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⨠Ex-Husband Forgot Ever Divorcing Me āØ
Author: Jane A.M.S.
Blurb:
āYouāre going to abort our child?!ā Maxwell Lohr's voice ripped through the night as he chased me down the rain-slicked street.
āWhy do you even care?ā I cried, tears burning my eyes. āYou already have a child with your so-called āsisterā you protected so muchāand I just signed the divorce papers!ā
āJust give birth to it! Elise and I will raise the baby.ā
The betrayal slammed into me like a freight train.
I spun and ran blindly across the road, desperate to get away from him, from everything.
I never saw the red light.
But Maxwell did.
He lunged forward, shoving me out of the way just as the car came barreling toward us.
āNO!ā My scream tore through the air right before the sickening crunch of metal and bone.
Then⦠silence.
He wakes up in a hospital bed weeks later with amnesia.
He doesnāt remember cheating with Elise, the girl his parents raised enough to be her sister.
He doesnāt remember divorcing me for her.
He doesnāt remember the betrayal that broke my heart into pieces.
But he remembers only ME.
And the love he once felt for me burns brighter than ever.
And now the man who once destroyed everything is backādesperate, tender, and refusing to let me go.
He looks at me like Iām still his wife.
Like Iām still the love of his life.
He begs for a second chance, willing to fight for me and our unborn child with everything he has.
Butā¦
Can I trust the man who once shattered me?
Or will the truth destroy us both when his memories finally return?
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ROXETTEI stepped through the grand entrance of the mansion, my body still carrying that light, relaxed feeling from the afternoon with Thea. The coffee, the cake, the shopping — it had been exactly what I needed. A few hours of normalcy, of laughing and talking without the weight of the world pressing down on me. I had even bought a few small things for the baby, simple onesies and a soft blanket that made me smile every time I thought about them. But the moment I walked inside, that peaceful bubble popped.Diana was there.She stood in the middle of the living room like she had been waiting for me, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. I looked around instinctively, relief flooding through me when I saw that Dahlia wasn’t with her. Just Diana. One person I c
ROXETTEAfter everything that had happened, all I could think about was not thinking too much. It wasn’t good for the baby. Stressing over every detail, every secret that had come to light, every complicated thread tying my life to people I barely knew… it wasn’t healthy.Not for me, and definitely not for the tiny life growing inside me. I had spent the night tossing and turning even after Chandler and I had talked things through and he had promised no more secrets. My mind kept replaying Valentino’s gentle smile, the way Chandler had tensed at the restaurant, and the heavy weight of everything he had confessed about their old friendship, the rivalry over Dahlia, and how it had all led to me. It was too much. I needed to breathe.I believed th
ROXETTEI sat there on the couch, my hands still trembling slightly in my lap as Chandler finished speaking. The weight of everything he had just told me pressed down on my chest like a heavy blanket. I had listened without interrupting, just like I promised, letting every word sink in. The old friendship with Valentino. The business alliance that made them unstoppable. The rivalry over Dahlia that destroyed it all. The jealousy that crept in from other people and other successes. The way he thought Dahlia had chosen him, only to raise Diana as his own daughter for years… only to find out she was Valentino’s. And then me—the daughter Valentino had with another woman. Chandler had known about me. He had sought me out at first for payback, for revenge against the man who had once been his closest ally. He had taken my virginity as part of that twisted plan… only for it
ROXETTEThe moment we stepped through the doors of the mansion, I couldn’t hold it in anymore. The silence in the car had been suffocating, and Chandler’s deep sighs had only made my mind race with worse and worse possibilities. I grabbed the front of his coat as soon as the door clicked shut behind us, my fingers curling tightly into the fabric. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat.“Chandler, tell me right now,” I said, my voice shaking but firm. “What was that back there? You and him, Valentino. You know each other. I could feel it. The way he tensed up when you walked in, the way you looked at him… That wasn’t just some random recognition. Explain it. Everything. I need to know what’s going on.”
ROXETTEI was so confused as we wrapped up the breakfast. My mind was spinning with everything that had just happened then the sudden shift when Chandler walked in. The way Valentino had tensed up, the way Chandler’s piercing gaze had locked onto him… it felt like there was history there. Heavy history. But I didn’t push it right away. My mother was still beaming, clearly over the moon that we were all sitting together like some kind of family reunion. I forced a small smile for her sake and stood up, giving her a quick hug.“Mom, thank you for setting this up,” I said softly, my voice steady even though my heart was racing. “I’ll call you later, okay?”She hugged me back tightly, her eyes sparkling. “Of course, darling.
ROXETTEI sat across from Valentino Atkinson at the restaurant table, my hands folded in my lap as I tried to steady my breathing. The place was quiet and elegant, with soft lighting and the smell of fresh coffee and pastries in the air. My mother sat beside him, her smile still wide and glowing like she was watching her favorite movie unfold in real time. Valentino had this gentle, patient expression on his face that made it easier to talk, even though my heart was still racing from the shock of meeting him.“So… where have you been all these years?” I asked, my voice coming out softer than I intended. I leaned forward a little, unable to hold back the flood of questions that had been building since yesterday. “I mean, my whole life, Mom always said I didn’t have a father. She never mentioned you. Not
ROXETTEThe clock on the wall had already passed 11 PM.I sat curled up on the edge of the guest bed, eyes swollen and red from hours of crying. My stomach growled once, but the thought of food made me feel sick. Anxiety had twisted my insides into knots so tight I couldnāt eat a single bite at din
ROXETTEChandlerās hands never stopped their expert massage on my breasts, kneading them with deep, rhythmic pressure that made my toes curl in the warm water. I was panting, moaning softly, completely lost in the feeling of his strong fingers working my sensitive flesh while his thick cock rested
ROXETTE Morning light filtered softly through the heavy curtains of Chandlerās private suite, casting a warm, golden glow across the silk sheets. I woke up slowly, every inch of my body deliciously sore in ways I had never experienced before.My thighs ached, my hips carried faint bruises from his
ROXETTEMy orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave. My walls spasmed violently around his cock, gushing hard, squirting around his thick shaft as my whole body convulsed. I screamed his name, back arching off the chaise, tears pouring down my face from the intensity. My pussy kept fluttering and m







