All Chapters of Leave Me, Dear Ex-husband : Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

IsabelleA surge of happiness flooded me as I woke, which showed in the way I leapt off the mattress, despite a few cranky joints.Today was going to be different. It had to be. I felt a whole lot stronger and refreshed, considering the pains and stress I went through yesterday.Yesterday, when I had returned home, I could barely lift my arms. All I did was chew a few slices of bread, take my medication, and sink into the mattress, fading into a deep sleep in seconds.I checked the time on my phone. 9.00 a.m. already?Panic set in as I rushed to get ready, hurrying through the room into the bathroom. I ran through the shower within minutes, dried my body with a towel, and raced back to the bedroom to dress for the interview today.At exactly 10 a.m., I walked into Maya's Cosmetic store, greeted by the sight of neat, tiled floors and rows of gleaming counters displaying an array of cosmetics. A shop attendant, a bright-eyed young woman with a lovely smile, stood nearby, chatting with

LilaMy black Toyota Highlander pulled over in front of the Blackwoods' Mansion. Turning off the ignition, I grabbed my Chanel handbag and stepped out of the car.Taking a mirror out of the bag, I stared at my reflection. Perfect. My make-up was done lightly. I was here to impress Jason's parents, so there was no need to over-do it. My hair was tied into a bun with a few strands pulled out in front, made into curls.A light pink gown clung to my skin, accentuating my curves and revealing the bulge of my stomach. I smiled at my expression in the mirror, satisfaction shining in my eyes. After running my hand over my head, smoothing a few strands into place, I returned the mirror to the bag. Then, I made my way into the house, my low-heeled shoe clicking on the floor.A rush of cold air swept over me from the air conditioning vents, making my skin tingle. My eyes landed on the artwork hanging on the wall beside a large flat-screen TV. A chandelier was suspended on the ceiling, casting a

Jason Dinner came to an end and the household staff began to clear the table. My father left, shooting me a sharp look as he went. I sighed and rolled my eyes. Could he take a goddamn break?Lila was still perched in her seat, whispering something into my mother's ear and they burst into a fit of laughter.My heart cracked at the sound of their laughter, a twinge of irritation rising within me. The hairs on my body stood on end as though I was the punchline to their joke. When did I become this petty?I sprang out of my chair, striding out of the room."Jason!"My mother's voice cut through the air, and I froze on the spot."We need to talk. Come with me."I spun around, facing her. A tight expression hung over her face as she stood akimbo. She lifted her eyebrow as if to say, "where did you think you were going?""Excuse me, sweetheart. Let me steal your man for a moment." She winked at Lila, a smile tugging at her lips and I cringed.She walked over to me, grabbed my hand and dragg