All Chapters of Goodbye Husband, Your Weak Wife Is Gone: Reborn : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ava: I was out of breath when I woke up that morning. I struggled to breathe, feeling as though I’d just been drowning, not sleeping. The headache I was having, that threatened to split my head in two made me disoriented. I had to place my palm on my head before I could make sense of my surroundings. This was strange. I was in my room, my old room. This was the room I’d shared with Scott after our marriage, until he convinced me to have my own space to enable me ‘concentrate’ better. A feeling of dread and irritation engulfed me right then when I remembered the different lies I’d been told, wrongly believing they had been trying to help me. They must have really thought I was such a fool, swallowing all their lies hook, line and sinker. Maybe I was, because now I knew the truth, it was almost embarrassing how glaring the lies had been. I froze. The truth… Was it possible? The thoughts, images and memories all came flooding at once. Memories of the past, finding out

Ava: Belle waltzed into the room like she owned the place, making me realize how strange our entire dynamic had been in the past. The number of times she’d barged into our bedroom, the dates she’d always somehow been a part of, the decisions in our marriage she’d been very involved in. It was almost like we were a three way couple, and I had never questioned it. I’d even been thankful to her for helping my marriage work, letting her in on the most secret details and using her horrible advice. “Ava, your movie was just phenomenal,” she said, sitting down next to Scott and transferring the mashed herbs into a glass for me. “Everyone is talking about it.” She gave me the glass but I didn’t take it. I stood there frozen as I studied her, barely even registering the words she was saying. I kept wondering how I’d been so blind to both of their tactics and how I truly believed they loved me and had my back till it was too late. I must have been under a spell, because every word, e

Ava: I pretended to go down the stairs after I left the room, but once I got to the middle of the staircase where I knew they would no longer be able to hear my footsteps, I removed my heels and tiptoed back to the front door of the room. Amelia had texted me to tell me she was close to the house, so I still had sometime left. As expected they’d begun talking about me already. I chuckled to myself. “She actually laughed in my face when I told her we’d go with her. And she rejected my herbs. She never rejects them. She actually spoke back when we told her what to do,” I heard Belle say. I smirked to myself. She was right, not only had I never rejected her herbs before, but I had never rejected anything she’d ever given me, taking her gifts as an honor from a loved friend. I made a note to get those herbs checked out later. “Why aren’t you saying anything?” She muttered, and I could hear the distress in her voice. “This is bad. Really bad.” “You don’t think I know that

Ava: The shame that engulfed me right then was enough to make me take off running. I looked down at my card, frozen, wondering how on earth it had insufficient funds when I hadn’t even spent any of the money I’d made writing, myself. I didn’t know what to do then. I couldn’t even look at the cashier. It was one thing to stand my ground and then be proven right, but this, this was just embarrassing. Why did I even ask to pay for my dress? I could have just let Amelia handle it, take her up on her offer. Now I’d just gone and embarrassed myself while trying to make some useless point. Without another word, I took my card and left, unable to take the dress because the cashier told me she had to keep unpaid dresses ‘safe’. I believed she’d just made that up to add to my shame. I could still hear her snickering as I left to join Amelia, she was clearly enjoying this. “What’s wrong?” Amelia asked as soon as she noticed my gloomy face. “I…I couldn’t pay,” I murmured, feeling

Ava: Scott saw me first and I could make out the clear anger on his face as he began to walk up to me. Neither Amelia nor the girls noticed him at first, but Belle did. She mirrored his look as her eyes found mine. I was slightly confused. I knew they’d planned to follow me, but they didn’t look like they’d just stumbled upon this. Scott was clad in a red fitting suit while Belle complimented his look with a cream colored flare dress. They looked like the perfect couple that no one would question. They must have already planned to come here long before and had never even mentioned it to me once. I imagined how many other events Scott must have gone to with Belle parading as his woman. As he stormed toward me, I crossed my arms, wondering what exactly he planned to do now. Did he really think he could drag me home in front of all these people or that I would seriously let him? “Is it just me or is there a red-faced toddler walking toward us right now?” Leila asked and des