All Chapters of Chasing His Ex-wife Back : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Evelyn stood in front of the mirror in her walk-in closet, smoothing her hands over the fitted red tea-length dress. It wasn’t the most extravagant outfit she owned, but it was elegant and understated, just how Sebastian liked it. Or so she believed. Tonight marked their third wedding anniversary. Sebastian didn't talk about any plans for a celebration, but Evelyn chose to surprise him. A serene, cozy meal at home, just the two of them. She devoted the day to organizing every detail meticulously, wishing to revive the bond they appeared to have forgotten. Her hand naturally placed itself on her abdomen, and a gentle smile appeared on her face. The secret she had held for the last week was eager to be revealed. This evening was the time she would reveal to him, the information she believed would alter everything. It would draw them nearer, heal the unseen fractures in their bond, and remind him of the affection they previously experienced. As she walked down the majestic staircase

The soft light of morning filtered into Evelyn’s small apartment through the blinds, casting the walls in subtle tones of gray. The atmosphere held a slight earthy odor, blending with the sharpness of her coffee. Sitting with her legs crossed on the worn couch, Evelyn clutched the mug firmly in her shaking hands. The heat from the cup was her sole comfort in a world that had been flipped around. The night before played back in her thoughts like a harsh trick. Sebastian's voice resonated, each word cutting deeper than the previous. "Evelyn, I can’t take this marriage any longer." "I do not desire you." "Sign the documents with your signature." A tremor ran through her body, and her chest constricted. She took another drink of the coffee, the warmth stinging her lips, yet the physical pain was trivial compared to the sorrow in her heart. Her gaze wandered to the pile of unopened boxes near the entrance. She hadn’t unpacked much after getting in late last night. The apartment

The cab raced along the rain-soaked streets of Chicago, the towering buildings glistening in the rain like distant recollections. Evelyn remained still in the rear seat, hugging herself closely. Her thoughts were a tempest of feelings, sorrow, frustration, and fatigue mixing as she departed from the traces of her former existence. She wasn’t grieving the estate or the unsuccessful union; she grieved the treachery, the shame, and the harsh apathy of the man she had once cherished. The taxi driver looked at her via the rearview mirror. "Where to, ma'am?" he inquired, his voice soft yet inquisitive. Evelyn paused. She lacked a plan, a destination, only the intense urge to flee. For a fleeting instant, the burden of the unfamiliar loomed over her menacingly. Yet, taking a calming breath, she mentioned a simple hotel located on the edge of the city. It wasn’t significant, but it would provide her a space to reflect, to exhale, and to organize her upcoming actions. The cab arrived at

Evelyn remained still in her tiny apartment, her fingers softly touching her rounded stomach. The conversation with Dr. Meyers resonated in her mind: "It's a boy, Evelyn." "Everything appears to be fantastic." A young male. Evelyn envisioned countless possibilities for the future, many of which revolved around a life that now felt so far away. She had never really wished for one gender rather than the other, but once the doctor delivered the news, her heart raced, and she sensed the world’s weight change. Her initial thought was of Sebastian. The man she once thought would stand with her through all things—his hand holding hers, a mutual happiness in parenting, their child's initial steps, the first words spoken, the tiny moments that turned into cherished memories. He ought to have been here, next to her. They ought to have been collaborating on plans. However, the divorce documents had broken all of that apart. The aspiration of building a family with him had been torn apart by

The days passed quickly in a blur of small victories and peaceful moments of reflection. Evelyn recognized she was falling into a routine, enjoying morning tea by the bay window, devoting hours to sketching or freelance projects, and evenings focused on preparing for her son's arrival. Each passing day brought a feeling of advancement, yet the weight of Sebastian’s absence and the traces of their shattered life stayed in her thoughts. On a chilly morning, Evelyn sat at her desk, reviewing a graphic design project for a customer. The sun's gentle beams passed through the curtains, brightening the area. She paused for a moment to stretch, glancing at the modest assortment of baby items that Lila had brought over the week before. The sight brought a gentle smile to her lips, but it also made her recall the looming truth of becoming a single parent. Her phone buzzed on the table, disrupting her concentration. Evelyn gazed at the screen, expecting it might be Lila or a client, but her he