All Chapters of DEAR EX HUSBAND, YOU LOVED ME TOO LATE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ANIKA’S POV“I’m on my way Anika, stay safe until I get there.”I nodded even though he couldn’t see me. My fingers tightened around my phone like it was the only thing grounding me right now. “I can’t wait Liam,” I said softly, and then I hung up.For a moment, I just stood there in the middle of the room, staring at nothing.This was it.No more second-guessing. No more waiting. No more hoping for something that would never come.I exhaled slowly, then turned toward my wardrobe and got to work.I packed everything that was mine.Clothes. Shoes. The little things I had bought for myself over the years. The things that still felt like me.Everything Simon had ever given me?I left it behind.Every single piece of it.The dresses. The jewelry. The little trinkets he threw at me like scraps whenever he felt like it.To me, they were already tainted.I didn’t want anything that had his name attached to it.Not anymore.My movements were fast, almost mechanical. If I slowed down, even for

ANIKA’S POVI saw how wide Simon’s eyes were as they bounced between both Bree and I.For a moment, it almost looked like he was… conflicted.Almost.But when his gaze landed on Bree, everything else faded. It was the way his eyes lingered on her, the way worry flashed across his face like a reflex he couldn’t control.I nearly scoffed.Of course.If worse came to worse… I already knew for sure who he was going to choose.I had no single faith in Simon Joseph Smith.Not a single one.That man had already proven time and time again that he could care less about me. To him, I was just the woman who made him to marry me, when he only cared about my sister the entire time.Beside me, Bree was already crying.“Simon, please… I am really scared,” she wailed, her voice trembling, her entire body shaking like she was on the verge of collapsing.Simon’s attention snapped fully to her.“I will make sure you are safe, Bree. Just hang on,” he said quickly, his tone soft, reassuring… almost despera

ANIKA’S POV“Open your eyes, angel… please, Anika, open your eyes.”That voice…It was achingly familiar. My eyelids fluttered, but every nerve in my body screamed in pain. Every inch of me hurt like I’d been torn apart and thrown from the highest cliff imaginable, which, in a cruel twist of irony, was exactly what had happened.I was quite literally thrown off from a high uncompleted building because my own husband did not see my life as worth jack shit… I mean I was here lying in a pool of my own blood wasn’t I?“Liam?”No. That couldn’t be. Maybe I was dead and this was some sick version of judgment, some cruel limbo I had stumbled into. The fact that I could see a helper so close to me, and yet there was nothing that I could do to reach towards such help.That would really suck.“It’s me, Anika. Just hang on a little longer… the ambulance is on its way.”“You came…” My voice was little more than a whisper, fragile and cracked.“Shhhhh, angel. Don’t waste your strength… fuck, this

ANIKA’S POVYou have got to be kidding me.I swear to the heavens, I only wanted to watch TV and this is the first thing that I see?‘Billionaire Tycoon Mr. Simon Smith was seen causing a scene at the burial of his late wife… Sources say that Mr. Simon had hidden the existence of his wife for four years, introducing her to the world as simply a Secretary… he even went as far as claiming her sister as his fiancé. Such disgraceful….’I tuned out the rest of the words that where coming out of the television… this was unnecessary.I mean there were more things going on in this world that needed the attention of the journalists. I’m talking global warming, increase in fuel prices, literally anything, but yet, the only thing that was worthy to be deemed breaking news was the fact that I used to be married to Simon and I was supposedly dead.To be fair I was alive and breathing, thanks to William but I was dead to Simon ever since he chose me to be thrown over that building, choosing my very

LIAM’S POV“Hi, Angel.”I said it softly, and she looked up from her sketchbook.“Hey.”Anika had that soft smile on her face. The same one that always managed to take my breath away without her even trying.How long have I loved her?Four years? Six years? Ten?It didn’t even matter anymore. Because even if I had to wait for eternity just to have her in my arms, I would have. She was the only one for me.Right from the moment she saved me from those bullies years ago, she had my heart.And now that she was here… in my city… in my space…I was going to give her the world.“Is anything the matter?” she asked.I blinked slightly. I must have spaced out.I walked further into the room, closing the distance between us. “What are you doing?”She snapped her sketchbook shut before I could even get a glimpse.“Hey, no peeking,” she said.I raised my hands in mock surrender. “Alright, you win.”She sighed, shaking her head. “I told you, Liam… when I am ready with the finished work, you will b