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BACK WITH MY EX: He Promised To Be Better

Chapter 3 Divorced

Word Count: 1217    |    Released on: 01/05/2025

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pany, staring at a blank space. I could have sworn

therefore I wasted no time in coming to the place where I would s

My feet moved and my body followed, with that, I made my way to Haynes Chadwick's office. My heart ha

t cut me off completely right? My thoughts spiralled as fear gripped me because I was unsure of what would

rely stepped into the company to visit my husband but our marriage was qui

she greeted, h

ile, though my

t! I should start getting used to calling

the door opened, I spotted Haynes sitting in front of his desk as he goes over

t glad t

e I entered the room and all

oo bad, he

of no use. It's better you leave now

, like a slap across the face. My th

'm okay with it but please.....not my reputatio

place in the society because you will only be a threat for me in the future" The words sinked in and my

stood from his desk taking a paper out

gn

gh I had been anticipating it, it stil

ot after two years of end

, dropping my handbag beside me on the marble floor, letting go of the last shreds of

ing at his feet. Alas! I regretted kneeling. I shouldn't have come in the fi

lips?? C'mon do it! It won't change anything tho

s into my palms. I reached for my bag and helped myself to m

moment from now" he said, further shattering my ego. I bet he never talked about me in front of

signature on the papers, with that, I stormed out of the offi

ing, a foot jammed in between them,

ky and strangely familiar invade

ed in utmost shock. Hell! I

rms holding the elevator doors, his eyes

said as he made a full en

kindale-My

shock, I ran out of the elevator hoping it'd close before he made a move to run after me but Luca ran out after me i

ased as he tipped my chin up. I

inally finding my voice as fragments of m

dodging my question as his fingers tra

to

beating like the skin of a drum a

. I must be crazy, I was supposed to shove his hands awa

business" I said, my

nued. I wished he'd stop, let me go and go his way

pushed him back hoping I'd finally be able to get away from his grasps b

ed breathing for a moment. It was a question-a question that

d and before I could react, he

ng me, right in my

must be the crazy one for

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