Dear Ex-Husband, You Will Come Back Begging

Chapter 002Zara's POV I was confused and shocked. Before I could alter a word or do anything, the door opened and Armstrong and his staff members stormed in. Armstrong's eyes widened. “What the fuck! Call an ambulance ASAP,” he ordered as he rushed towards Victoria. “It's alright, it's going to be fine,” he whispered. “Sh…. She wanted to kill me,” Victoria murmured dramatically as her index finger pointed in my direction. Tears streamed down her face. Victoria was really a drama queen. “I… I swear I wasn't the one. Sh…she stabbed her….” “What the fuck did you do to her? Are you supposed to be here?” Armstrong spat. A wave of humiliation ran through my veins as my heart raced. I raked my hands through my dark hair trying to process what was going on. Because it didn't seem real. “I came because of Charles,” I finally found my voice. “You call the police, now,” he said as he pointed at one of his staff who was at the door. “Right away sir.” For a moment I froze, my heart tur

Chapter 004Zara's POV It had been a day since the death of Charles, my little boy, the only treasure I had. A day of darkness and gloom, crying myself to sleep at night. When I got married to Armstrong, I was so stupidly and foolishly in love with him that I never imagined a day would come that I would be the one demanding a divorce, not him. I was so foolish, and I had to pay the price. Charles was gone, my marriage was as well about to be gone. I had nothing left, all I had left was a broken heart, and Victoria was the cause, that bitch. I woke up angry and frustrated. I yawned and stretched before picking up my phone, hoping to see a text from Armstrong, but there was none. I scrolled through the endless list of missed calls, but he didn't bother to call. I knew he was shagging Victoria and that bitch wouldn't let him come back to me, though I wasn't expecting him back. I haven't received any response from Armstrong since when I texted him about our divorce. I dialed his nu

Chapter 006Zara's POV I quickly turned back to see who had just shouted my name. It was Toby, my cousin. We did the same school with him, and he warned me about Armstrong, but I thought he was envying me. I didn't listen to him, I was so foolishly and blindly in love. “Hey, what's going on with you? Huh, your son's death and the attempted murder is all over the news. I tried calling you, but you weren't answering,” he said. “Look, if you're here to make fun of me, then please, leave me alone, Toby. I know I fucked up. I shouldn't have married Armstrong but it just……,” I said without even sparing him a glance. “Did you really try to kill his personal assistant?” he cut me off. I raised my teary eyes and looked at him in shock and disbelief. “Did you really think I would do that? Huh? Do I look like a murderer?” I spat as tears rolled down my cheeks. “It's OK Zara, I know you didn't, and I'm sorry about your loss. Charles was a good boy. I will miss him too.”He said as he wrapp

Chapter 008Zara POV It was a great three-hour flight, and I was already tired. I had been waiting for my brother at the airport for almost an hour. He texted me earlier that he was in a meeting. “shit,” I groaned. I dug out my phone, angry and frustrated. I dialed his number and he picked up at the first ring. A wave of relief washed over me.“Hey, Johnson, I'm already tired of waiting, please where are you?” I said, frowning my face as if he could see me through the phone. “I'm so sorry, Zara, the meeting is over, and I'm already on my way. In the next few minutes I will be at the airport,” he replied, his voice soft and soothing as always. Without a reply, I ended the call. I went and bought a snack as my stomach was already empty. After a few minutes, a black Chevrolet stopped in front of me. My heart skipped a beat as I snapped my head away. I heard the car door slam open. I couldn't resist the urge to keep my eyes away. Out of curiosity, I turned, and my eyes pinned on John

Chapter 010Zara's POV I was already tired, the stress of the long journey was overwhelming as I decided to go to my room and get some rest. Just when I held my doorknob and was about to open my door, I heard Lucy's voice coming from their room. I stopped to listen to what was happening, but the voice wasn't clear enough. For the past few hours I spent with Lucy earlier she had given me this cold attitude. I just didn't understand her, Johnson was my blood brother. I couldn't snatch him away from her, so why the jealousy?I just hoped they weren't arguing because of me. Driven by curiosity, I walked to the room, and funny enough there it was half closed. Just as I pushed the door open completely, I heard what I least expect from Lucy. “I can't stay with a murderer in the same house, Johnson. You saw it clearly on the news, she killed her son and attempted to kill her husband's employee in his office,” she said, her voice devoid of anger. “W…. What did you just say, Lucy?” I manag