EX HUSBAND REGRET: I WANT YOU BACK

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how much I hat

said.... he yelled mercilessly hitting his right hand on the wall, to the extend that the tears that I was trying so hard to prevent from dripping, began to flow helplessly down my cheeks, that I had to close my dull green shaking e

old hearted billionaire, I begin my sentence with a

cause of it, and the one who

, as if this was some kind of therapy. His intense burning gaze on me made it feel twice as much, that I felt like sh

nt, still I immediately found, more like slipped my head under his arm, before taking the first aid into my hands sharply, in order to stop him from stopping me, but even though I w

on wool, before finally having the gut to look back at him in the eyes, that were now clouded with a mixture of confusion, surprise and more d

ith a unreadable expression that I kept on trying so hard t

will deduct out of the

n his wounds, but I don't fight back with him, I dare not, in order not to actually lose the money like he said, cause one thing that was clear abo

ngely felt like a trophy, maybe because he had never let me come this close nor touch him before, or maybe my hands were shaking because of something else, of the feeling that took me and made my spine shiver and hea

, as soon as I wrapped the bandage on his forehead, instead of I to back away from him, my hands decided to have a mind of its own, decided to do the most bravest thing that I had ever done in

t my face, and as soon as my eyes met his, I immediately brought myself out of this fee

oon as I tried to immediately take my hand off his cheeks, and run out ashamedly like the instinct in my head, he

been I who was hearing things, so I decided to try to take my hands off hi

le tone, but it was loud enough for me to hear, an

since our contract marriage with my shaking voice, and heaving breathing, but as soon as he heard me speak, and

unding so pissed off and uninterested, that it made me rain curses at myself for ever stopping to caress his cheeks, so yet again, I do, more I was been con

rt race now, even though he was still

s that I needed answers to,

ian,

in the end, I never got to say anything, cau

ting things for}, was so true, but her entering into the secluded office was enough to refresh back my memory, cause as soon

knew felt was the burning excruciating pain she imprinted on me