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NOT YOURS TO LOSE, EX-HUSBAND

Chapter 3 3

Word Count: 1172    |    Released on: 30/12/2025

nne'

auntering into the kitchen where I am bent over the stov

ght now. My body

I'm talkin

ed for wild rice with feta-stuffed bell peppers, along with gri

s back, then stops. "Don't tell me you are intentiona

ll I've heard since she got here. She is

his keys from the kitchen island. "You are just so caught

n his chest, pleading. But my skin burns when h

grew together and know basically everything about each othe

ross the space to place my hands on his chest. But he steps

entionally sabotage her meal even when you

ne. Am I doing something wro

whisper borders on frustration mixed

sed to be so healthy and now... I can't leave her like this. I have to do everything that I ca

ll take the food to he

by. I shouldn't be long, but just in case I am, keep Camill

alks out. Moving mechanically, I get the dishes ready, having to take them up

cause my hands are all full carrying two huge trays. When sh

rom my hand, and the lamb chops fall to the floor in a c

hone. She doesn't even look sick. She looks hungry instead. Her pe

here's mint sauce everywhere. And do you know how expensive it is to make thi

. If I apologize,

have been in the kitchen for almost two hours, slaving aw

oking at me like I'm delusional.

single thing in this house, including those clothes you have on. And you weren't even

s only what it is right now because of me. Reese canno

n and raw. It strikes me in the che

kes a step in my direction. "Roxanne, you seem to forget that you c

any blade and suddenly, th

landing on her face. Camilla shrieks like a teenager and grabs

s me.

just as the pain starts to fi

nds try to protect my frame, but they end up getting hurt as well. "

agony ch

he pushes away from me and plops back on the bed, suddenly screaming. Reese

my side, where I writhe

ing on tight to my stoma

her temples. "Reese, your wife hates me, and I d

ng over to her side. "What ha

ead against his chest. "I don't know what she m

to me. "Roxanne

sing anything, but doe

e bed. "You should clean this up before we get back, Roxanne. And pray

in threatens to pull me under, but I surely hear h

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“My ex-husband, Reese Beaumont, sent me divorce papers on our anniversary, five years after I walked down the aisle to join him. I signed them with a red lipstick and sent them back to him, with a short note which read: "I am not going to give you the liberty of thinking you still own me." Now, one year later, he is standing in my office, the smug look in his eyes gone, and for some reason, still wearing our wedding ring. "You're still mine, Roxanne. You didn't sign the divorce papers, and you seem to forget that you're nothing without me." A soft chuckle escape my lips, right as my fake fiancé walks in, holding our one-year-old son. The son Reese never knew I was pregnant with. "Funny," I mutter. "Because I don't remember you being in control of the game." Now, he's everywhere, showing up at my gallery and outbidding my fake fiancé at my auctions. Telling the media we are on the road to reconciliation. But I am not the same woman who cried for him one year ago. I am the woman he never expected to walk out the door. And the one he'll always regret letting go.”
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