Leave Me Alone, Ex-husband의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

Vivian’s POVAs I step into my parent’s house, a wave of nostalgia washes over me. It's been so long since I last visited that my absence was attributed to my unwavering dedication to being by George's side.The foundation of our marriage was a bet. The fear of losing him made me stay by George’s side all the time, and I rarely visited my parents in the past year. But today, circumstances have driven me away, seeking solace within the comforting walls of my childhood home.I can’t forget how George kissed Megan right in front of me. It is tearing me up. I want to escape these painful memories and relax with my parents.I raise my hand and press the doorbell.A few moments later, my mom opens the door."Vivian!" She exclaims, grinning delightfully. "Oh, darling…" She pulls me into her embrace. "After a long time. Oh, I miss you so much," she continues murmuring, patting my back.My lips curl involuntarily as I receive her love. I long for such love and care, and only my parents can giv

Vivian’s POVI wake up early in the morning, my eyes immediately drawn to George's sleeping form beside me. I can't help but admire his strikingly handsome face, a sight that never fails to captivate me. His features are a work of art, meticulously crafted by the hands of nature.His angular face possesses a rugged charm that exudes masculinity and strength. His strong and defined jawline adds a hint of intensity to his overall appearance.I'm enamored with his jaw's delicate contours as they highlight his attractive masculinity.The morning light softly bathes his face, accentuating his exquisite facial structure. It highlights the depth in his eyes, the warmth in his smile, and the lines that tell stories of his experiences. It's as if every feature has a story to tell, and I find myself lost in the enchanting tales they hold.His perfectly sculpted cheekbones, which give his face a regal quality, have mesmerized me. They create a captivating contrast, casting shadows and adding dep

I stand frozen, shocked, a gnawing fear gripping me tightly. The intensity of our earlier confrontation is now overshadowed by this unforeseen turn of events.My heart pounds in my chest as I look at Megan lying motionless on the ground, her body stained with blood. The screeching sound of the car's brakes still echoes in my ears, a reminder of the harrowing accident that just occurred.Without a moment's hesitation, I spring into action, rushing toward Megan's side.The car that hit her was about to run away. I hurry over and stop the car."Where are you running away?" I exclaim. "You hit her. Can’t you see she is injured and unconscious? Shouldn't you be humble enough to take her to the hospital and compensate her?""Hey, get off my way," he yells, glaring at me dangerously. "Or else, I will kill you."His intense gaze sends a shiver down my spine, and I instinctively step back, realizing the potential threat he poses.As he speeds away, leaving me in a state of shock, I quickly gat

Vivian’s POV…The atmosphere in the room turns tense as the sound of the shattered plate echoes through the house.George's anger is palpable; his eyes are filled with rage. He glares at me, his fists clenched tightly."Go to the police station," he says through his gritted teeth. "Report the car that hit Megan. I don't have time for this right now. I need to be with her."He turns abruptly and storms out of the room, leaving me there speechless at his outburst. I watch him leave, his figure disappearing from sight. Taking a deep breath, I gather myself and try to regain composure.I pick up a piece of the broken plate, setting it aside. With calm determination, I begin to eat my breakfast, savoring each bite despite the lingering tension in the air.The room is filled with a mixture of silence and the clinking of cutlery against the plate, the only sounds in the otherwise empty space.Later that day…I enter the police station, feeling a mix of nervousness and determination. As I app

George’s POV…I am so mad after learning that Vivian is with a man that I drive straight to the bar, my thoughts swirling within me like a tempestuous storm.My friend was waiting for me. His eyes convey both concern and curiosity. Without uttering a word, he gestures towards a nearby table where Vivian and the man in question are engrossed in conversation, oblivious to my arrival.My jaw clenches, my fists involuntarily tightening at my sides as I take in the sight before me.The man wears a smug expression, his grin stretching from ear to ear, fueling the flames of my anger. Every fiber of my being longs to lash out, confront him, and unleash my frustrations upon him. But a deeper understanding holds me back.I know from the beginning that Vivian has a crush on someone and that she has never been able to express her feelings to that man. I am acutely aware that this man may be the elusive figure who has occupied her heart and mind—the one she yearned for.While the realization bring