All Chapters of Ex-husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The divorce my husband had threatened to serve me was the only thing on my mind as I was sitting in the doctor's office. The red LED display showed 08:44. My feet was tapping uncontrollably on the floor and my fingers were tapping on the table. I was alone in the office because the doctor had gone to get my pregnancy test results from the lab. I had been sick for some days, I did not expect it to be pregnant because I had been barren for six years, it's unlikely that I was pregnant now but I was willing to hope because my marriage was falling apart. A baby would be the only thing that would save my marriage. Yesterday, Cassian made it very clear that if I didn't give him an heir, I would be thrown out of the house. I love my husband so much, he was my highschool sweetheart and it was a dream come true when his father arranged a marriage between us, I couldn't lose him. My fingers were cold and my teeth clamped over my fingernail, I cut it and pulled. I hated nail-biting, but I was

I decided that I would not tell him, if he decides that he hates me, then I would accept it because I was sure he would take the baby away from me. Genevieva would maltreat the poor child the way they maltreated me, I would die before I let that happen. As he walked away, I felt my heart tearing apart until I had no more heart to love. I was sitting in the tiny cell. There was a small bed at the side and a single chair. I held the bars of the cell and watched as the guards walked about. I was tired of standing, my legs were quivering and my belly was hurting. I was thinking about my baby, how can I stay here? My life and the life of this child would be ruined. More tears fell from my eyes and I clutched my belly and slid to the ground. “Forgive me..." I whispered to the growing life inside me. I was so protective over the baby and there was no way to protect it. I would rot in jail and what would happen to the baby? If only I had a second chance, I would not be so stupid again.

I could not believe my ears. “How did you end up with that low life prick?." Hunter asked and I was suddenly brought back to reality. Although I was still excited about my current position... I could feel the hate I had for Cassian. I would make that bastard pay, it was like a mantra repeating in my head. I would make Genevieva pay for betraying me. I would make Cassian see hell for throwing me to rot in jail. The entire family must pay for everything they had been doing to me since I became a part of that family. *** When I woke up the next morning, I had a smile on my face. My room was huge and since natural light was flooding in, I could see how beautiful the room actually was. I got down from the bed and felt an ache in my belly, I was hungry. I patted my belly that would soon be swelling with my child. I would never let Cassian come close to this baby. Never. I would protect and love the baby with everything I had. I made my way downstairs where I found Hunter wo

The drive home was very quiet but the drumming in my ears from my heart pumping blood into my ears was loud. I looked down at my fingers and unclenched them. After a few seconds, I turned to Hunter. His eyes were focused on the road, his entire appearance was relaxing and chill after he just made a couple of grown men cry. There were no emotions on his face. I cleared my throat and spoke. “why did you tell the head of police to keep shut about me after he told you they've announced me dead?”The corners of his lips lifted in a smile. “He already informed Cassian and his family about the so-called accident. Right now they think you're dead and it's the perfect time to start planning for your revenge, so that when you strike, you'll hit hard and true because they wouldn't expect your resurrection.”A thrill went through me. “Thank you.” I told him “You must have a million things to take care of and so much work but you're here helping me out… I really appreciate it. ““I made a pr

Hunter carried my bags out of the trunk of the car while some workers approached him, he hands everything to them, Including the keys of his very expensive Rolls-Royce. It was snowing hard and the Christmas decor outside was too bright for my liking, but it sent a fuzzy warm feeling through me.Only the kind of feeling Christmas could conjure. “Let's get you in, it's cold." He said to me, wrapping his hand around my waist. He does this gently but his hand is firm and I began to regret why I was wearing a coat, a fur coat for that matter. We walked inside the hotel and there was a small queue at the counter. I spot birkin bags and Louis Vuitton suit cases so these people aren't poor. “Mr Hunter, these are the key to your rooms." A man wearing a red uniform said, he handed the key over to Hunter with a small bow. “What nonsense! We've been standing here for ages and you ignore us to serve someone else!." The woman's voice was loud and it carried an air of authority.She was dressed