All Chapters of Fake vows with my ex husband's rival : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Booker."A voice rang into the ears of the patient. Her eyes were shut, darkness clouding her perspective. She recognised the voice. It was the doctor.She had just regained consciousness and she experienced horrendous body pains. But nothing would hurt her more than the words she was about to hear.“No…” She stopped the doctor from speaking any further. It almost seemed as if her voice cracked. She riled herself up, desperately trying to ignore the pain. “No, no, no, no, no. Don’t say it. Don’t you dare say it!”She grabbed hold of the doctor's apron, gripping it as if she was looking for a fight. “Tell me she’s alright, Doc. Tell me she's fine! Tell me she's —”“I'm sorry, Madeline.” The doctor held her hand with his hands. There was nothing but sorrow in his eyes. He couldn't even look at her. His voice cracked. “I'm sorry, Madeline. We couldn't save her.”His words pierced through her soul like a dagger to the heart. Her world faded out, like she had lost everyth

MADELINE'S POVIt was finally done. It was finally over. Our two signatures registered on the divorce papers, and just like that a six year long marriage had come to an end.My lawyer insisted I take fifty percent of his wealth as per custom, but I didn't want to have any piece of him left in my possession. My dignity as a woman did not permit such a decision to be held.Max Collins Booker was now a stranger to me; the man I loved with all of me; the man whom I thought out of his love for me decided to make a baby together. I guess he was just hungry for sex.Sitting across the table from me, I could see it in his eyes. He didn't feel in the tiniest bit sad. He had no remourse. It almost seemed that he was eager to get it over with. What a despicable human being.My mind had been set. It was time to move on. – – –A month had gone by after the long and messy divorce procedures, and life in that of Madeline Carrillo was that of self reflection and recuperation. Madeline had moved back

Two Months LaterMadeline sat in her apartment, scrolling through her phone with tired eyes. The weeks after Colin’s insane “fake engagement” proposal had been a blur. She had thrown herself into work, into long nights with Chanel, into anything that would distract her from Max… and from Colin’s words that wouldn’t leave her head.Then she saw it.A post. Melissa. Smiling. Glowing. Her hand resting on her belly.The caption read: “Blessed with our little miracle. Can’t wait to meet you.”Her blood boiled in valid anger. Her vision nearly blacked out.“No… no, no, no…” She muttered. ‘Wait… why should I care… just like Channie said. Don't give a fuck… don't give a fuck.’As much as her mind tried to encourage her. She couldn't shake the feeling. Melissa. Pregnant. With Max’s child.The child she had lost.– – –Some time had passed by since the news broke to her, and suddenly, the doorbell rang.“Open up, Maddie! I brought wine!” Chanel’s voice chirped from outside.Madeline dragged her