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He sounded irritated. “Let me finish.” “No, it’s okay. I guess you expect me to go back to my ex-wife too.” “I thought she had passed?” He did make it clear his ex-wife died long ago. “Yes, but maybe you want me to dig up her grave, because apparently for you, your ex-husband was alive, and now you have decided to return to him.” He was being sarcastic, and I didn’t know how to respond, as I knew how much her death still affected him. She was the reason he didn’t want to commit in the first place. That’s why it didn’t work between us.

Xander’s eyes softened, but he didn’t interrupt me, letting me pour out my heart. “Then there was my ex husband.” I laughed out a very ugly laugh. “We were perfect on paper, but there wasn't really an spark in our marriage. Foolish me was trying to convince myself that it would get good with time and that he would learn to love me more in the marriage. I also wanted the marriage to work and have a baby because I was getting old too. We had Ethan and I thought finally a breakthrough, he'd love me more because of the baby. But he didn't, I found him pants down in our home railing one of the many models he worked with.”

Shaking my head, I banish those thoughts and focus on Gabe. “That’s not all,” he began. “Seriously?” I watch as he struggles to form the words. He then runs his hands down his face before speaking. “She’s also my ex-wife.” “Come again” There was no fucking way I heard him right. “I said that she’s my ex-wife,” he repeated, this time in a lower tone. I can’t count the number of times he has managed to shock me today. I must have hit my head somewhere, because there is no fucking way Gabriel had once been married.

Synopsis Katherine McQueen's world shattered when her father borrowed from Massimo Hollingsworth, a ruthless New York billionaire who commands the fearsome Hollingsworth dynasty. When Massimo arrived to collect his due, a tragic accident left him in a coma. Desperate and cornered, Katherine was forced into a marriage she never wanted. His powerful relatives plotted his death, certain he wouldn’t survive, eager to erase her as well by throwing her out once she becomes a widow. But Massimo did survive. When he awakened, the ice in his gaze was nothing compared to the fury in his heart. He recognized Katherine as the daughter of the man who orchestrated his accident. Hatred

“No matter what you think you’ve become with that doctor. You’re still my wife. So behave and stay away from other men.” I stared up at him, chest heaving, lips tingling from the rough kiss, my heart shattering all over again. “Then why does being your wife feel like the worst punishment of my life?”

Behind him, Connor and Katie greeted me merrily, "Oh, Yvvy is here!" Miles' chauffeur, Patrick Gunn, walked in with many bags. Connor helped Katie take off her scarf before turning to Miles. "We're home now, so you should head back. You don't have to pick us up for Christmas next year. It's more lively here, and I don't like it there. Goodbye!" Miles stayed in place. He looked at me and smiled before saying, "Long time no see, Yvvy." Feeling uncomfortable, I hugged Andy. Then, I said, "It's best not to meet with your ex-wife anymore. Now that you have a family of your own, it wouldn't be good for gossip to start spreading."

“The online guy I told you about.” Her brows shot up. “The one who disappeared when you came back here?” “He suddenly reappeared,” I said, unable to stop the smile. Sophia stared at me like I’d confessed to a felony. “You mean the probably ugly guy who emotionally supported you for five years and vanished like a ghost?” I nodded, still smiling. She blinked. “Why are you smiling like that? You are married. Or did you forget? Now you’re glowing because some mystery man popped back up into your inbox after playing hide and seek with you online?”

"Take every piece of furniture. Throw them all out." Jenny scrambled to block them, panic in her eyes. "Wait! Floria, are you really divorcing? Could you give him another chance? We only want your kids, we swear." Isiah barricaded the door with our wedding portrait, his face flushed with false nobility. "Not this! This is our beautiful memory. Don't care about our past at all?"

One guy replied. I stopped in my tracks from turning around hearing the other half of the words. “He is not her husband, Sir. He is Ex-husband. She is again married to another guy.” One Madam said. “Oh! So our trustee is actually her ex-husband, and that is why they both were uncomfortable four days back in the meeting.” He said and frowned at his words. “Who are you mister?” that’s Madam asked me. “Her husband!” I replied and walked outside the college.

HAZEL: Alex and I were the typical high school sweethearts in the past. He was the hot and loving boyfriend who always made sure that every girl was jealous of our relationship. I always felt it was too good to be true because I was more of a nerd back then. Too bad, my instincts were right. He was only with me so he could prove to his ex that he could get her jealous. I was shattered on the day I found out his motive. It was also around the time that I was supposed to get married to my ex-husband. I was devastated and it affected my marriage at first.