My Ex-husband Returns

CHAPTER 1

I hated parties but this particular party was a special one.

One that I had worked so hard for to get here, one that I had willingly prepared myself for for years.

“Are you excited?”

Danny, my best friend asked beside me, his eyes glinting with mischief.

I glanced at him, assessing his perfect face and grinned.

“I am, I really am.” I replied with a slight smile.

It wasn't a lie, I was excited to be here but I was also sad.

I could not believe how much things had changed in my life. Just two years ago, I was fighting for my life and my will to live after losing my beautiful angel and now I was in the middle of an award night for businessmen and women. I had gone from waitress to a successful business woman and I was grateful for my opportunity but also my heart ached for what I had to lose to get here.

I was a business owner, a successful one at that. I had somehow taken my grief and had made it into something more, something I was meant to be all along.

I was in the middle of wealth like I had always wanted to be and I was proud of myself for not giving up and for not slitting my wrist like I had wanted to.

I was grateful for Danny, for being there for me even though he had no idea who I was when everything went down but had stuck to me like glue and had made it his personal business to save me.

I owed him everything now that I thought about. He'd believed in my idea and had given me everything I wanted. He wasn't just an amazing friend. He was an amazing husband.

“I'm glad you are,” he said and pecked my cheeks. His phone lit up and he momentarily looked down at his phone.

I looked away, trying as much as possible to be happy and giddy but I couldn't find it in me.

Today would have been her sixth year birthday. It still hurts just thinking about the fact that I'd never see her again.

My chest was still tight and it felt like just yesterday that I had been holding her lifeless body, my little angel's lifeless body.

My chest tightened as it usually did when I thought about my late daughter and my breath ceased.

I tried to breathe in and out to relax my lungs as my therapist said and it worked after a while.

Danny was oblivious to my current state and I wanted it that way. I didn't want to burden him anymore than I had.

Tonight was also a big night for him too although he was more used to this than I was. I didn't care about winning an award. I was content with just being invited but if I was to win knez it was definitely going to Danny.

The hall was noisy, filled with aristocrats and business men and women from all over the world dressed in suits and cocktail gowns. Most of them were old men and women and a few of them were my age.

It still felt like a dream like any moment from now, I'd wake up from a three year long nap with a concussion.

“Hello, Miss Megan Luthur, do you mind if we do a quick interview before the event starts.” A reporter said behind me.

I looked over at Danny to check with him whether it was a good idea and he nodded

“So, Mrs Luthor. We've been hearing about your accomplishments lately. We would like to know how it feels to be here?” The interviewer asked.

“Great. I feel welcomed here.” I answered, just like Danny had prepped me to weeks ago.

I continued to answer his questions with relative ease, hoping he'd finally leave.

“And lastly, how does it feel to be here without your late daughter?”

I froze in place, staring uncomfortably at the reporter. All of the psi I had hidden so well, came rushing down to the surface and felt like puking.

“Get out!” I heard Danny's voice from behind me.

“I…”

“I said get out before I throw you out!” Danny's voice echoed. The reporter apologized quickly and scurried away.

His hands steadied me and turned me around.

“Hey, you okay, breathe in and out.”

He said to me and I did as he told me.

A huge sigh escaped my lips and I was finally able to move.

“Thank you,” I said to Danny who just nodded and kissed my forehead.

“I'm going to deal with that reporter, How could he be so dense!”

Just then the announcer began to speak.

“You are all welcome to the annual business award. Please settle down as we commence.”

Danny guided me to sit down while he joined me, stroking my hands as he tried to calm me down.

Soon enough, I was feeling better.

The event started and I soon forgot about everything that was bothering me as I focused on the events.

Different artists from all over the world were brought to perform, and two commendians came to entertain us.

It was fun and it brought a smile and laughter to my face.

Finally, after hours of entertainment, the host announced that it was time to give out the awards.

“These are the nominees for best blogger of the year, Josephine Langford, Rita Hayworth, Billie marten, Gato Chandelier and Andrew Garage.”

“And the winner of the best blogger of the year goes to Josephine Langford!!!”

The crowd clapped as Josephine walked up stage and took the awards.

I watched as they called awards after awards, and I was nominated for three categories. Someone else had one over me.

“These are the nominees for best new business and entrepreneur of the year, Martin Joseph, Carlos Germany, Peter Darin, Sally Martin, Maya Antic and Megan Luthur.” the female host said, a smile on her face. “And the award for Entrepreneur of the year and best new business goes to…”

There was a moment of silence as everyone waited with baited breath to see who was the winner.

“And the winner of the award goes to,” the host said again to inspire more suspense, I guessed.

“Meagan Luthur!”

At first I didn't realize it was me until Danny stood up and pulled me up, he kissed and hugged me.

“I'm so proud of you, him,” he smiled.

A huge grin spread across my face as I strolled to the podium.

My heart was beating against my chest.

I won?

I couldn't believe it but as I walked closer and closer to the podium, it started to sink in just how significant this was.

Everything I had worked for the past two and a half years had led up to this and I was happy.

“Thank you,” I said,my heart racing as I took the award from the host.

“I just want to thank my best friend and husband for believing in me, Danny Luther. You are the absolute best. He was there when I was at my lowest and well, I wouldn't know what to do without him. I love you, Danny and…” I trailed off when I saw someone familiar walk in. Black hair, angular face and a straight nose. It was him.

My stomach fell and I felt like I was looking at a ghost.

Darrell, my ex-husband. What the hell was he doing here?