All Chapters of EX-HUSBAND'S REDEMPTION; Dear Ex-Wife, Please Forgive Me.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Octavia finally allowed the tears to stream down her cheeks as she entered her former marital bedroom. The familiar scent of Carl, now her ex-husband, engulfed her senses, stirring up a whirlwind of anguish as memories of his betrayal flooded her mind. She still struggled to believe that Carl had chosen to divorce and leave her for someone else, blaming her for everything that had transpired.As she continued to grapple with the reality of their divorce, Octavia felt lost. She loved him deeply; he was her entire world, and her obsession with him had left her feeling hollow. The trust they once shared had been irreparably broken the moment he had been unfaithful. How was it possible that Kristine was now pregnant with his child? Had he been cheating on her even before she suffered her miscarriage? This tormenting question gnawed at her, leaving her without answers.Fat and ugly tears streamed down her face as she approached the wardrobe that held their clothes. As she opened it, her ga

Are you out of your mind? You're actually going back to the same man who labeled you a murderer after everything you've been through?! Have you lost your senses, Octavia?" Jade exclaimed, her irritation palpable as they stepped out of the doctor's office.Octavia had just disclosed her intentions to win back her husband with the news, needless to say, Jade wasn't on board with the idea. Her frustration was evident.As they made their way toward the hospital garage, Octavia halted and turned to face Jade, attempting to defend her decisions."I have to do this. It will be okay, Jade. Carl only called me that because he believed I had a miscarriage. If he knows that wasn't the case, he'll apologize and reconsider his actions. He won't marry Kristine anymore... Please understand."Jade shook her head, disbelief etched on her face as she stared at her delusional friend. "This can't be real. You can't possibly go through with this... Have you lost your senses, Octavia? Don't you see? He doe

The clang of the kitchen door echoed sharply as Octavia stormed back inside, her breath uneven. The image of Carl holding Jason's tiny hand wouldn’t leave her mind. She braced herself against the counter, her knuckles whitening as she gripped its edge. Every fiber of her being screamed to go out there and grab her son away from the man who had no right to hold him. Yet, she froze, her thoughts spiraling into chaos.“Mommy?” Avery’s small voice broke through the haze.Octavia turned sharply to find her daughter standing a few feet away, clutching her favorite stuffed rabbit. Avery’s wide emerald eyes glimmered with concern, so much like Jason’s... and Carl’s.“Yes, sweetheart?” Octavia knelt, forcing calm into her tone.“Is Jason okay?” Avery asked, her voice trembling. “Why did he run off?”Octavia hesitated, unsure how to answer. Her eyes darted toward Nathaniel, who had walked in behind Avery. His gaze was steady, but the crease in his forehead betrayed his worry.“Jason’s fine,” Oc

Jason’s voice broke the uneasy silence in the kitchen. “Mommy, why didn’t you tell me he was my dad?”Octavia’s breath caught in her throat. The note Carl had slipped to Jason sat crumpled in her palm, but it might as well have been branded on her skin. She knelt to face her son, forcing herself to meet his questioning gaze.“Jason…” she began, her voice measured, though her heart raced. “Some things are complicated, and I wanted to wait until you and Avery were old enough to understand.”“But he already knows us,” Jason countered, his young mind grasping at fragments he didn’t fully understand. “He said he’s been looking for us.”Her lips parted, but no words came.Avery, sitting at the table with her stuffed rabbit, piped up, “Is he a bad guy, Mommy? You looked scared when you saw him.”Nathaniel stepped into the doorway, his presence grounding Octavia. He said nothing, but his eyes carried a silent offer of support. She nodded subtly, gathering strength.“Listen to me, both of you,

"Why did you tell me to come alone if you weren't planning to show up?" Octavia's voice trembled with controlled rage as she grabbed her phone tighter and walked near the park's deserted bench. The night air held an unsettling silence, which worsened her growing irritation.Kristine, on the other end, used a scornful, almost amusing tone. "Oh, I am here, dear. "Seeing you scurry around like a lost little lamb is far more entertaining than I expected."Octavia paused in her tracks, looking at her surroundings. "What do you want?" she demanded. "You've already taken enough."A loud laugh rang through the phone. "Oh, Octavia, it's not about what I took. This is roughly what I'm owed. And just now, I am more interested in what you have kept hidden."Her chest tightened. "If you're threatening me, don't bother. "I am not the same person you pushed around five years ago.""Good," Kristine said effortlessly. "Because neither am I. Let's just say I've figured out how to get what I want withou