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2025-08-14 16:09:09
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Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back The Master Behind the Curtain
Lyvanne's POV… The ringing in my ears slowly faded. And for several terrifying seconds, I couldn't move, breathe, or even open my eyes. I was too afraid to think of who was shot, hoping I wasn't the one, and I was yet to feel the pain. On the contrary, I was hoping it wasn't Rovan either. Not that I was praying for any other person to be shot dead, but seeing someone who was very close to your heart lying lifeless on the floor will shatter my hope. “Ma’am!” Louis' voice finally pulled me back into reality as I was lost in thoughts, my eyes still firmly shut. My trembling eyes slowly opened, my breathing slowly picking up as well. As I finally opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Rovan, whose back was against mine.He stood several feet in front of me, one arm stretched forward. In his hand…
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back The Man from the Shadows
Lyvanne's POV… The room fell into complete silence. I couldn't take my eyes off the man seated beside Isabelle. There was something strangely familiar about his face. Not familiar enough for me to remember his name. But enough to stir memories I had buried years ago. I frowned, studying him carefully. Where had I seen him before? His unshaven face looked older than I remembered. A thin scar stretched from the corner of his eyebrow to his temple. His cold, emotionless eyes met mine for only a second before looking away. Why did he seem so familiar? I searched my memories desperately. Dark hallways… Cold concrete walls… Iron bars… Screams in the middle of the night… A pr
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back Behind Closed Doors
Lyvanne's POV… The atmosphere inside the office turned heavy. No one spoke. Everyone waited for Rovan's next command. And as expected, he didn't disappoint. His expression remained calm, but I had learned enough about him to recognize what that calm truly meant. Someone had crossed a line. “They're still under surveillance?” he asked, his gaze on Damien. “Yes, sir.” Damien gave a firm nod. “Our men have them in sight.” “Good.” Rovan nodded back, a little excitement displaying on his face. “I don't want them alerted.” Rovan slipped his hands into his pockets, his voice steady and authoritative. “They are not to escape." "Block every possible exit, but don't engage until you're certain both of them are together.” “Yes, sir.” Damien responded as he immed
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back Shadows Behind the Truth
Lyvanne's POV… The question lingered in the room long after Rovan asked it. “Who is Isabelle?” I lowered my gaze to the file resting in his hand, a bitter smile escaping my lips. “You remember her.” Rovan's brows knitted together for a brief moment before realization flickered across his face. “The woman you told me about.” I nodded slowly while staring at him now. “The day we met after I was released from prison.” “I remember.” His expression darkened after saying that. A heavy silence settled between us for as long as we could remember. Suddenly, I took a deep breath before speaking. “Isabelle Huston was once Alexander's fiancée.” My fingers intertwined tightly on my lap. “At first, I thought she simply hated me because Alexander couldn't let go of me.” I paused and let out a hollow laugh that lasted for a few seconds.
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back The Name Behind the Storm
Lyvanne's POV… The afternoon sun poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, bathing the room in warm light. The time was exactly 1:30pm, which means the day was halfway gone. Across from me, Rovan sat with a tablet in one hand while several financial reports lay scattered across the conference table. “Our expansion into the western district is progressing well,” he said, circling a figure with his pen. “But if we're aiming to become the fastest-growing corporation in the city, we have to think beyond opening more branches.” I leaned back thoughtfully, slowly biting the pen in my hand, my gaze on Rovan. “What are you suggesting?” I inquired, hoping for a better suggestion. “A logistics subsidiary,” he said with a calm voice. Instead of smiling, I found myself frowning. “We already outsource transportation.” I objected.
Dear Ex-wife, Please Come Back A Storm Silenced
Alexander's POV… The engagement announcement should have shattered me. It almost did. Every newspaper carried the same headline. The Billionaire Heiress, Lyvanne Hart, Engaged to Business Magnate Rovan Stone. Her smile beside him haunted me. She looked peaceful. A peace I had stolen from her long ago. For the first time in days, I accepted something I had refused to admit. She was gone. Not because she had stopped loving me, but because I had given her every reason to walk away, and there was nothing I could do about it. I folded the newspaper and stared blankly out of my office window. Perhaps this was my punishment. To watch the woman I loved choose a man who had never failed her. Is this what they call karma? The feeling was driving me insane as I was finding it difficult to stop thinking about Lyvanne. How can I? Is it even p
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
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 GOING TO JAIL
The doors of the cell opened. “You have a visitor.” The female officer announced to me. I didn’t say anything, just stood and followed her to the room where prisoners received guests. There was Alex waiting for me. I took the bench opposite him, the female officer gave us privacy to talk but w
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