Todos os capítulos de Dear Ex Husband, Your Best Friend Worships Me Now.: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 16

MARISSA'S POV.I stared at the car with my hand on my chest, gulping as I tried to understand what was going on. Why would Lucas be stalking me? We were divorced now, he had absolutely no right to be lurking around my home. The first thing I wanted to do was march downstairs and confront him, but before I could make a move, he drove off. He must have noticed me staring at him from the window. Sighing, I squeezed my palms together and slowly backed away from the window. I couldn't stop thinking about it, why would he be sitting outside my house like that? Had he been there all night? Because it was just seven in the morning, way too early. “Lucas is insane, honestly.” I shook my head, making my way into the bathroom. He might be an asshole, but I forced myself to believe that he wasn't going to hurt me. He had cheated, but he wouldn't physically hurt me right?I freshened up and decided to forget about it. Perhaps he just wanted to make sure that I was living in poverty like he had

MARISSA'S POV.“Yes? You called.” Kade was already on his way out of the kitchen when I ran into him at the door, my phone still in my hand. I offered my brightest smile, then grabbed his hand and led him back into the kitchen. “I wanted a picture of this moment.” I answered and motioned to the pan on the stove. He shook his head, letting out a chuckle and then continued with the cooking. Turning the camera, I leaned towards him, close enough that anyone who saw the photo would think that something was going on between us. I tapped his shoulder, and as soon as he looked up and saw the camera, a charming smile spread across his face and I tapped on the screen, taking the photo immediately. “Look at that.” I sighed, staring at the photo— staring at him, for longer than I should have. Maybe it was the way he looked with that butter knife in his hand and that green apron on top his white shirt. “I guess you were right about men looking hotter when they're cooking.” That made him lau

MARISSA'S POV.“Hello, Lana.” I tried to sound as polite as possible, even though my blood pressure was getting higher with every second I stood there looking at her face. I had avoided her on purpose these past few weeks. I was afraid of what I would do when I came face to face with the woman who chose to destroy my home instead of protecting hers. The woman who my ex husband supported her career while brushing my own potentials under the carpet. Lana's eyes ran over my body once again, then she shook her head and sighed, like there was something appalling about the way I looked. “You look horrible, Marissa. This divorce is definitely doing a number on you, all because you couldn't keep your nose out of other people's business.” Was she being serious?“I didn't have a problem with Lucas being married to you,” she continued. “You could have stayed, you could have avoided this miserable life, but you chose self respect over wealth. Who the fuck does that?” She threw her head back,