All Chapters of My Husband's First Love Returned: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Nala Age: 26 I look down at the man kneeling before me. As whispers ring out around us, I can't help but feel embarrassed by it all. "Stand up, Mr. Winters. You're making everyone uncomfortable." As my ex-husband looks up, I see desperate tears in his eyes. "Nala, please... give me another chance. I know I've wronged you this whole time, so please... let me make this up to you." I clench my fists as I watch this pitiful man. Once upon a time, I would have taken him back. Even now, I love him with all my heart. It's something I can't help. However, I can't get weak now. I'm not alone anymore. "Why should I?" I ask him calmly. "Why do I have to bend to your whims every time? I can't do that anymore." I grit my teeth. "Just because you're the great Ivan Winters doesn't mean you can have everything you want." Ivan flinches and looks down, his body trembling. Oh, how the mighty have fallen! The great and powerful CEO can't buy me with sweet words and promises anymore, nor can he in

Ivan My day starts like any other, to the point of boredom. I ring a bell next to my bed, and a maid walks inside, pushing a cart with my breakfast. Today's meal consists of eggs Benedict, smoked salmon, and a side of fresh summer fruit. My favorite thing here, though, is the plain black coffee, which I start drinking right away. Sometimes I enjoy the simple things in life, and while I would be perfectly happy with scrambled eggs and toast, Grandmother always makes sure I get served the best. "You have to keep up a certain image, even at home," she has told me time and time again. "You're not the same filthy teenager you were when I found you. You're the CEO of a major company. You must always act like one." I try not to think about my dark past. I can never escape the nightmares of my little sister's death, but I do have some closure. Grandmother made sure to punish the bastard who killed her. As I finish eating, my butler, Robert, comes inside. "Remind me what's on today's sch

Nala "I don't know about this, Ky," I say nervously inside a fitting room. "I feel like I need a jacket or something. Or at least some leggings." I hug myself tightly. "Nonsense! I'm sure you look lovely, so come on out and let me see what it looks like," Ky calls out cheerfully, making me sigh. "You better hurry, or I might just pick out three more outfits for you to try on." I tense up. Anything but that! I quickly open the door and step out. "T-there..." I manage, hugging myself again. I feel so naked in this dress. It doesn't even reach below my upper thigh and shows too much of my back. It is a beautiful dress made with high-quality fabric and materials, but it's just not my style. I also don't like wearing so much black. I do like the lace at the bottom, but other than that, it's too much. "You look lovely!" Ky praises and starts circling me. "It's fun dressing you in all the size 0 dresses here. You're nice and petite, and it makes you gorgeous." She then pouts. "If only I

Nala "What's your favorite fruit?" Ky seems to ask randomly. "I like juicy pears myself! The Asian ones have the best scent, too. What about you?" I tilt my head curiously and think for a moment. "Cherries... I like myself a cherry limeade, after all. Remember?" Ky's eyes light up, and she nods. "Perfect! Hey, young man, come over here!" She waves to the bartender. "I'd like an Asian pear and apple margarita, and my friend here would like a cherry one with extra juice!" I tense, but before I can protest, the man nods and leaves to go make our drinks. I then nudge Ky. "What are you doing? I'm not old enough! Plus, I don't like the taste or smell of alcohol." Ky giggles and nudges me back. "Come on, loosen up! Don't forget this is our night to celebrate!" She then pouts while batting her pretty green eyes. "Can't you do this for your best friend?" I frown, feeling a pang of guilt, while the man comes back with our drinks. I wait for him to ask for our IDs, seeing it as my only way