Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Ex-wife, My Destination: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Daisy’s P.O.V.As the door to my room bursts open and I shift my gaze towards it, my eyes widen in horror upon seeing Luke, my husband, entering with a woman clad in a sexy outfit.“Luke, who is this woman?” I ask, my heart thumping inside my chest.He gives me a sinister smile, scaring me more. “This woman is my new toy because I’m bored with you, Daisy.”“Luke….” I stammer, tears welling up in my eyes. He can’t do this. The only thing which was giving me strength was that he was mine, my husband. He can’t just throw me away like this.The woman beside Luke giggles, twirling a lock of her hair around her finger. “Hi, sweetie,” she purrs, sending a chill down my spine. “I’m Luke’s new playmate. He said you wouldn’t mind sharing.”I feel like the floor has slipped out from beneath me. Is this some sick joke? I’m his wife.My hands tremble as I clutch the edge of the window for support. “Luke, I’m your wife.”“You were never my wife, Daisy,” he sneers, and the woman standing beside him

Luke’s P.O.V.I lose track of how long I’ve been admiring Hope. To my surprise, from the moment my eyes fall on this little bundle of joy, a beatific smile refuses to leave my face. It’s a smile that has been missing from my life for so long.Who is this girl? What is she doing to me? Why am I drawn to her? Maybe it’s because she reminds me of Daisy. Hope’s hair is exactly like hers. Whatever it is, there is something special about her that brings peace to my heart, a peace I have never felt before.But do I deserve this? Do I deserve to be happy? Does a monster like me deserve this peace?Although I know I don’t deserve these things in my life, I still want to stay with Hope.Haven’t I punished myself enough by depriving myself of all the pleasures of life? For five years, I have been running from happiness because I wanted to make myself suffer.Even though I want to punish myself until my last breath, it’s getting hard now. I’m yearning for peace and happiness. I’m longing to meet

Hope’s P.O.V.“Please, Mommy’s friend, take me to the park. Pretty please.” I bat my eyelashes at Mommy’s friend. I want to go to the park because I’m getting bored. When my mommy is not at home, I don't like to stay here.“No, Hope. You’re very naughty. Last time, you made me run after you so much. When I asked you to go home, you lay on the ground, saying that you wanted to play more. Gosh, I had to drag you. I won’t take you.”She is complaining about me—with me only. Huh! But I need to make her agree. Think something, Hope. Think something.Idea!“I’m sorry, Mommy’s friend. I will not repeat my mistake. Please forgive me.” I hold my ears, making an innocent face. She stares at me with raised eyebrows suspiciously.Just take me, and I’ll show you how sorry Hope is. Hehe. I’m mentally giggling. I know it always works on big people when small people apologise.“Aww, don’t say sorry, my baby. Fine, we will go. But promise me you won’t do anything naughty.” She picks me up in her arms,

Daisy’s P.O.V.After dropping Hope off at school, I come to the cafe I usually visit when she’s at school. I like to spend my time here when I’m not feeling alright. The owner, Eva, is a sweetheart. She is a lady around my mother’s age and treats me like her daughter. Although her husband and daughter died in a car accident, I have never seen her cry for them. She always talks about them with a smile on her face. She is the kind of woman whose presence is enough to lift your spirits.I met her shortly after I moved to Manhattan. She helped me a lot during my pregnancy, or I should say, she took care of me.Manhattan has been quite lucky for me. First, I met Ella at my job, then Eva, and then received the good news that I was carrying a baby. Now I pray this place stays lucky for me forever.I’m seriously not ready to face my dreadful past, Luke.As I settle in the corner seat and engross myself in writing, keeping all my problems aside, Eva’s sweet voice catches my attention. “Daisy,

Daisy’s P.O.V.“Hopi baby, Mommy is sorry for shouting at you. Mommy was irritated because of some work. Please have lunch.” I’ve been mollifying Hope for a few minutes, but she isn’t ready to listen to me. She’s still upset with me, and I can’t blame her. I should have controlled my temper, especially in front of her.She sits on the bed, arms folded across her chest, her face turned away from me. Her lunch sits untouched in front of her. It breaks my heart to see her like this.“Okay, don’t talk to Mommy.” I pick up the sandwich and bring it closer to her mouth. “At least have lunch. You’re Mommy’s good girl, right?”“No, Mommy.” She pushes my hand away. “Today, Hopi won’t listen to you. You shout at your Hopi. I’m super duper angry.”“I must do something.” Sighing, I murmur before coming to the kitchen to prepare her favourite chocolate shake.***I return to the room. “Who wants a yummy hot chocolate shake?” Hearing my words, Hope immediately looks at the glass in my hand with spa