Dear Ex-Husband, I'm Done With You

Ava's POV

I looked out through the window of our penthouse.

My mind drifted awayband my eyes filled with nothing but yearning for my husband.

My heartbeat increasing by the minute.

My husband and I had loved each other deeply since we were in the university

I was everything to him just as he was to me.

But lately, Liam started changing.

Why did my husband who used to prioritise me above everyone else and also tell me every single thing going on in his life no longer does that?

Liam was slipping away from my hand slowly, yet I didn't seem to know what to do about it

With a heavy-filled heart, I stared back at the dining table, the food I had prepared with so much love in my heart looking back at me sad and cold.

This was the fourth time I'm preparing food for Liam today, but none of it has been eaten by him.

I had been in this house waiting for Liam since the crack of dawn. I knew he was changing but I hadn't expect him to behave like this today of all day.

"Ma’am, I think you should go in for the night, it's late already, also the food is already cold now." My housemaid Alice muttered, jolting me back from my several rays of thoughts.

My head nodded unconsciously, she was right.

The food was cold now and Liam wasn't back.

"Don't worry about me, you can go in to have your rest for the night," I muttered to her, my voice low.

Her eyes held pity for me.

She lived in this house, hence she knew what Liam was becoming. He was changing, even Alice noticed to the point she was having pity in her heart for me.

Once I saw Alice was gone, my lips quivered, and in a split second, I burst into tears.

It streamed down my face, I couldn't control it. Liam was becoming what I never expected of him.

He was never like this from the beginning of our marriage.

For three good years, Liam has shown me nothing but so much love and affection, I wonder what has come over my husband.

Severe whimper eloped my guts— I was losing it, even if he had to do this, should it be on the day of our anniversary?

I had made his favourite meal like million times today waiting for him to come back and celebrate our third year of being together, yet he wouldn't come back.

Even when I put calls through to him, he refused to take my calls, leaving me miserable in this big house.

Without any more thoughts, I stormed back into my room and picked up my handbag.

I was going to meet him at his office.

If he wasn't coming to me, I could as well go meet him.

When I came out of my room, Alice was back at the dining table, I tilted my head at her.

"Why did you come back?" I muttered.

"I came back to check on you, then.. the food.. should I take them back now?" She muttered, her eyes sulking, just like mine.

I nodded “Yeah... of course.. he didn't come.. so..” I muttered, my voice low and my face glum.

I was ready to leave now, to go meet Liam at the office where he had been giving me excuses that he was busy with work.

But something was holding me back, I suddenly felt dizzy, my head spun and my eyes went round the room, my knees became weak, I staggered almost crumbling to the floor, but Alice was too quick to hold me in place.

This had been happening for days now and it was only getting worse, maybe I should see a doctor, because I couldn't figure out why I had become so light and nauseous all of a sudden.

After some time, I got myself back. Still breathing huskily, I collected my bag that I had dropped on the table, ready to leave.

“Ma’am, maybe you should see a doctor..” Alice muttered, her voice coated with worry. I nodded at her with a smile not so bright.

A few minutes later, my breath returned to normal, ready to leave again.

I nodded at Alice and retrieved my bag that she had held in her grip.

With my thoughts going in different directions, I made it to my car. I had to see Liam today. I was tired of this now and should know what my husband was up to.

It was already late, outrageously late at night, but what could I do, I needed to save my marriage.

Tightening my belt, slowly, I drove out of our compound, my mind juggling back to the days when Liam couldn't wait to return home from work just to watch me eat.

Several sighs escaped my lungs remembering those good old days.

He made me happy and I was grateful I married him.

The company was a 30-minute drive from our home, I was driving fast and couldn't wait to see Liam, hence just in a swift, I arrived at the company.

My eyes went around the premises, and I wondered why Liam enjoyed being here now than spending time with me, his wife.

I understand he had to work, but he was also a CEO who didn't always have so much work to do.

Coming down from my car, one of the security rushed up to me, his brows raised, almost a questioning gaze in his eyes.

Yeah, it was odd for anyone to show up at the company by this time, and most especially me, but my husband was still here.

"Mrs Reyes?" He called, his brows still raised at me and his head tilted aside. I almost smiled at his genuine curiosity, he was wondering what I had to do back here at this late hour.

"Well.. I'm here to see my husband, are you satisfied now?" I muttered and chuckled at his innocence. He was a nice man—Liam always complimented his hard work.

"But.. but.." He stammered, raising my brows at him.