Chasing After My Ex-Husband

on the kitchen table, the dim light casted a faint

n pressed down on her chest. She used her free hand to r

he jargons stated on it that she barely understood. The only thing she understood was that if she si

again, the words blurry in her

ght PM and Grayson was yet to come home. He had called her e

focused and determined. That image of him was one of the first things

plan had

table, the screen flashi

at stake. Don't m

one, shoving it face-down on the table as if that would silence the per

na's attention. Footsteps echoed in the hallway, accompan

ed out, warmth evide

and slid them into a drawer before standing. "I'm in her

lightly mussed, his shirt wrinkled from a long day. He looked t

nto the counter. "Things got crazy tonight." H

lied, her voice quiet

tudied her face. "You've been waiting up for

he quic

lieve her but he decided not to

ind. What's going on?" He asked quie

ng, to finally unburden herself of the truth. But the words wouldn't come. Sh

st tired," s

ot lately. Did something happen?" He asked mo

." she said, stylishly removing her hands f

w." Lena said, making he

re wondering what the problem might be. Was there a probl

e of the bed and faced the wall. She couldn't bring hers

s for the best. When she heard the sound of the room door creaki

slowly opened her eyes and turned to glance at the bathro

est? She was clouded in her thoughts that she didn't notice whe

ons would be. As if on cue, Grayson held her by her waist

had been doing so since they got married. On a normal day, Lena would have turned around a

kin. He must have been so tired to have

t as if he was scared that she'd run away. Lena sighed quietly, knowing that i

at his handsome face and her eyes slowly moved down to his lips that looked inviting

ng this wrong decision? Yes, she knew that it was a wrong decision, but wha