Thin Line Between Love And Hate: Ex-Husband's Regrets

Thin Line Between Love And Hate: Ex-Husband's Regrets

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"What a surprise," Sofia cooed, eyes icy as they flicked from Alina's hair to her dress. "Didn't expect to see you here or dressed like... that." Alina's breath hitched, but she kept her voice calm. "It's a public event, Sofia." Sofia sniffed. "Some of us just expected better standards." "It's funny, really. You keep showing up where you're not wanted. You weren't even good enough as a wife, and now you are trying to seduce someone else into cleaning up your mess?" Alina stepped forward. "Don't you dare talk to me like that." "Oh? Is it not true? You're just a parasite who clings to powerful men, hoping one of them finally chooses you..." "At least l was legally married to him" she spat back, her contemptuous words cutting through the air like a knife. Sofia advanced towards Alina, pushing her hard on the chest. Barely standing firm as she clung onto a nearby chair. Sofia was going for another push. In defense she pushed Sofia, Sofia staggered far backward that she had pushed her. Sofia fell on the glossy floor clutching her belly. "Ah! My baby, why would you want to hurt my baby" while letting out hot pretentious tears. "She pushed me!" "I didn't!" Alina exclaimed in shock, it...it...it was in defense. David stepped forward, eyes blazing. "What the hell is wrong with you, Alina?!" "Do you want me so bad that you're willing to hurt my unborn child?" While raising his hand to slap Alina, Alina, not knowing what to expect closed her eyes and before David's hand could come any closer. Zane's hand caught his wrist mid-air. "Don't you dare lay your filthy hands on my woman," he growled. Silence fell. Zane's eyes were ice. David looked stunned. And Alina her eyes widened, her heart hammering. "You touch her," Zane said in a voice laced with steel, "and I'll make sure you never touch anything again." The tension cracked in the air. David who clearly wasn't really to back down, scoffed "your woman? I've been in her before you". "She was mine first". *** Alina was so in love with her husband even though deep down, she knew it was one-sided. She believed he would one day grow to love her. Her husband has always been obsessed with his childhood crush. He finally made it known when he handed her the divorce papers. That night changed a lot of things in her life, one of which was pregnancy from a total stranger. You'll not be prepared for what's coming next!!! See for yourself...

Chapter 1 The Day She Broke

David.

A name who once caused butterflies in her belly felt like thorns struck into her heart.

The only sound in the room was the soft clink of cutlery.

David was late again. It wasn't his first time but today meant a lot to them, it seems it meant a lot to one than the other.

Her phone buzzed, and her heart jumped.

David: Caught up in something, don't wait for me.

That was it. No apology. No heart. No "Happy Anniversary."

It was their third wedding anniversary.

And she was alone again.

The lights above flickered with a warm glow, casting long shadows across the table set for two. Alina sat alone at the dinner table, fingers nervously smoothing the tip of her glass cup.

One plate untouched. One candle burning low, one heart breaking quietly.

The wine glass stood untouched.

The food had gone cold. And Alina sat at the edge of the dining table, still in the red dress he once said made her look like temptation.

The silence in the house was thick, like a fog that wouldn't lift. Her eyes stayed fixed on the front door, as though sheer willpower could summon David through it even while told not to wait for him, she couldn't help herself.

Each tick of the clock felt like a hot slap across her soul that she was willing to endure.

He'll come, she told herself. He always does...eventually.

But deep down, she already knew.

He wasn't coming.

Alina checked her phone for the fifth time in the last three minutes hoping to see any other message from him.

Her hand trembled as she picked up the phone again and texted:

"Happy Anniversary Love"

In hope it'd cause him to remember if he had forgotten it was their big day.

She waited... ten minutes passed. Then fifteen.

The screen lit up with a single message:

"Don't disturb me woman, l told you I'm busy"

The dam broke.

Tears spilled without warning, hot and angry, trailing over her carefully applied makeup like shame. She'd spent hours trying to be beautiful for him tonight, worn the dress he once said made him want to devour her, cooked the meal he used to beg for.

And still, she wasn't enough.

That night she thought she could save her husband's heart and have his child.

Tracking her cycle and learning it's on the same day as her big day made her heart flush.

But everything washed down as the rain that fell outside.

She curled her arms around herself at the head of the table, alone under the romantic chandelier.

