Billionaire’s Regret: Chasing Back His Abandoned Ex Wife

Selene's POV

I paced up and down the vast space of my living room, my eyes darting between the wall clock and the varieties of food I had prepared on the dining table.

It was already past 9pm and Ethan still hadn't returned.

I know he has been misbehaving lately, but I could never imagine he'd do this today of all days.

A heavy lump formed in my throat and my eyes welled up with tears.

"Ma'am, the food is getting cold now, can I take them in?" Emma, my maid spoke, jolting me back from my reverie.

My eyes were empty as I stared at her, I couldn't feel myself anymore. Where was Ethan? Where had my husband gone?

Since his childhood friend came back from her medical trip abroad, Ethan had not been sleeping at home. But today, I  thought it could be a bit different. I thought he'd come home early today being our fifth year anniversary, but Ethan never treated it as anything important.

My knees weakened where I stood, I walked slowly _ falling into the dining seat.

"You can pack them in Emma, and call it a night. I'll be here for some time," I muttered, my voice low. Emma could feel the sadness in my voice.

"Alright ma'am, you should go in too, it's already late." She muttered.

"Thank you, I'll go in later, don't worry about me, and go have your rest," I muttered to Emma, dismissing her.

As soon as she turned her back on me, the tears I've been holding back, streamed down my face. My whole being shook as I crashed down in so many tears.

Since Kayla returned from New York a few months ago, Ethan has become a completely different person.

He was no longer present like he used to and he now comes home any time or even any day he wishes to.

Since he left for work yesterday, he hasn't come back home. When I complained about the whole behavior, he laid it out to me in detail that Kayla was his childhood friend and he doesn't joke with her. I scoffed, and my face went pale. Yes, he doesn't joke with her.

I was the only joke in his life. The one whom he could leave and return to anytime he deemed fit.

Ethan was never like this and I've never for one day in my life thought he'd turn out like this.

He neglected me in his home and attended to his childhood lover.

Aside from our anniversary today, I also had some news I needed to share with him.

I had visited a doctor earlier due to the nausea I was feeling and it turned out I was pregnant. It was supposed to be a happy time for me and Ethan, a night supposed to be filled with love and memory, but he chose to spend it with someone else.

I choked with pain, biting my lower lip.

My eyes stung as I yawned effortlessly, getting dragged into sleep. I checked the clock again, and this time it was 11:00 at night.

Pain pierced through my guts. Ethan was slipping away from my grip and it seemed there was nothing I could do about it.

He refused to take my calls. When at home, he doesn't spare me a moment to speak with him, how do I inform him that his actions were causing me pain?

Just then, my phone started ringing. Checking the screen, it was Ethan calling.

I picked it up immediately, my heart pounding in my chest.

This was one thing with me, I love my husband so much, beyond however anyone could explain. Seeing him alone most time makes me romantically wet my pants before he could even touch me. It had been like that since our university days when we both fell in love with each other.

And now that he was calling, my body wouldn't stay calm. I needed my husband. I needed his attention, but he was depriving me of it all. Placing his childhood lover above me.

I sighed deeply as I made to speak.

"Baby.." I muttered, my voice low and filled with longing. I needed him back home.

"Selene, I wouldn't be able to come home tonight, Kayla isn't feeling too well." He muttered, his voice filled with panic and coated with all the care he had for Kayla. I balled my fist tightly, a hard lump forming in my throat.

What did Ethan think he was doing? He was neglecting me for another woman? He made another woman his priority instead of me, his wife. Pain cut through my chest, I tightened my finger even more, my nails dug deep into my palm it could rip it off.

"Goodnight Selene, just said to inform you.." He muttered and then hung up.

I seethed with anger and resentment as my hand tightened around the phone.

Ethan had done a lot to break me, to break us apart. But I've been holding on because of the so much love I had for him. But he had crossed the line. Tears welled up in my eyes. How dare he! Ethan couldn't even be sorry for not attending our anniversary? He just called to inform me sh*t about his lover and hung up? As if today was just a normal day for us.

This was too much, I dropped my phone gently, otherwise I would have thrown it against the wall.

I wailed in so much tears. I needed my Ethan back. Who was this girl that Ethan could die for? What does she have that I didn't have as a woman?

I had seen her once, she was a frail girl, with a round face and hazel eyes. Yes, her facials were very beautiful and her body was petite. I was the same. I had the same eyes, almost the same lips and body, and I was a bit taller than her. What does she have that was more than mine? I had bigger bo*bs and my shape even came out more curvy than hers, only that I wasn’t frail and looking sick and fragile all the time.