All Chapters of My Ex-husbands Want Me Back: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lucille’s POV“What are you doing?” Lucas repeated as my body whirled to look at him. I gasped in shock and quickly gathered the papers together and sat on them. He frowned, looking straight at the stack of papers and I knew he was already suspicious but it made me sit my bottom even harder on the papers. “What are you doing here?” I asked, with raised brows. “Why didn't you knock?”“Do I have to knock before coming into your room?” Lucas frowned, his suspicious gaze deepening. “Yes, of course. It’s my room.” I nodded immediately. I didn't find it an issue before now but then there would be times I would need some privacy, just like now. But he was intruding. “Alright.” He didn't argue but his eyes didn't leave the papers. “What are those? Who gave you those?”“These…” I pointed at the papers beneath me. “They belong to me.”“Where did you get them?” He asked. “I had them. No one gave them to me.” I frowned, feeling very uneasy. I just wanted him to leave so I could concentrate.

Lucille’s POVI froze, my heart stopping for a moment as I felt Kent’s lips on mine. The scent of mint and pine wood flowed into my nose and I felt invigorated by him. It was sudden. I never expected it and in just seconds, it was over and I watched him pull away, with a nervous look on his face.I had always seen Kent as an impatient, bubbly, and impulsive man but at this moment, he was someone else. However, that didn't stop the anger that arose in my heart due to his actions.“You–”“Shush…” He quickly put his finger on my lips, stopping me from speaking. But I didn't let him shut me up, I slapped his finger off my lips and glared at him, my eyes shooting venom. “How dare you!” I yelled, my fists clenching. “You may want to help me but it doesn't mean you can do whatever you want to me. You are just–”“I'm sorry.” He cut me off, his expression turning meek and docile. “What?” I frowned, with a scoff. “You are sorry? Is the kiss an accident? Are you trying to feign innocence?”“No

Lucille’s POVI watched as Martin pushed Vanessa and warned her never to come close to him. After that, the footage of my divorce with Kent played too and the same thing happened.In the end, they both appeared to detest Vanessa. I stood in place, frozen by what I was watching. How was I supposed to take in that they had lied to me all this while? It was too surreal and stupid to believe. Why would they go as far as faking a divorce to send me away?“This is fake, right?” I sneered. “The video is fake!” “No.” They answered in unison. Martin stepped forward and held my arm while he looked at me calmly, “We figured it was time to tell you the truth. For us to go on amicably, we at least owe you the truth.”“Kent and I never meant to hurt you. We were just forced to do so–”“Why?” I snapped, suddenly, dragging my hand away from him. “If you both claim you didn't want to hurt me, why then did you do it? Who forced you? Vanessa?”“You both mean to tell me that a woman like her would forc

Lucille’s POVThe next morning…After my conversation with Kent, he made sure I had a good night's rest before leaving so early in the morning. From the corner of my eyes, I saw him place a kiss on my cheek as he left my room. Now, it was 8:00am, I was out of bed and I was being led to the dining area in the mansion. I was dressed in a long tube white dress with my hair, flowing beautifully and I saw Martin sitting at the head of the table already. He stood up as soon as he saw me, and a smile formed on his face. “You look heavenly…and serene.” He walked forward, and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, with so much calmness. We matched each other’s energy at that moment. “Thanks.” I blushed as he led me toward the table. I sat to his right as the servants started to serve our breakfast. And then I noticed that Kent wasn't there. “Where is Kent?” I asked. “He left this morning for an urgent meeting,” Martin said as he placed an omelet on my plate. “You both must have had a lo

Lucille’s POVThe smile on my face faltered seeing Brandon and a certain dislike rose up my throat. Now that I look at it, he had watched me die in my last life and even if there was a possibility that he didn't cheat just like Martin and Kent, I could never forgive him. “Martin…” I smiled at the man beside me. “Let’s go in.”I ignored Brandon completely and Martin looked proud. He nodded and started to lead me away, however, Brandon wasn't ready to let us go. He marched forward, placing himself in our way. “What do you want?” I glared at him. But he didn't speak right away, his face was only contorting in anger and he glanced at Martin who looked back at him coldly. He quickly looked away. “Are you a whore, Lucille?” Brandon seemed to be in disbelief. “Do you want to sleep with every single man in this city?”Martin’s arm tightened around me and he was about to lash out but I held him back. It was too lowly of Martin to exchange words with Brandon and it was so for me too. “Yes