All Chapters of My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back After Two Years Of Divorce : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Nicole. I have done nothing wrong while being married to him, I have stayed faithful and tried to win his trust and love even while knowing it was a dead end. Everyone thinks I married him because I wanted his money because I wanted him to help my father. It was never that and would never be that. Jackson remained silent after hearing me say that, I let out a huff and picked the nightdress I had finally seen after searching for ages. I walked past him only to have him follow me, “You won’t make it out there without me Nicole. You have no money and I’m sure your father won’t be too happy knowing you’re trying to divorce me.” I ignored him as I walked out of the room. I know what he’s talking about because I have witnessed that first hand just now, my dad probably hates me now after hearing me say that. I took the farthest guest room and didn’t fail to lock the door behind me, I wouldn’t want him to come in even though I feel like leaving the door open. I took in a deep breath as

Jackson. I gently carried Laura to my room and placed her on the bed. She hasn’t stopped crying even after I have picked her up from the floor. My eyes centered on her face and I frowned seeing the red mark there, that must be painful. I ground my teeth stopping myself from not going out there to meet Nicole. She doesn’t have the right to raise her hand on Laura, what if she had got hurt in the process? What if she’d lost the child—our child? “I’m sorry,” I was pulled from my thoughts and looked at her. My eyebrows dipped as I wondered why she was apologizing when she did nothing wrong. “I didn’t mean to say bad things to her, I just wanted her to accept our baby,” she sniffed as her hand cradled her still-flat stomach. My heart squeezed as I looked at her. I knew Laura from the beginning and one thing I can be sure of is that she wouldn’t do anything to hurt someone else. “It’s fine. I should be the one apologizing for Nicole’s behavior, she wasn’t like this before. I

Nicole. This morning I got a text from Nancy saying that the papers were ready and I should come pick them up if I wanted to or they would be delivered to my house. I chose the formal, I would hate spending the rest of my day in this house. I left that morning without telling anyone, for a moment I was scared of leaving the house—I hadn’t done this before, leave without letting Jackson or his mother know about my whereabouts. It felt exhilarating leaving the house without anyone’s permission and I just couldn’t wait to do this more often. I picked up the papers from Nancy’s office while she tried to make me change my mind again before leaving. I heard what his mother said before going inside when I was back but acted like I didn't since I wasn't going to be her daughter-in-law again like she'd always wanted. I didn't bother calling her her desired name, I went upstairs to the room feeling a bit confident. ‘I can do this.’ I kept on chanting in my head again and again as I pic

Jackson. I have never been this angry in my entire life, I barged out of the room angrily with the intent of hitting something. I hate this. I hate the way I’m feeling. I shouldn’t feel this way—like someone was trying to take something important away from me. I should feel happy knowing she wouldn’t be an obstacle between Laura and me again. I should be happy she was ending this instead of trying to stay but no, I feel the total opposite and I fucking hate it. I hit the gym room to blow out some steam, I don’t think I can talk with anyone now without leashing out on the person. I spent the whole day in the gym trying to take out my anger on the heavy bag, which didn’t help me in any way. I try to think of something else other than Nicole currently packing her things from our room. It’s impossible to think of something else when I’m this worked up, I try thinking of Laura and our baby and everything good that will happen to us now Nicole is leaving but still can’t. It felt like

Nicole. I left the dining room after causing the drama that I knew would last for a long time before everyone would go to bed. Like usual I went to my now temporary room, ready for bed. I believe I have been too stressed out these past few days and need some rest even if it wasn’t for me I should do that for the baby. I took the dress off and stared at myself in the full-length mirror and the only thing I could see was myself. I looked beautiful. My hips were big but not too big as Laura's but overall I looked sexy, my stomach was still flat and it wasn’t that bloated like Jackson says. I looked pretty, my hair and face were on point and I love myself. I love what I was staring at and I wouldn’t let any man make me feel so unsexy. I threw on a big T-shirt I bought while shopping and went straight to bed. My eyes were about to close when my phone beside me started ringing, I cursed out quietly at the person calling so late. My brows furrowed when I saw who the caller was.