Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart

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see me like this ever but here I was about to stand in front of my husband like this. I wondered what he would see as I made my way into the livi

closer? "Welcome home honey, I made dinner," I said, walking into the living

liams, I'm here to retu

"Why are you here? Where is Richard?" I asked, unable to keep the annoyance out of my voice.

in his eyes. Richard wasn't coming "Mr. Williams asked me to

I turned on my heels trying to keep the tears at bay. This was so embarrassing. "You know where to leave the keys. Have a g

?" he asked and I stopped at the stairs staring at him. I almost cursed when I s

thing. I sent Desmond a smile and raced up the stairs to change out of the lingerie. Thank God I had the go

dn't get to taste all the deliciousness, I had prepared for him. Tears were threatening to

e whole embarrassing scenario played in my head like a tape on repeat as I made my way to the kitchen to

reshly cleaned table. Where did all the food go? Hearing shuffling

ed my presence as I walked up to him. He was at the sink washing plates and I found

staring. "I wanted to help you, it's the least I could do." I frowned at his words wondering wh

ay empty-handed. With a raised brow, I walked towards the freezer. There was no way I would let him

the bowls of rice he had packed. I reached for two other bowl

nylon bags on the counter. I had so many after buying so much groceries for tonight. "I can't let you leave without taking anything."

Mrs. Williams. Have a good night." I nodded and stood there watching him wa

should have been between Richard and me. I groaned loudly and

r. It rang a few times and then went straight to voicemail. I tossed the phone on the chair in anger and fell on the