You are Screwed, Ex-Husband!

Chapter 1Emily Monroe“Pick the phone, please, Josh,” My fingers tapped subconsciously against the table, while holding my phone with my right hand, my eyes glued to the screen as I dialed his number again. For the seventeenth time, actually.And yet again, the call rang until it ended with a beep, a dead silence playing after word. He didn't answer his phone.My heart raced, thumping hard against my ribcage, and with every single thump louder and heavier than the previous one.It was our third anniversary today, and here I was, waiting in the middle of the night for my husband to come home to me, yet there was no sign of him, and worse still, he wasn't taking my calls.My eyes dropped to the gold-plated Rolex wrist watch lying neatly inside the gift box on the table. Beside it were the delicacies I had taken my time to make. His favourite meals which were now cold and untouched after hours. And finally, a bouquet of his favourite flowers. I had been looking forward to this day for m

Chapter 3 A few days later Emily Monroe “Alright… There you go,” I finally opened my eyes when I heard the stylist's voice, and the first thing I saw was my reflection in the mirror, staring right back at me, looking as beautiful as ever. My eyes glistened with tears as I slowly clenched my jaw tightly. Josh had drained me so much that I didn't realise I was still this beautiful. I barely had peace in my ex-husband's house, how could I have the zeal to look beautiful? Even when I tried to, he would always make sure he bruised my ego so badly. A knock came on the door, followed by my dad's voice, and I quickly put on a smile. I rose to my feet and went to get the door, revealing my ever handsome and young dad. He was in his late fifties, but he still looked very young as though he was in his forties. His pair of brown eyes pierced into mine, a soft smile playing on his cute face. “Everyone is waiting. Are you ready?” He held out his hand to me, and I took it, givin