icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Log out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

The Ex-Wife He Can't Get Over

Chapter 2 I'm Tired

Word Count: 1150    |    Released on: 26/03/2025

lyn'

m I was going home. He frowned, clearly expecting me t

sked, brows furrowed. "Dad's in the

uld stay, that I should mourn properly, that I should care. Bec

t to see me. I had n

I

ds me," I

hen finally nodded. "Alright. I'

ng the old mansion fade into the

et when I stepped

as one big mistake. It had alwa

t during our marriage. Not when I was pregnant wi

less, until one day, he simply stopped comin

ave seen i

the way he looked past me, as if I wasn't really there. His love wasn'

aring his ring while hi

's name came up, his tone would soften, his eyes would change. He loved her.

Night after night, I waited, hoping he would see me

mine. Tired of begging for love, even in silence. I won't chase h

en and ran towards me, his little arms wrap

soft hair and kissing his

watched him go, my heart swelling and aching at the same time. Lucas wa

n I felt, I would never let him feel the emptiness I had grown

gaze. He looked tired. Or maybe

r," he said, his voice un

"I haven't shed a single t

a second, unreadable, before he nodded faintly

Not a touch. Just the bare m

eeling strangely out of place in a house that should have been mine.

red, not in the way I

es. My thoughts were interrupted by the s

he table besid

it before I co

iling, leaning against Ethan'

well. She w

ers tur

willing myself to brea

ttle

The woman my husband had loved for ten years. The

ill broke me, just a little more. I had spent years telling myself I was numb, that nothing abo

sight of me holding his phone. His lips c

o many times now, that I h

f him-one that cared, one that saw me-but it never happened. I wa

ere. It hurt more than it should have. His indifference. Hi

to show how much it broke me. There was no need

my finger and set it down on th

ter a beat, he chuckl

is waist. "And what are you going to do after that?

whelmed by the recent incidents that I just could not

e, but you're not taking my son. He stays with me. You can't possibly educat

. His mockery hit the rock bottom. Before

hand reached for the door, my phon

as D

nsw

me to the ol

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open