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NOT YOURS TO LOSE, EX-HUSBAND

Chapter 4 4

Word Count: 1133    |    Released on: 30/12/2025

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an five minutes. Yet, I am still on t

taring at the mess on the floor? What would my husband do when he returns? W

the door with my palms,

of blood

t has wrapped itself around me, but something keeps me pushing. I don't know what

ks like a lot of getting there while crawling. B

allway, kicking me until I am gasping for breath. Tea

n getting into my bedroom. After what feels like forever, I fina

phone against my ear after dialling the o

hould be asleep by now, but his voice sounds so alert. "Roxanne, are

to stop myself. "There's .

s before saying, "I'll be there as fa

ing the call, I lay my head on the rug and succumb t

ng in the background and the sickening smell of antiseptic in the a

ry to sit up. Everythin

strong, warm hands pushing me back into the bed. "You only j

per, closing my eyes. "Ca

ust as I hear the door. "Y

There is another person in the room, the one who spoke to me when I opened

e doctor starts. "H

ed," I

enser in the room, grabbing me a cup. I drink

ls much

e pain." The doctor's voi

an't feel

time i

shadows responds. "You

Ree

is shit. "I can't believe you're asking of h

nd he has never been a fan of Reese from the very first day, but they

to achieve since Reese b

o did

to speak, but p

od?" I say instead, loo

y got there when they

from how long my husband has reminded me of my barrenness, pain from when I s

head. A bout of dizziness hits immediately, but I am too overwh

e doctor. "My husband and I h

a lot to save your baby. I guess congratulations are in ord

lifted into the air. And then, the heaviness drop

" I whisper. "I'

ersonally making a decision where my body is conc

n

we can properly monitor you, but you

fore speaking. "Don't tell me you're pl

g back into bed. "I have to go

e one last look before storming out. He will come aro

of the room. He angles his head. "I'm thankful you didn't listen to

t ni

ertility." He repeats my words from the party as he saunters clos

comes int

is piercing

nt," his lips barel

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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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