Alle Kapitel von Ex-husband, You Broke The Wrong Woman : Kapitel 281 – Kapitel 290

[Elena]"Is something wrong?" my mom asked for the umpteenth time since I stepped into the house.I had walked straight into the living room and collapsed on the couch like my body had given up holding itself together. It’s been over an hour. I know that because the sun has shifted, because my thoughts have circled the same poisonous drain a thousand times.But I haven’t moved."I'm okay, Mom," I mumbled for what felt like the hundredth time, lifting my phone again as my eyes locked on Owen’s text. The one I had been about to reply to before Asher opened his mouth and spewed that absolute nonsense.Yes.That’s what it is.Fucking nonsense."Did something happen with Darian's father?" she asked again, softer this time, cautious.I shook my head quickly and forced a smile onto my lips. I could feel how stiff it was, how unnatural. It didn’t reach my eyes. It probably didn’t fool her."I'm good, Mom. I promise. Nothing happened. I'm just trying to put a few things in order," I said.Her

[Owen]The moment Elena stepped into my car I knew something was wrong. This isn't my woman.Elena has never looked like this when she's with me.One of the things I love so much about her is how her face lights up whenever she sees me.But this night was different; the only thing she'd asked me was how I was doing. Not how was work, not how did my day go, not even if I ate healthy today, she never failed to ask all of that.What is going on?My hand tightened on the steering wheel as my heart thumped hard.I hope this isn’t what I think it is.Because one of the things that scares me the most is Elena waking up one day and telling me it’s over.We are not in the same social circle, that I know, but is that it? Has she realized that she's not supposed to be with someone like me?The thought alone made something twist painfully in my chest, but I bit down on my lips, trying to ground my racing heart even when it felt impossible."Are you sure you're okay?" My heart skipped as I asked

[Elena]The second my eyes shifted to my phone. Natalia's message was staring back at me.She texted to remind me on how I shouldn't mess anything up by accusing Owen.I had to pull myself back immediately and apologize to Owen, knowing I was wrong with how I spoke to him on our way here.Honestly, I don't know what exactly was wrong with me.I know Owen is innocent, I know he has nothing to do with Clara, Vienna's mother. I know all of those things Asher said were all lies, but I just couldn't control how my body was reacting.I honestly didn't want to raise my voice at him earlier or walk out on him when we got here."You're not saying anything." I chuckled as I tightened my hand on his arm, staring at his phone that he placed on the table earlier.This is exactly what I mean when I said my body was working on its own.Because I could have just stayed right in my seat, across from him, and have him make the call—but no, I wanted to be near him to make sure he's calling the right per

[Elena]"Nat, I feel so bad. I don't even know what to do; he's not replying to any of my messages." My heart squeezed painfully as I stared at the laptop sprawled open in front of me."But I told you, didn't I?" Nat scolded and my eyes snapped shut immediately.She did.She warned me. She told me not to overreact but what exactly did I do?"I told you to take it easy and do this wisely. You didn't have to make him look like a cheat or a liar, or even raise your voice at him." Nat added.I bit down on my lower lip until I almost tasted blood, my fingers raking through my hair as the look on Owen's face pushed into my head over and over.He had walked out right after he said it. I sat back inside that restaurant for almost an hour all because I couldn't face him.I just wanted him to leave.I wanted him to go so I could call a driver or find my way home.But guess who exactly was waiting for me when I walked out? Owen.Yes, he was seated right there scrolling through his phone, with hi

[Elena]The kiss wasn’t careful. It was desperate, demanding.I gasped into his mouth as Owen deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding over mine, claiming, tasting, and teasing. My hands fisted into his shirt, nails digging into the fabric, as if holding on could stop me from dissolving entirely into him. My body pressed flush to his, every curve and muscle aligning, every nerve on fire.His lips moved with an urgent heat that left me dizzy, his hands roaming my back, gripping, pulling, never letting me breathe, never letting me think. My knees weakened, my heart thundering like a drum in my chest, and I let out a shaky moan against his mouth, a sound he swallowed, responding with even more intensity.Owen’s forehead pressed to mine for the briefest second, just long enough to draw in a shaky breath before he claimed me again.I broke for air, clutching him tighter. The scent of him, the taste, the heat—it was all too much, and yet I never wanted it to end.His lips curled into a smile