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I Don’t Trust You
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2025-09-09 02:06:01
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Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back The Business Trip
Lyvanne's POV…The next morning…The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the space beside me.Huh? Has he gone home without saying goodbye?I blinked a few times, trying to adapt to the brightness in the room before lifting my head.Boom, there he was.Rovan sat against the headboard, dressed in a white shirt with the sleeves folded to his forearms. His laptop rested comfortably on his lap while his fingers moved effortlessly across the keyboard.I smiled to myself, knowing fully well what he was doing.Business.That man practically breathed business every morning. He works so hard as if he has nothing to his name; meanwhile, he is a trillionaire. This was only the third time he had spent the night at my place, yet every single morning had begun exactly like this. Occasionally, I ask if he sleeps at all because I can't comprehend how he stays awake watching over me
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back A Question for the Ring
Lyvanne's POV…I noticed Rovan was behaving weirdly, and I couldn't comprehend what was wrong.Yeeh, he had been smiling since I stepped out of the bathroom, but I could tell that something was wrong and he needed an explanation. Perhaps it's what he saw at the hospital, which he didn't care to ask for an explanation about, that was bothering him.No matter how hard he smiles, I know which is genuine and which is not. That's how long I have known Rovan; for the past few months we have been together.And right now, he was faking the smile, and I was playing along.Wrapping the towel properly around my body, I placed my hands on both of his cheeks, leaned closer, and placed a light kiss on his lips.After letting go of his lips, I lifted my gaze to him, hoping to say something that might help comfort his mind, my hands caring for his chin.“Rovan,” I sighed in deep relief as I conversed. “The truth is that w
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back Let's See How It Ends.
Rovan's POV…The drive back to Lyvanne's house was painfully quiet. None of us spoke, but the tension between us was noticeable.While I pretended that I was on my phone during the whole drive, she sat beside me, her eyes fixed on the passing city lights.Occasionally, I stole a glance at her, but she didn't notice. Perhaps she noticed, but she pretended as if she didn't.She looked exhausted and emotionally drained. Yet the image from the hospital refused to leave my mind.Watching how that son of a b!tch, Alexander reached for her and Lyvanne standing there was slowly killing me inside, and I was finding it challenging to keep it.Perhaps there had been a reasonable explanation. Just maybe…But my heart had begun asking questions my mind couldn't answer, and I hoped there would be a reasonable response when I asked her.Guess what was on my mind…I had already pictured her leaving me for Alex.
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back Is This Fate?
Lyvanne's POV…As I stepped out of the elevator, the familiar scent of antiseptic lingered in the hospital corridor Well, no matter how luxurious hospitals looked, they all carried the same feeling. Always cold and heavy, haunted by hope and heartbreak.I tightened my grip on the bouquet of white lilies in my hand. I had come to visit one of Rovan's elderly employees, who had undergone heart surgery the previous night. Rovan had been called away for an urgent business meeting, so I volunteered to stop by on his behalf.After spending a few minutes with the grateful old man, I quietly excused myself so I could go home and rest.As soon as I stepped out of the room, the hallway outside was unusually silent, like a graveyard.I paused and scanned the environment for a while before taking a deep breath and proceeded to the elevator.My heels clicked softly against the polished floor as I headed toward the elevator
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back Pleading for Mercy
Isabelle's POV… My knees struck the cold stone floor with a painful thud. And for the first time in years, I understood what true fear felt like. Victor lay bleeding only a few feet away, groaning with every breath, while Kelvin knelt under the firm grip of Rovan's guards. The air smelled of gunpowder and blood, and standing in the middle of it all was Lyvanne. She wasn't crying; rather, she was simply standing and staring at me as if she had seen a ghost. That expression frightened me far more than tears ever could. Why? Because I could still remember how the sound of Victor's screams echoed through the chamber, sending chills racing down my spine the moment he was shot by Rovan. The blood that pooled beneath his leg, and the sight alone was enough to make my stomach churn. The same man I believed was untouchable by anyone was lying in the pool of his blood
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back Permit Me
Lyvanne's POV… Kelvin stared at Rovan for a while as if he were trying to recall the person's name. Then, he suddenly opened his mouth to speak. “His name is Lucas,” he announced, holding no trace of a joke, “Lucas Morales.” “Lu… Lucas?” I asked to be sure of what I heard. Without any hesitation, Kelvin nodded as we stared at each other. My entire body stiffened after he confirmed my words. Who could have thought Lucas was still trying to hunt me down? Strange. “I've been Lucas Morales' fixer for years,” he explained with a straight face. “I have been working for him long before you ever went to prison.” The room fell deadly silent for a while. Then… Kelvin continued as though discussing the weather. “When you arrived in prison,” he chuckled. “I bribed several prison officers to make sure your life
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back You Have No Right to Be Here
The engine of the car hummed under my feet, but it was the silence that pressed against my chest. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this disoriented. My thoughts were scattered, struggling to piece together the events that led us here. The image of Alexander’s bloodied form kept
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back RETURN OF THE ENSTRANGED WIFE
The clicks of a camera shutter followed me as soon as the door of my vehicle opened. Being a renowned figure was a big achievement for me. It reminded me of the sweaty days and troubled nights I’d sacrificed to ensure I got back on my feet…on my own.I’d spent two years in jail for a crime I neve
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back Is He a Suspect or a Friend?
(Lyvanne’s POV)I stopped abruptly when I saw Matteo.The moment our eyes locked outside the hotel entrance, my pulse quickened. How did he know I’d be here? There was no way it was a coincidence. With Matteo, everything felt orchestrated. His approach was smooth,
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back BRUISING MY EX HUSBAND'S EGO
The atmosphere felt stifling, as if the air itself was constricting around me. My heart pounded with anxiety, our faces mere inches apart. "You seem tense. Do you miss me?" Alexander's voice sliced through the silence. I chose to ignore him, fully aware that I wanted nothing to do with someone wh
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