บททั้งหมดของ Till Divorce Do Us Part: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

ALEXAI tried not to think deeply about everything that had happened in the last couple of days as I eventually began to arrange my stuff in the room that Noelle gave me.I had been sulking and gloomy ever since I moved in with her, so I hadn’t even had the energy to arrange my stuff, and thankfully, Noelle was very understanding.“You have to pick yourself up and get your life going, Alexa,” Noelle had told me before leaving to get some groceries, and that was all I needed.So after she left, I got up and began to arrange my things.As I began to arrange my clothes on the wardrobe from my boxes, nostalgia washed over me. In my hurt, I had packed literally everything, including what I had from years back. Even when I got married to Mark and moved out, I did not take them with me, so seeing them now reminded me of how I was years ago before my life changed completely.Especially seeing my old favorite flowery gown…it reminded me of when I first set my eyes on Mark Ronando and fell madl

ALEXAI thought I was going to die right there and there; not just from seeing him, but seeing him and Ivy seated so close to each other.“What…what is going on here?” I muttered, staring like a zombie, hoping that had been like one of the dreams I had been having about him.I had hoped to wake up and realize that it was all a dream, but I had been wrong.Ivy had seemed happy, and I could see her blushing stupidly.“She is back,” Ivy had simply said dully.It had been as though my presence made her bored. Well, we were never friends, so the feeling was nearly mutual. What I had wanted to know instantly was what the man of my dreams was doing in our living room, close to Ivy.I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. My throat had suddenly become dry. Air had suddenly deserted my lungs, and I feared that my knees would give way and I would embarrass myself by fainting.Mark Ronaldo wasn’t even paying much attention to me I had been paying to him. It was as though he was

ALEXAAfter we have had something to eat, Noelle dragged me to her living room, and I groaned, because I thought she wanted us to watch something on TV together.Frankly, I wasn’t in the mood for that. I haven’t even been in the mood for anything lately.“Noelle, can I just go to bed?” I asked even though it wasn’t even dark yet.“No, you can’t,” Noelle refused adamantly.Her apartment was large and comfortable; Noelle’s parents were wealthy, and because she insisted on living alone, her dad had bought her the apartment as her birthday gift. As we sat in the living room, I expected her to switch the channels to her favorite, but she didn’t.“I wanted us to discuss about you, Alexa,” Noelle said, making me surprised.“What about me? Are you about to ask me to leave?” I asked.Noelle laughed briefly and shook her head. “You know I would never do that, but you have been beating yourself up since your dad asked you to leave the house, and I have watched you soak yourself in guilt over wha

ALEXA“He what?!” Noelle’s voice was pitch high, almost bursting my eardrums. “That asshole has got some balls!” She emphasized.“Yes, he definitely has,” I admitted calmly.“And why are you so calm about it?” Noelle asked, looking at me with both shock and suspicion.“Because two mad girls cannot sail a ship, Noelle,” I simply said.I understood Noelle’s anger, and I know she would not believe that I was more upset than she was; why wouldn’t I be when I was the victim in this situation? But I decided not to even push it. This was the second divorce papers that I was sending to Mark. I never got any response for the first one which he was supposed to have signed peacefully and returned to me, so I had another one sent to him, only for us to get a message from Mark that I would have to go back to the house we both shared together for him to sign it. Noelle had been fuming dangerously, and as a result, I had to suppress my anger so that we would not bring down the roof.“He is a jerk,”

ALEXAI didn’t see the kiss coming, and so before I could away, I was already soaked in it. Mark pried my mouth open with his tongue to gain access into my mouth and I allowed him. And I kissed him right back.It felt good. It felt perfect. It felt amazing!We were married for five years, and who would have thought that Mark and I never kissed each other? I guess if people knew our names would be on the Guinness world record. Well, once, I had tried to kiss Mark when he was still sick and comatose, but it had just been a peck on the lips. When Mark recovered fully, he could barely look at me, talk more of physical intimacy. He rarely even slept in the bedroom that we shared together. As such, I had no idea that Mark Ronaldo was a great kisser and my entire body tingled at being deeply and passionately kissed by the one man I had ever truly loved.We continued to explore each other’s lips, kissing and nibbling, and then I felt Mark’s arousal on my belly. It became more intense as Mar