From Housewife To His Worst Ex-Wife

Lily POVThe words hit me like a slap across the face, harder than any of the actual slaps he had given me over the years."I want a divorce, Lily. I'm not feeling you anymore. You irritate me. Every part of you irritates me, and I don't love you anymore. I just want to be done with this relationship."Alex stood there in our living room, his hands in his pockets, looking at me like I was nothing more than a piece of furniture he was tired of seeing. The same mouth that had once whispered sweet promises to me was now delivering the cruelest words I had ever heard.My heart stopped. Actually stopped. For a moment, I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but stare at this man I had loved for seven years, married for good seven years."What?" The word came out as barely a whisper. "Alex, what are you saying?"He rolled his eyes, that familiar look of disgust crossing his face. "Don't make this harder than it needs to be, Lily. You heard me perfectly fine. I'm done. We're

Lily POVThe blood wouldn't stop. I crawled across the bedroom floor, leaving a red trail behind me, my nightgown soaked and sticking to my skin. Every movement sent sharp pain through my stomach, but I had to get help. I had to survive this.My phone was downstairs. The stairs looked impossible, but I dragged myself to them anyway, gripping the banister and pulling myself down step by step. Each step was agony. Each breath was a struggle.By the time I reached the bottom, I was dizzy and weak. I grabbed my phone with shaking hands and called for a taxi. The driver took one look at me and drove straight to the hospital emergency room."Help me," I whispered to the nurse at the front desk. "I'm bleeding."Everything happened fast after that. Nurses, doctors, bright lights, questions I could barely answer. They put me on a bed and started checking me over."Ma'am, when was your last period?" the doctor asked."I... I don't remember. Maybe six weeks ago?"The doctor looked at the other n

Lily POVI couldn't sleep that night. I lay in that beautiful bed, staring at the ceiling, Tony's words echoing in my mind like a broken record."Don't you think it's time you stopped being the victim and started being the villain?"But I wasn't a villain. I was just... me. Plain Lily Williams who fell in love with the wrong man and paid the price for it. I still loved Alex, God help me. Even after everything he'd done, some stupid part of my heart still ached for him.How pathetic was that?The next morning, I found Tony in his kitchen, drinking coffee and reading the financial news on his tablet. He looked up when I walked in, his dark eyes studying my face."You look like hell," he said bluntly."Thanks. You really know how to make a girl feel better."He poured me a cup of coffee without asking. "Did you think about my offer?"I wrapped my hands around the warm mug, needing something to hold onto. "I did. All night.""And?""It's insane. You're asking me to marry a complete strang

Lily POV) My heart pounded as I stepped into the ballroom, the chandeliers casting light that made my black gown shimmer with dimming light. I felt like a fraud, dressed up as Tony Stark’s wife, when all I could hear was Alex’s voice in my head: You’re nothing, Lily. Pathetic. Seven years of his words cut deep, and now I was surrounded by rich people who’d see right through me. My hands shook, clutching my clutch too tight. “Lily, you’ve got this,” Tony said, his voice low and steady. His hand rested on my lower back, warm and firm, sending a spark through me that I didn’t expect. It felt safe, but dangerous too, like I was stepping into something I couldn’t control. “I don’t belong here,” I whispered, scanning the crowd. Men in tuxes, women in glittering dresses, all laughing and sipping champagne. “They’ll know I’m faking it, it's all written all over me.” “They’ll see what we show them,” Tony said, his dark eyes locking on mine. “A strong, beautiful woman. My wife. Head up, smi

(Lily POV) My hands shook as I clutched the note from Sarah, its words burned into my brain: He’s lying to you, just like Alex did. What is the message really about? Everything is just confusing right now and I can't seem to get my mind off it because it is categorically occupied. I sat in Tony’s mansion, the silence heavy, my heart racing. Was Tony playing me? His kindness, his steady hand at the gala, was it all a lie? Alex’s voice echoed in my head: You’re nothing, Lily. I wanted to trust Tony, but doubt clawed at me. I don't know whom to trust again. “Lily?” Tony’s voice broke through. He stood in the doorway, his dark eyes soft but worried. “You’ve been quiet all morning. What’s wrong?” I shoved the note deeper into my pocket, my throat tight. “Nothing,” I lied, forcing a smile. “Just… tired.” He frowned, stepping closer. “Don’t do that. Don’t shut me out.” His words hit hard, and I looked away, my chest aching. I wanted to tell him about the note, to demand the truth,