Lahat ng Kabanata ng DEAR EX-HUSBAND, YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ME BACK: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Lucas's povThe phone felt heavy in my hand, my fingers clenching it tighter than necessary. The moment the words left my mouth, I almost wished I could take them back."Let's get married."There was a long pause on the other end of the line. I could hear Amelia's breath hitch before she exhaled shakily. Then, in a voice laced with disbelief and hesitant excitement, she asked, "Lucas, are you serious?"I swallowed, my throat dry. "Yeah. I'm serious."Another pause. Then a soft, almost disbelieving laugh. "I... I didn’t think you’d actually—""Don't overthink it, Amelia." My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn't help it. "I'm doing this for the baby."Silence. Then, finally, a quiet, "Okay."I didn't wait for her to say anything else. I ended the call and let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. My head fell back against the couch, exhaustion weighing me down like a ton of bricks.Before I could even process what I’d just done, I heard footsteps approaching. A

Olivia's pov My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dim light filtering through the curtains. A dull ache settled in my limbs, a reminder of the sex we had few hours ago, the desperation, and the fleeting escape I had sought in Austin's arms.I turned my head slightly, expecting to see him beside me, but the bed was empty. The warmth that had once surrounded me was now replaced with a quiet stillness. My fingers traced the spot where he had been, the indent of his body still visible on the mattress.A sigh escaped my lips as I rolled onto my back, staring at the ceiling. A part of me wanted to revel in the intimacy we had shared, to find solace in the way he had held me afterward, murmuring sweet words against my skin. But another part—the more honest part—knew why I had done it.I had wanted to erase the ghost of Lucas from my mind, to replace his presence with someone else's touch. But now, in the aftermath, the weight of my actions settled heavily on my chest.I pressed a hand

Olivia's pov I hesitated before stepping outside. Breeze wrapped around me as I looked toward Austin, who stood just in front of our lodge, staring out at the endless ocean and the beach. His posture was tense, his arms crossed over his chest, and the way his fingers tapped against his bicep told me his mind was restless.I took a slow breath, trying to shake off the feeling that I was intruding. But it was Austin—my husband. I shouldn’t have to second-guess whether I could approach him or not. Yet, the moment between us felt fragile, as if one wrong step would cause a crack to deepen.Gathering my courage, I walked closer and gently patted his back before offering him a small smile. "What's wrong?" I asked, my voice softer than I intended.Austin barely turned his head. "Nothing."I frowned. His response was too quick, too dismissive. I studied his face, the way his jaw clenched, the way his brows were slightly furrowed even as he tried to keep a neutral expression. I wasn’t convin

Lucas's PovI stared at Amelia for a moment, letting her accusation settle in the air between us. Then, unexpectedly, laughter bubbled out of me. It wasn’t amusement—it was disbelief, irritation, and maybe even a bit of exhaustion.“So you think I would kill Ryan just to have Olivia marry another man?” I scoffed, shaking my head. “That’s your grand theory?”Amelia’s lips pressed into a thin line, her jaw tightening. “I really pity the poor baby inside you,” I added, my voice laced with cold sarcasm. “Hopefully, my genetics will be more dominant.”Her nostrils flared as she took a sharp breath, her fingers clenching at her sides. “Don’t you dare insult me, Lucas. You didn’t think I was dumb when you were reaching ecstasy on my body.”I winced, not at her words, but at the sheer venom behind them.“For heaven’s sake, who knows if you killed him without even thinking? Only for Olivia to disappoint you and tell you she wasn’t interested in a cheater.” Her voice rose, her anger like a wild

Olivia's PovI stepped out of my car, the cool evening air brushing against my skin, but it did nothing to calm the irritation bubbling inside me. Just as Lucas had warned, there she was—Amelia, parked right in front of my place like she owned the street. Her sleek black SUV gleamed under the streetlights, a stark contrast to the chaos she always seemed to bring with her. I rolled my eyes, the gesture almost instinctive now whenever her name crossed my mind. She was a thorn in my side, a reminder of everything that had gone wrong, and yet here she was, daring to show up at my doorstep.“I could call the police on you, you know,” I said, my voice sharp as I slammed the car door behind me. My heels clicked against the pavement, each step fueled by a mix of frustration and exhaustion. Amelia leaned against her car, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips that made my blood boil. She flipped her hair back, her eyes glinting with that same malicious confidence she always carried. “Then