Three years ago today, she had walked down an aisle believing she was stepping into forever.

Now, she was in a cold house, wearing a red dress that made no difference, waiting for a man who had already emotionally left her months ago.

Was it always this empty? Or had she been too in love to notice?

...

The front door creaked open a little past midnight.

Alina looked up from her place on the couch, her eyes puffy and rimmed with dried mascara. Her heart thudded in her chest, a strange cocktail of hope and dread swirling in her veins.

David stepped inside, his face half-covered in the shadow. Rain clung to his coat, but there was no urgency in his stride. No apology in his expression.

"Finally," she breathed, standing to meet him. "I've been waiting for hours."

He didn't look at her.

Barely glanced at the untouched dinner table.

Didn't ask why her eyes were red. He just pulled a thin envelope from his coat pocket and set it on the glass coffee table like he was handing over a receipt.

Alina blinked. "What's that?"

"Read it," he said flatly, stepping back like the conversation was already over.

She slowly opened the envelope with trembling fingers. Her heart beat louder with every second. The moment her eyes landed on the header, she froze.

DIVORCE PETITION.

Her hands shook. "You're divorcing me?"

David exhaled like she was being too dramatic. "I don't want to do this tonight."

"Too bad, David, because you already did."

He rolled his eyes, loosening his tie with the same casual indifference he used on their second anniversary when he forgot her gift. "I'm tired, Alina."

"Tired?" she echoed, voice rising. "You're tired? I planned this night for us. I waited here, in that red dress you used to love, with your favorite wine, your favorite food and you couldn't even send more than "caught up in something, don't wait for me?"

"You're making this harder than it has to be."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Should I thank you for waiting until after dessert to throw my life away?"

His jaw tightened. "We haven't been working for a long time."

"You haven't been trying for a long time," she snapped. "You don't talk to me anymore, you don't even look at me. Am I not beautiful enough? You sleep in the guest room. You come home late and lie about where you've been!"

"I don't need to explain myself to you," David snapped, his calm mask cracking for just a second.

That one sentence, those words stabbed deeper than any silence ever could.

"You don't need to explain yourself?" she repeated, stunned. "I'm your wife!"

"Not for much longer."

The room went still. The air suddenly felt cold but heat rushed down Alina's spine.

Alina felt her breath catch in her throat. Like something inside her chest had just been ripped out by hand.

She stepped toward him. "There's someone else."

He didn't answer.

She laughed bitterly, tears threatening to fall again. "Of course there is. Is it her? Your precious Sofia? The one you said you barely talk to? The one l was told "not to worry about"?

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Thin Line Between Love And Hate: Ex-Husband's Regrets
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Chapter 1 The Day She Broke

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Chapter 2 A Night with a Stranger

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Chapter 3 His One Mistake

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Chapter 4 In the Shadows

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Chapter 5 The Dinner

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Chapter 6 Questions Without Names

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Chapter 7 Her Name Still Burns

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Chapter 8 Betrayal Has a Familiar Face

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Chapter 9 The Party

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Chapter 10 The Meeting

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Chapter 11 The Hidden Plan

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Chapter 12 The Reappearance of an Old Friend

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Chapter 13 The Hunch

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Chapter 14 The Silence

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Chapter 15 The Silence Continues

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Chapter 16 The Unexpected

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Chapter 17 The Pain She didn't See Coming

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Chapter 18 When Silence Speaks the Loudest

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Chapter 19 The Truth That Hurts

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Chapter 20 The Ache Unresolved

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Chapter 21 The Misunderstanding

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Chapter 22 Face-to-Face with the Truth

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Chapter 23 The Truth Unfolds

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Chapter 24 Unsure of What Comes Next

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Chapter 25 The Design

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Chapter 26 The Fashion show

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Chapter 27 Shadows after the fashion show

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Chapter 28 The Plan Still in Motion

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Chapter 29 The Invitation

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Chapter 30 Finding The Perfect Dress

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Chapter 31 Preparation For The Engagement Party

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Chapter 32 The Engagement Party

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Chapter 33 The Disaster

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Chapter 34 The Presence She needed

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Chapter 35 The perfect presence

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Chapter 36 Her Prince Charming

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Chapter 37 His Tender Care

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Chapter 38 Sofia's Ridicule

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Chapter 39 Peace After The Storm

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Chapter 40 Dark Tides

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