Semua Bab He was never my Ex Husband: Bab 1 - Bab 6

Emily~“You both should take it easy,” my mother-in-law teased with a knowing smile, her eyes twinkling.I smiled shyly, fingers fidgeting with the hem of my satin skirt. My cheeks burned. It was our wedding night, and I was floating on air.“What do you expect from newlyweds?” my father-in-law added with a chuckle. “They can’t keep their hands off each other.”Ethan tightened his hand around mine, his thumb grazing my knuckles—a gesture I’d come to recognize as his silent reassurance. “Mother, it’s our first night. Maybe you and Dad should give us some space?”They laughed and left the room, closing the door behind them.Then… silence.The soft kind, filled with everything we couldn’t say out loud.Ethan turned to me, smiling, but there was something flickering behind his eyes—something I couldn't name. “You still blush like that,” he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “Even after all these while”“We only dated for a year before our families rushed us into marriage,”

Emily~“Why are you still awake?” Ethan’s voice cut through the silence as he led Lydia into the room.I rose slowly from the couch, swallowing hard. “Ethan.” My voice wavered, but I stood my ground.He paused, glancing at me with the kind of indifference that stings more than anger.“Isn’t it disrespectful enough that you cheated on me on our anniversary, handed me a divorce, and sacked me from my job? And now—you bring your mistress into our home?” I fought to keep the tears from spilling. My hands clenched tight at my sides, trying to hold myself together. There’s only so much I can take before I break.He smirked, mockery dripping from every word. “Well, my dear wife, we’re not sleeping in your matrimonial home anymore. I came to pick up a few things. Like I said, Lydia won’t settle in until you move out. It’ll be a lot of stress for her.”I felt the words like knives twisting in my gut. She won’t settle in because it would be a stress for her—not because he respects me or my spa

Emily~I stood frozen, staring at the man who had stepped between me and Ethan. His hand gripped Ethan’s wrist, halting the slap mid-air.Ethan yanked his hand free, scowling. “And who the hell are you?” he barked.The man’s voice was calm, but it carried a weight that silenced the corridor. “She’s not yours to hurt anymore.”I watched Ethan’s eyes narrow, heat rising in his cheeks. “I asked who the hell you are!”I should’ve spoken up, said something to defuse the growing tension, but the man’s next words stole the breath from my lungs.“Someone who just put his wife in the mortuary and can’t stomach watching another man destroy a woman.”My eyes widened. The voice… the pain behind it… it clicked. He was the man I’d seen earlier, the one who had clung to the doctor, weeping, his world clearly shattered. The same man who had just lost everything—and yet here he was, shielding me.“You...” I whispered, recognizing him fully now. He looked taller than I remembered, his shoulders broad be