All Chapters of Ex Wife Strikes Back: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ADELINEThe test lay face down on the glass table like it was hiding from me.I already knew what it said and still… I turned it over.One line.Again.A shaky breath left me as I stared at it, my fingers tightening around the plastic until it nearly snapped. For a second, I just stood there, begging, praying inside of me that a second line would appear out of thin air.It didn’t.Of course it didn’t. As they said, wishes weren't horses.Noah was watching me, I could feel it without even looking up.He was waiting, counting and his gaze totally judging me like he couldn't wait to hear the obvious from me.“It didn’t work.” I said finally, my voice quieter than I intended. It barely sounded like me. “It’s negative.”Silence followed and it wasn't the soft kind. It was the heavy kind that pressed against your chest until breathing felt optional.The corner of my eyes burned but I bit back down on my lips, fighting with everything in me not to let the tears roll out.I was so done with

ADELINEI blinked repeatedly.It had been four days. Two whole days since Rye sent that video and nothing.No calls..No messages.No threats. Nothing from him at all anyone who that guy well enough knew, that was unusual but that was blissful. It was a good thing he was staying away from me just I wanted.Meanwhile, Noah had been perfect.Attentive, gentle, present. You name it!!!The kind of husband I had once dreamed of.It almost felt real. Almost. It was like we were falling in love all over again.And for a moment, just a moment, I nearly believed it.“Do we really have to throw a party?” I asked, forcing a small smile. “It’s just a pregnancy.”A lie wrapped in celebration.Every smile I’d worn these past two days had been practiced, carefully shaped so no one would question it.“We’ve been waiting for this.” Noah replied easily. “Of course we’re celebrating.”Of course we are.The house no longer felt like a home.It had been transformed, soft lights, draped fabric, carefully a

NIKOLAI"Time of death?" I repeated the words slowly, my grip tightening around the doctor's coat. "Say that again."She can't be gone. She cannot be gone."I'm so sor—" The slap left my palm before I could think. My entire body was shaking.I should have taken her from Noah the moment I came back. I stood there, passive, like a fool, and now she was paying for it."She is not dead." My voice broke between a command and a plea. "Do something. Fix this."Her chest wasn't moving. I could see it from where I stood.My knees hit the floor. Tears burned down my face. I had come back for her, finally come back, and I had wasted every second pretending I didn't care."I'll give you anything." I pressed my hand against her cold arm. "Anything. Just bring her back.""Doctor!" One of the nurses spun around from the equipment. "There's a faint pulse. She's not completely gone!"The doctor moved instantly.Hope.It cracked through my ribs like something violent. I hadn't realized until that momen

Adeline "Bathroom assistance," He tilted his head to the side as he read, "Every three hours through the night.""Read that again and I will pull this IV out." I threatened immediately.Bad move. I wouldn't actually pull the IV because of this scumbag and I bet he knows that."Oh well, bad day to be a good guy. But you should really rethink the way you're talking to me, right now, Skye." He paused and then leaned in closer.“I'm your lifesaver now, you know?" I opened my mouth to say something and he cut me off immediately."Your parents were guilty, weren’t you?" I suddenly asked, shortly breaking the awkward silence that lingered between us for a second. I glared at him and held his gaze. He put down the knife and apple slowly, removing his legs that were crossed together as his demeanour changed."And you know, I never meant to call you. It was a bloody mistake. Thanks a lot though but…A mistake." I stressed, spotting my phone on the mini table beside the ward bed."You never me

NIKOLAIThe smoke from my cigarette rose up to the ceiling in lazy curls.I sat back in my chair, one ankle crossed over my knee, cigarette pinched loosely between two fingers. The office was really quiet. Very much organized, very much under control and very much mine. Just the way I wanted things to be. Just the way I wanted her to be. Mine.Today though it was not quiet enough to block out her voice.“You came here because you thought your guilt was enough to make everything go away.”I took another long drag. She thought I came because I felt guilty. I exhaled the smoke and scoffed under my breath. The mere thought of it ignited my irritation. She was pale and weak and dying and yet she still managed to construct a narrative that diminished my effort. My showing up for her meant nothing. Me saving her life, and saving her from that monster was filed under guilt.Nikolai Rye Sterling, motivated by guilt and nothing else. Well, baby, sorry to disappoint you.I wanted to fucki