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DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 81
Lucas’s POVRyan left the boardroom with a smugness that made my blood boil. I didn’t think—I just moved. My feet carried me after him, barely registering the shocked murmurs and stunned faces we left behind.I couldn’t believe what had just happened.She said yes.Olivia said yes.My Olivia.The woman who once stood by my side, the woman who once promised me forever, had just agreed to marry him.And I knew—God, I knew—she didn’t want this.The way her hands trembled, the way her voice shook ever so slightly, the way she couldn’t meet my eyes after that single word left her lips—everything about her screamed that she was trapped.So what the hell had Ryan done?I caught up with him just as he stepped into the hallway. Without thinking, without warning, I threw a punch.My fist connected with his jaw, the sickening crunch of bone against bone filling the empty corridor. Ryan staggered back, catching himself against the wall, his head snapping to the side.He groaned, rubbing his jaw a
Last Updated : 2025-03-11DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 82
Lucas’s POVThe moment I stormed out of the building, my head was a mess. Anger coursed through me, hot and unchecked, but beneath it was something worse—helplessness. I knew Olivia didn’t want this engagement. I knew Ryan had something on her. But she had still gone through with it.I gripped my phone tighter, my knuckles turning white as I dialed Amelia’s number. The line barely rang twice before she picked up.“Lucas?” Her voice was laced with curiosity, maybe even a little amusement.“Where are you?” I asked sharply, skipping any pleasantries.There was a slight pause before she answered, “At my apartment. Why?”I didn’t reply. I ended the call and slammed my phone down onto the passenger seat before stepping on the gas.The city blurred past me as I drove, my mind racing just as fast. I wasn’t sure what I expected from Amelia, but I needed to hear her say it—needed to know if she was involved in whatever twisted game Ryan was playing.By the time I reached her apartment complex,
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Olivia's povI collapsed onto the floor, my body shaking with sobs. The events of the day replayed in my mind like a broken record, each memory more painful than the last. Ethan and Vivian rushed to my side, concern etched on their faces."Olivia, hey, it's okay," Ethan said softly, trying to comfort me. "You're safe now."But I couldn't stop crying. The tears flowed like a river, and I felt like I was drowning in my own despair. Vivian wrapped her arms around me, holding me close as I sobbed."We're here for you, Liv," she whispered. "We'll get through this together."I cried until I thought I had no tears left, but they kept coming. Ethan and Vivian stayed with me, holding me and whispering words of comfort. Slowly, my sobs began to subside, replaced by hiccupping gasps for air.Ethan helped me to my feet, and Vivian led me to the couch. They sat on either side of me, holding my hands."What happened, Liv?" Ethan asked gently. "What did Ryan tell you exactly? You couldn't have turne
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Olivia’s POVThe way Lucas looked at me and left had been on my mind all through the day. My father’s estate loomed before me, grand as ever. The last time I willingly walked through these gate was when I get divorced. Even if Ethan had been asking me to come home ever since dad got back, I wasn't willing with all that had been going on recently. But I didn’t have a choice, I needed to make him see the beast he wanted as a son in-law.I took a deep breath, steeling myself. I had to convince him. There was no way I was going through with this marriage.The butler greeted me with a stiff nod before leading me inside. My heels clicked against the polished marble floors as I followed him down the long hallway toward my father’s study.The closer we got, the louder the sound of laughter became.I slowed my steps, frowning. My father was laughing?That was never a good sign.We reached the open doorway, and my stomach dropped.Ryan was already there.He was seated across from my father, a g
Last Updated : 2025-03-16DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 85
Olivia’s POVMy hands shook with rage as I stormed out of my father’s study. The conversation had gone exactly as I expected—his arrogance, his indifference, his complete and utter disregard for my choice had all been laid out on the table like a business transaction. And Ryan, that smug bastard, had sat there enjoying every second of it, watching as my father dismissed my plea like I was some spoiled child throwing a tantrum.Well, if they wanted a tantrum, I’d give them one.I marched down the hallway, my vision clouded with fury. The antique vases, the paintings, the intricate sculptures—all of it represented the life my father had built for himself. A life that I was nothing more than a pawn in.With a sharp inhale, I turned and slammed my arm into the first table I saw, sending an expensive vase crashing to the floor. The sharp shatter sent a pulse of satisfaction through me.Good.I moved to the next item—a framed painting worth more than most people’s salaries. With a single, sh
Last Updated : 2025-03-17DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 86
Olivia’s POVMy heart was still pounding as I walked out of the restaurant, my heels clicking against the pavement with each step. The thought of what I had just done settled deep in my chest, but I refused to second-guess myself.I had finally put my foot down.But I wasn’t naïve enough to think Ryan would let this slide. I knew exactly what kind of man he was—controlling, calculating, dangerous. Declining his engagement in such a public way was like striking a match next to an open gas line.I had to be ready for the explosion that would come next.Pulling my coat tighter around me, I exhaled, trying to steady myself as I hailed a cab.“Where to, ma’am?” the driver asked once I was seated.“Home,” I muttered, my mind already racing with everything that needed to be done.By the time I arrived, my pulse had slowed slightly, but the tension in my body hadn’t lessened. As soon as I stepped inside, I heard voices coming from the living room.“—there has to be something,” Vivian was sayi
