My Ex-husbands Want Me Back

Lucille's POV I was finally let out of the hospital, ready to reunite with my family. I glanced down at the cake on my lap, and my lips curled into a smile. The cake was for my son, he was five years old today. I had missed moments with him because of my illness, but I wasn't going to miss this one. My son and husband would be so surprised to see me. I pictured their expressions, and I chuckled softly. "We are here, Ma'am," the cab driver said, pulling me from my thoughts. The cab came to a halt, and I fished some cash from my bag before stepping out of the car. I paid the driver and glanced at my house. It looked so familiar and warm. It hadn't changed one bit. With a warm smile, I walked to the gate and once I passed through, I approached my house excitedly, but the sight that greeted me upon entering made me cold. I saw my son and my husband standing close to a cake, with someone I hadn't expected. Vanessa. My ex-best friend. She wasn't my friend anymore becaus

Lucille’s POV A scream tore from my throat as I threw the bouquet on the floor and ran down the aisle. I heard whispers and voices calling my name, but I couldn't stop. Panic gripped me and tears filled my eyes. "What is happening?" I whispered to myself, shaking uncontrollably. "I was dead." My escape ended abruptly as I bumped into something hard. I whimpered, stumbling back before looking up and freezing. Before me was Martin, my first husband, one of the wealthiest CEOs in the country. "My, my...look who's running from her own wedding," I heard a familiar voice, and turned to see Kent, my second husband, an ambitious real estate mogul. They were both staring at me with an unsettling intensity. "Why are you..." "You're looking hotter than ever," Martin whispered, trailing his fingertips on my bare shoulder. I felt chills through my body, and stepped back, clearly uncomfortable. They were at my wedding before, because they were invited by Brandon's rich parents who d

Lucille’s POV “No!” Brandon yelled. “No, Lucille… I will never let you go.” He shook his head, holding onto the edge of my bed. It was obvious he was struggling so hard not to touch me. If he did, he would definitely crush me. “By the time you get out of this bed, we are going back to the church to continue our marriage. I love you too much to let you go.” He whispered, his eyes red. He looked like he was going through a lot like a truck had run him over. He was wearing a suit, the same from their wedding. His hair was disheveled and he looked like had not gotten a shower in days. Anyone who saw him right now would think he loved me dearly but then, I could never forget how he kissed Vanessa in my past life and defended her. Out of them all, Brandon was the only one I caught in the act. Kent and Martin only presented me with divorce papers, saying they had found someone else, Vanessa. Brandon was the one who hurt me the most. I stayed married to him for five years and even ha

Lucille’s POVVanessa looked taken aback by that question and she glared at me. She started to walk closer to me threateningly, her whole presence shooting venom. “Mrs. King? I killed Mrs. King, huh? Are you trying to accuse me of the crime you committed?” She turned the question back to me. Just as I thought, she was never going to admit it so easily. Getting her to confess wasn't going to be easy. It wasn't the same as my last life. “Have you forgotten, my friend?” I smiled even though she tried to intimidate me with her venomous eyes, I stared back into them. “Forgotten what?” She looked confused. “You told me yourself… the day you pushed me to die…” I said, my eyes containing a dark chilling look. I was recounting the incident that happened in my past life.“You must be out of your mind, Lucille. Yes, I want you dead but I am not stupid enough to tell you that I killed your mother.” She snapped. “So, are you admitting to killing her?” I put words in her mouth. “Yes!” She sn

Brandon’s POVAs my body slammed on the bed and Lucille was dragged out of the hospital room by that damned man, I wanted to run after them but I held myself back. I needed to be sure I wasn't going crazy over her attitude. I loved Lucille with everything in me and I never minded the fact that she had been married twice before. Now that she found another man, I didn't want to let her go, never. I thought leaving me at the altar was the last straw but then she was already seeing someone else. I hated the idea of being cheated on but I still wanted her. Lucille showed me love even when she was broken from her past marriages. She was the first woman who didn't mind my wealth. She was broken and she needed love and I needed love too. We were two peas in a pod and now she just wanted to leave me just like that? No way! I took out my phone and made a call to my friend, Mason. On the first ring, he picked up. “Can you check on someone for me?” I asked, going straight to the point. “Ye