Semua Bab A Repentant Ex-Husband: Come Back To Me, My Love: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Natalia did not succumb to asthma, but to the invisible dagger of betrayal. Simão chose Isabela, the sister who had slandered her, and with a cruel gesture took away the one breath she needed. In the icy echo of “Let’s get a divorce!” Natalia realized that love had died and that freedom was her only inheritance.She stood up, leaving behind a shattered past and a man who, sooner or later, would waste ninety-nine pleas into a void to which she would never return.*~*~*Natalia stared at the horrific scene unfolding before her eyes, unable to believe what she was seeing.Isabella had slammed her nose against the wall, and a powerful stream of blood had gushed out, reaching the floor, just as Simón Cáceres walked into the room.They’d had an argument, and Isabella, hearing Simón’s voice, decided to play the victim in front of him, as she always did.“What the hell did you do?” he unleashed his rage on her, pinning her against the wall and gripping her neck. “You cruel, heartless woman. D

Natalia listened to the laughter and murmurs coming from the living room. It seemed incredible to her that, after everything that had just happened, there was something to celebrate. She walked slowly down the stairs, still carrying the weight of humiliation, but feeling a growing sense of determination.When she arrived, she saw Simón’s mother and Aunt Cristina, both surrounding Isabella with beaming smiles, as if they had welcomed a movie star.They were all laughing and chatting happily, but when they noticed Natalia’s presence, their smiles vanished instantly.“Look who decided to show up,” said Simón’s mother with a venomous smile. “The shameless Natalia.”“I’m not the shameless one here,” Natalia replied, her voice trembling but firm. “It’s that woman,” she pointed at Isabella, “my husband’s mistress. How can you have her here as if she were a guest of honor?”Simón’s mother snorted, crossing her arms while his aunt nodded with a stern expression.“You’re the only shameless one

Simón raised an eyebrow, looking at Natalia with a mixture of disdain and mockery. The silence between them was thick, heavy with unspoken resentment. “You’ve got a knack even for faking dignity,” he snapped, his gaze sweeping over her from head to toe.The words hit her like an unexpected blow, but Natalia barely flinched. She was sick of those cruel games. She kept her gaze steady, refusing to show him how much his comments affected her.“Think what you will, Simón,” she replied coldly, her voice firm but weary. It wasn’t worth arguing any further. She had decided not to remain tied to that toxicity.Without waiting for his reaction, she turned away, walking away from him with her body tense.The luxury car was waiting for her at the entrance, with the driver Roger at the wheel, starting the engine in the cold of the night. Natalia walked down the stairs with her head held high and heavy suitcases in each hand, as if they carried the weight of the past few years. When she saw t

Night was falling over the city, and the restaurant’s lights shone with a deceptive warmth.Natalia sat down at one of the tables by the window, while the cool air drifted in through the glass, contrasting with the emotional turmoil consuming her.When Delia arrived, she hugged her so tightly that Natalia felt she might break. It was a hug that spoke louder than a thousand words, a refuge in the midst of the storm.“I’m not going to ask if you’re okay,” Delia said, stepping back to look Natalia in the eyes. “I can tell you’re tired.”Natalia gave a sad smile and let out a sigh.“I’m emotionally exhausted. But I’ll get through this soon,” she replied, searching her words for the conviction she lacked.Delia, always the more persuasive one, sat down across from her and rested her elbows on the table, leaning in a little.“How about we have a drink?” she suggested, as if alcohol could wash away all her friend’s troubles. You need to relax and have some fun.Natalia shook her head, her ga

Isabella watched as the paramedics loaded Natalia into the ambulance with the same look of boredom she’d been directing at her sister for years.She crossed her arms, sighing in exasperation, while Delia finished giving instructions for Natalia to be taken to the hospital.“Natalia always likes to draw attention to herself,” she muttered, not caring if anyone heard her.The coldness in her tone echoed in the uncomfortable silence left behind when the ambulance siren fell silent.Simon, who had been watching everything from a distance, stood up from the chair he was sitting in, as if something inside him were pushing him to follow the ambulance.Isabella, noticing his movement, raised an eyebrow and stopped him with a look.“Where are you going?” she asked listlessly, as if she didn’t expect an answer.Simon pointed toward the ambulance, which was beginning to slowly drive away down the street.“Aren’t you going to go with your sister?” he asked, his voice heavy with a concern that too