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Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine! 85
HARPER:The main hall was a blur of glittering lights and elegant gowns, the hum of conversation filling the air like music. I stood near the edge of the crowd, my hands clasped tightly in front of me, my heart pounding.Alexander's mother had kept me captive for the past ten minutes. She'd held my hands, looked into my eyes, and told me how happy she was to see me. How she'd always known I was the right woman for her son. How she'd prayed every night that I would come back."I'm sorry," I'd said, my voice soft. "I can't stay. I can't live here. Not after everything that's happened."She'd looked at me with such sadness, such disappointment. "I understand, my dear. I just wish things could have been different."I'd excused myself, my steps heavy, my mind racing. I'd been looking for Alexander, needing to find him, needing to make sure he was okay. He'd disappeared into the study with his father, and I hadn't seen him since.And then I saw him.He was walking out of the study, his arm
Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine! 84
ALEXANDER:The room tilted. The walls seemed to close in around me, the air thick and suffocating. Rowena stood there, her crimson gown like a splash of blood, her smile like a knife."How are you out?" The words came out sharp, cutting through the silence. "I locked you in that room myself."Rowena's smile widened, but she didn't answer. She just glanced at Samuel, her eyes gleaming with triumph."Your father let me out," she said, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "He knew I belonged here. With you."I turned to Samuel, my jaw tight. "You went behind my back?""I did what was necessary." Samuel's voice was calm, measured. "Rowena is the only woman who can give you what you need. Harper is a distraction. A liability. She always has been.""Harper is the mother of my children." My voice was ice. "Rowena is a liar and a thief.""She's also willing to do whatever it takes to secure the Banks legacy." Samuel leaned forward, his eyes boring into mine. "Can you say the same about Ha
Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine! 83
ALEXANDER:The gala was everything my father had ever wanted. Crystal chandeliers, champagne towers, the who's who of society mingling in their finest attire. The Banks estate had been transformed into a palace of excess, every surface gleaming, every guest smiling.I hated every second of it.But I smiled anyway. I played the part. The devoted son, the successful heir, the man who had everything under control. No one could see the rage simmering beneath the surface. No one could see the plans I was making.Harper walked beside me, her arm linked through mine. She was wearing the pale blue dress I'd given her, the one that made her look like she belonged in a painting. Her hair was swept up, her makeup flawless. She looked like a queen.And beside her, holding her other hand, was Ethan. Elias walked on my other side, his small hand gripping mine. My sons. My heirs. The future of the Banks legacy.My mother spotted us the moment we walked through the doors. Her face lit up, her eyes fi
Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine! 82. A Plan
HARPER: The room was dark. The curtains were drawn, the lights off, the world outside reduced to a muffled hum. I lay in bed, my body heavy, my mind blank. I hadn't moved in hours. Hadn't eaten. Hadn't slept. I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember how to feel. My phone buzzed on the nightstand. I ignored it. It buzzed again. And again. Finally, I reached for it, my fingers clumsy, my eyes blurry. The screen glowed with messages from Liam. Liam: How are you holding up? Liam: Harper, I need you to talk to me. Liam: Please. Just let me know you're okay. I stared at the words, feeling nothing in my chest. I wasn't okay. I hadn't been okay in a long time. But I couldn't tell him that. Couldn't admit how broken I really was. Harper: I'm here. Liam: Thank God. I was getting worried. Harper: Samuel filed a custody claim. He's trying to take my sons. Liam: I heard. James told me. I blinked, surprised. James had told him? When? Harper: He did? Li
Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine! 81. Want Them Both
HARPER: The tears came before I could stop them. One moment I was standing there, shaking from the uncontrollable weight and the next, I fell to the ground , not caring that Liam was watching me. He was thd least of my problem. My mother. My bakery. My sons. My entire life, reduced to ash and rubble. I screamed. The sobs tore out of me, raw and guttural, the kind of crying that left you breathless and hollow. I tucked my head between my knees, my arms wrapped around myself, trying to hold myself together. But I couldn't. I was falling apart. Liam was beside me in an instant. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me against his chest. He didn't say anything. He just held me, his hand stroking my hair, his presence a steady anchor in the storm. "That was my only business," I choked out. "That was where I got my money. That was everything I built. And now it's gone. All of it." "I know," Liam said softly. "I know." "I worked so hard. I worked so hard to make something of myself, t
Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine! 80. Fire
HARPER: Liam takes me to his home. It wasn't what I was expecting Marble floors stretched for miles, crystal chandeliers that sparkled like diamonds, paintings on the walls that probably cost more than I'd make in a lifetime. Everything about it screamed wealth, power, excess but Liam didn't act like it. He took me into the living room. "Sit," he said, nodding to a nearby couch. I sat and it felt like I was sinking into a cloud, that was how soft it was. Minutes after, he walked back into the room with a cup in his hands. He stretched it towards me in expectation, "Drink. It'll help." I nodded, taking the warm cup of tea from his hands. My clothes were still damp and my hair clung to my face but I barely paid attention to them as I fought the hollow ache in my chest, trying to hold on to the weight of everything that had happened pressing down on me without falling. Liam sat across from me, his eyes boring into me like he wished to take away all my pains. He'd changed into
Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine! It's A Boy
HARPER: [Nine months later] “Harper!” My boss’s voice rang. I flinched. Nine months later and I was just a waitress with a belly the size of a watermelon and trying to make ends meet. “You are too slow,” he murmured. “Customers are waiting and you are waddling around like...” He stopp
Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine! She Really Left
ALEXANDER: The room was quiet when I pushed the door open. Weird. Usually, Harper heard me before I even stepped inside. She always appeared in the living room with that soft smile on her face like she had spent the whole evening waiting for me to come home. Three years and she never missed a s
Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine! Goodbye, Ex. Hello, Stranger
HARPER: I didn’t cry when Alexander left. Which was shocking, honestly. I used to cry over everything. Sad movie? Cry. Burnt toast? Cry. Alexander ignoring me for three days? Cry, cry, cry like my life depended on it. But that day? Nothing. I just stood there. The marble floor was cold
Dear Ex-Husband, Your Heirs Are Mine! Divorced
HARPER: My plan? Cook one last meal for Alexander as Mrs. Banks and then give him the divorce papers. I had wanted that title for a reason… and not just because it sounded good. Until I woke up from my phone buzzing. My love. It was a voice note. At first, I thought it was just him apologizing
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