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2025-08-14 16:09:09
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Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back Restless
Lyvanne's POV… A few days later… That was all it took. A few days of shared lunches that somehow turned into dinner. A few evenings discussing contracts that ended with quiet conversations on his balcony overlooking the city. A few drives where neither of us felt the need to fill the silence. Somehow, Rovan had become… constant, not overwhelming, and not demanding. Just… there, steady, and reliable. The kind of person whose presence became familiar before you even realized it. Everything was moving so well. Then…he ruined everything. Or perhaps… He changed everything. I had never seen anything like it. The entire rooftop of one of the most luxurious hotels in the city had been transformed into something that looked as though it belonged in a dream. Thousands of white roses lined the marble walkway. Crystal chandeli
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back His Concern For Me
Lyvanne's POV… It was as if this moment shouldn't end. You wouldn't blame me for feeling this way, though. I have gone through hell and I needed someone who will be there for me when I need them, someone who will truly cherish me. I deserve that too… We stood quietly beside the vehicle, admiring the views of the city. Neither of us spoke. For once, the silence wasn't awkward, but peaceful, comfortable, and safe with Rovan around. His presence was everything to me at the moment. You know,” I said softly, finally breaking the long silence. “Yeah?” he responded quickly, as if he were already expecting it. “You always act like everything is your responsibility.” Letting those words, I rested my hands on my chest as I faced him. Instead of returning the stares, he looked ahead. “It is,” he replied without turning around. “No, it isn't,
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back The Promise He Never Spoke
Lyvanne's POV… After Rovan left my office, I remained standing in the same spot, staring at the door long after it had closed. His answers still echoed in my mind like a song played on repeat. ‘Technology.’ ‘Systems.’ ‘Professionals’ Every response had been smooth… rehearsed, and… incomplete. I rubbed my temple with a sigh, shaking my head at the same time. “You're hiding something,” I whispered to myself, walking back to my seat to have some rest so I could get my mind off the thought. As I pulled the chair to sit on it, a knock interrupted my thoughts. I paused, staring at the door. “Come in,” I said, patiently waiting to see who will step in. Louis, my head guard, stepped inside with his usual disciplined posture. His facial expression looked natural. “Ma'am, your vehicle is ready,”
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back Unanswered Questions
Lyvanne’s POV… The soft hum of the air conditioner filled my office as silence settled between us. Rovan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window with one hand tucked into his pocket, his broad shoulders tense beneath his tailored black suit. The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the polished floor, making the room feel warmer than it actually was. I closed the file I'd been pretending to read and leaned back in my chair. “So…” I folded my arms. “You came all the way here just to stare out my window?” A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he turned around to look at me. He sighed, walking a few inches away from the window. “I came because you're going back to your house tonight,” he stated. “Well, I usually do,” I responded with a calm voice, my hands resting on the armrest of the executive chair I was sitting on. “I don't think you should.” His e
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back The Evidence
Alexander's POV… “I would rather not involve you,” I looked at my mother. “But since you insist on knowing why…” I unlocked my phone as I bit my lower lip. “… I'll let the evidence speak for itself.” My mother stared at the phone, confusion written all over her face. “What evidence?” I met Isabelle's terrified gaze before answering. “The kind that no amount of tears can erase,” I giggled. The color drained completely from Isabelle's face as her entire body began to tremble. For the first time since my mother arrived… She stopped crying. Why? Because she finally realized… The truth was about to speak for itself. But guess what… As I scrolled through my phone, there was nothing, nothing as evidence to back up my claim about what I was about to tell my mom that Isabelle did that triggered the
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back A Mother's Doubt
Alexander's POV… I didn't have to guess who had called my mom. Only one person would run to my mother before facing the consequences of her actions. That one person is no other person than Isabella Huston, the little b!tch who followed my mom inside the house a few seconds ago. Here I am standing outside, thinking if I should follow them inside or go out there searching for Lyvanne. I was pacing up and down wondering what to do next. ‘Perhaps this is the only opportunity I have to end everything with Isabella if I expose her to my mother.’ In the end, I made up my mind… I made up my mind to put an end to all this nonsense that has been happening. The moment I entered the grand parlor, my eyes landed on the two women seated on the luxurious sofa. My mother, Jessica Saint. And beside her… Was Isabella… . Isabella Huston. She
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back You Aren't Safe
Lyvanne’s POVThe faint hum of my laptop filled the room as I clicked the power button. The screen lit up, and then—my heart stopped. A bold, red warning flashed across the screen:“Just because you survive doesn’t mean you are safe.”A cold shiver ran down my
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back It's Nothing to Be Helped by an Enemy
Lyvanne’s POVThe silence in the room was deafening, my gaze never leaving him. The atmosphere was so quiet, like a graveyard.I watched Alexander standing frozen by the door, my question still hanging heavily in the air. I was desperate to hear what he had to say.“Why did you help me?” I asked on
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back THE DIVORCE
I got home, still crying. The tears were refusing to stop pouring, my heart would not stop bleeding. I felt pain. Too much pain and none was physical. Even the cabman who had driven me home had been worried about how hard I was sobbing. He’d asked questions but I didn’t answer any. Now I was ho
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back THE HEARTBREAK
I studied my reflection in the mirror, taking note of the sage green dress I’d saved up money to buy. It was my anniversary and I wanted to surprise my husband at the office. The dress was fabulous and I knew my husband, Alexander would love it. He usually liked dresses that clung to me and showed
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