Goodbye,my Messy Life Novels & Stories

Not what I planned. But mine. Real. Messy. Whole. Finally, impossibly mine.

Broke down over and over. This time, he didn't waver. After that, he wrote a will, transferring all his assets to me. Then he jumped from the roof of a thirty-story building. Around that same time, our research hit another breakthrough. I thought about it for two seconds—then donated all his assets to the institute, in his name. He was gone. There was no point holding on to resentment. I didn't need to carry our past with me anymore.

"Lost in your drama? Drop the sob story." Grief overflowed, and my vision swam. "Wish it was fiction." I yanked the suitcase back and bolted. Her taunt echoed. "Stay gone since you're so tough! We'll pretend you're six feet under!" I paused, wiping my tears. As they wished, I would die out there.

I meant it. However, Lucas just broke down. "I'll never be happy again... I've lost it all," he sobbed. ... I left the house to Lucas, wanting to keep nothing but the memories. Still, I wired 150 thousand dollars to Patrick's account. Not because I was soft, but because I was done with that chapter. I was financially secure, and Lucas had quit his job. I did not want any loose ends. Life got brighter from there. My college buddy and I started an outdoor club right there in town. I met folks who shared my love for the wild, and we would head out on adventures whenever we could.

"Back off! You're not what I want! My life has more to it than you! I've got my own path to follow! I'm out of here!" He checked his watch and released me, a knowing look on his face. "Right, time to wash my mom's feet." He sat back, closed his eyes, and did not bother looking at me again. "Make it quick, I'll be here waiting." I shot a harsh look at him lounging on the couch, my eyes void of any lingering affection. Ha. 'Sorry, your wait is over. Not now, not ever,' I mused. Andrew did not realize I was gone until I reached Twin Shores Lake, the boundary between our worlds. He had been out cold on the couch all night.

"Take a look at what you've done." I glanced at the screen. My name was all over the trending list. "What an ungrateful daughter! She's a doctor but heartlessly abandons her mom's life." "Does this heartless doctor even deserve to save lives?" When I clicked on the comments, they were full of scathing remarks. "Rosie Mitchell is my college classmate. Her mom once took a two-day train ride just to bring her some local specialties! Who would have thought that she'd turn out like this? No matter how good her studies are, she's just a morally corrupt beast!"

He just smiled, brushing a stray tear off my cheek the way he used to when I was a kid. “You’ve been through enough to last a lifetime. I wasn’t worried about me – I was worried about you.” I sat down next to him under the tree, the soft rustle of leaves overhead filling the silence between us. It was peaceful here. Like the world couldn’t touch us. “I’ve made a mess of everything,” I said after a while, staring out at the garden. “And I don’t even know how to fix it.” “Life doesn’t come with a manual, Ava. It’s not about never making a mess… It’s about how you clean it up. And from what I’ve heard, you’ve been fighting.”

Before I could make sense of it all, I was pulled back to his side. … When he got home, it seemed he finally remembered me. He started to send me many messages. 'What's your problem this time?' 'Can you stop being unreasonable? I'm exhausted.' 'Why can't you be more understanding? I dealt with a pregnant woman's corpse today. The baby was barely formed. I'm not in a good mood.' 'Not in a good mood?' I sneered inwardly. He destroyed his own child with his own hands. Wasn't he afraid that it would haunt him?

Hi, lovelies. I’m so grateful for the love you’ve shown “goodbye, my despicable billionaire ex,” and I really appreciate each and every single one of you. I have started uploading a new book, “billionaire’s abandoned love slave” and I need you to please show it some love and support like you showed this one. And I promise not to let you down.🩶 Also, this book is ending soon. 😭😭 As they say every good thing must have an end. But I promise to be back with a better book and to keep improving my skills for you all.🩶

She roared at him in dismay. He nods. “With or without the CEO position, I’m still rich, Hannah. I still have the money to hire people to do things for me.” He replied casually as he took another slice of lasagna. “Why don’t you read the letter while I continue eating?” He suggested. ~To my dearest friends... As I sit down to write this letter, my heart is filled with a whirlwind of emotions. I've endured too much and lost far too many… It’s sad to admit, but the time has come for me to say goodbye as I need time alone to search for my own happiness...