Last Updated : 2025-03-18DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 87
Olivia’s POVI had always thought my father’s rejection would hurt more. I had thought that it would feel like a knife driving into my chest, severing the last fragile thread between us. But as I drove home that night, all I felt was numbness.I was numb to the city lights blurring past me. Numb to the weight of my hands gripping the steering wheel. Numb to the fact that my own father had given me an ultimatum: marry Ryan or cut ties forever.When I stepped into the house, I barely acknowledged Vivian and Ethan, who exchanged worried glances as I walked past them. I just wanted to crawl into bed and disappear.But the universe wouldn’t let me drown in my misery so easily.The next morning, I woke up to the sound of Aiden’s little feet running across the hardwood floor. Before I could pretend to be asleep, my bedroom door creaked open.“Aunt Olivia?” His voice was hesitant.I sighed and turned my head toward him. “What is it, sweetheart?”He stepped closer, clutching his stuffed dinosa
Last Updated : 2025-03-19DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 88
Olivia’s POVI couldn’t move an inch. I just sat there, my heart hammering against my ribs, my lips tingling with disgust.Ryan’s words echoed in my head. I can’t wait to marry you.He didn’t say it like a man excited about love. He said it like a man who had already won.I wanted to scream.I wanted to claw at my skin and erase the feeling of his mouth on mine.But I did nothing.I just stared at him as he left the room, my breath shallow, my mind blank.When he returned, he tossed the ring at me.It landed on the couch beside me. A small, cold circle that represented everything I hated.“Take it,” Ryan said flatly. “You wanted it, didn’t you?”I frowned, snatching the ring off the couch and then I left.I didn’t say a word. I didn’t look back.I walked out of his apartment, into the cold night air, and straight to my car.I didn’t even remember getting inside or starting the engine.But before I knew it, I was driving.The city lights blurred around me as I gripped the wheel.I fel
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Olivia's POV The kitchen was a quiet haven after Dad’s departure, the clink of dishes was a gentle rhythm as Austin and I stood side by side at the sink. My hands moved mechanically, scrubbing plates, rinsing mugs, but my heart was a storm of emotions—gratitude for Austin’s steady presence, guilt for the unanswered question about our marriage, and the raw ache of letting Lucas go. Dad’s directive to cut ties with Lucas echoed in my mind, a confirmation of my own resolve, but it didn’t ease the pain, the longing for a love now out of reach. Austin’s stunned reaction to Dad’s mention of meeting his father lingered, a puzzle I couldn’t solve, stirring an unease that gnawed at me. My chest tightened, my breath shallow as I focused on the dishes, hoping the task would anchor me against the turmoil threatening to spill over.Austin’s voice broke the silence, soft but piercing, catching me off guard. “Olivia,” he said, his tone cautious, his hands pausing in the soapy water, “why do yo
DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 141
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DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK CHAPTER 140
Olivia's POV The car was a pressure cooker, the air thick with tension, Austin’s words—“You’ll end up a mistress, a second woman”—still burning in my ears, fueling a rage that pulsed through me like wildfire. My hands shook, my chest heaving with a mix of anger and hurt, my tears streaming down my cheeks as I glared at him, his profile rigid against the city lights blurring past. His accusation had struck a nerve, igniting a fury I hadn’t expected, a defiance against the idea that my love for Lucas could be reduced to something so degrading, so small. But beneath the anger was a gnawing fear, a whisper that he might be right, that my place in Lucas’s life was precarious, shadowed by Amelia’s pregnancy and his mother’s hatred. My throat tightened, my heart aching.The guilt of hurting Austin, and the stubborn love for Lucas that refused to let go.Austin’s hands gripped the steering wheel, his jaw clenched, but his voice broke the silence, low and sharp, pushing the tension higher.
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Lucas's POV “She’s a married woman, she doesn’t belong to you”His statement hung in the air, a cold reminder of the boundaries I’d crossed. My chest tightened, a mix of embarrassment and defiance flooding me as I realized the scene we’d made, my arms around Olivia, my lips on her forehead, all under the hospital’s fluorescent glare. Faces turned our way—nurses, visitors, their eyes curious, judgmental—and I felt heat rise to my cheeks, a flicker of shame for letting my emotions override caution. My body ached, the IV line tugging at my hand, the pain in my spine and shoulder a constant throb, but it was nothing compared to the ache in my heart, the desperate need to hold onto Olivia, to keep her close after nearly losing her.I pulled back, my hands dropping from her face, my voice low, apologetic. “I’m sorry,” I said, my eyes flicking to Austin, then back to Olivia, my throat tight with regret. “I didn’t mean to… I just—I thought you were gone, and I couldn’t—” My words falter
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