All Chapters of Reclaiming My Ex Wife : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

My fingers trembled around my purse as the announcer called out the names of the best employees of the year.It was my husband Lincoln’s company’s end-of-year party, yet he was nowhere beside me.Not that I had expected him to be anyway.No one in the company knew we were married. Our wedding had been done quietly because of his late grandfather.My parents, now deceased, had been family friends with the old man. After their death when I was still a teenager, he had taken me in and raised me. And when I turned twenty-one, he requested that Lincoln marry me.Three years ago, I had thought that was the happiest news of my life.Being engaged to Lincoln had felt like a miracle. I had been in love with him for as long as I could remember, secretly wishing upon stars, praying in silence, hoping that one day he would be mine.But despite being married to him for three years, he never truly was.He made sure I never forgot that he had only married me because his grandfather willed it. A trut

I held the divorce papers I had prepared for Lincoln in my hands, standing still as I debated whether to dispose of them.Following what he had told me last night about us trying for a baby, I realized there was no need to keep something like divorce papers around anymore.I had always considered divorcing him during the course of our three-year marriage, but I never had the courage to go through with it. Two months ago, however, when Jenna returned to the country, and I began seeing how close the two of them had become, realizing that my husband was still in love with his ex, I had finally decided it was the perfect time to free myself from him.But after what he told me last night, I found it useless to proceed with that decision.I walked toward the trash can in my room, the papers trembling in my hands, and threw them inside.After that, I found myself wanting to go to Lincoln’s room.He had spoken in fragments the night before, revealing only a small part of what he intended. Now