Chasing His Ex-Wife Back

says, his voice cutting through the

warm glow, guests mingling, a symphony playing softly in the background. But none of that matters no

forcing a smile, hoping for eve

s, the words sharp

ad creeps up my spine. Has he bought another mansion in my name? Damion can be full of surprises. But as I sli

rce p

I look up at him, searching for some sign that this is a cruel j

nsaction. "Yes, Isabelle. This farce has gone on long enough. It's time w

ed by the ringing in my ears. "You're ending our marriage becaus

nk I haven't seen it? The way you cling to me, desperate, pretending we still have something worth fightin

. "Damion, how can you say that? I love you! I've stood by you through everything, through the pressure, thro

, love isn't enough. It never has been. I need a partner who stren

m now. My hands shake as I reach for him, my fingers grazing the fabric of his suit. "Please, Damion.

, and the space between us feels like an endless chasm. "I'm done talking. I

th humiliation and disbelief. "A

and I force the sob threatening to escape back into my throat.

, famili

mmering as she weaves through the crowd with practiced elegance. She's holding a glass

he envelope in my trembling hands, her green eyes dancing with triumph. "Damion told me he

"Kaia, what is thi

Because he invited me," she says simply. "You see, I've been helping Da

Kaia presses a kiss to his jaw, her smile growing as the room begins to st

d enough for the nearby guests to hear. "A

crowd, to the faces watching this unfold like some grotesque drama.

r, my voice tremblin

this perfect little life, didn't you? But Damion and I... wel

r a denial, an explanation-anything.

ning. The weight of their betrayal, the stares of the crowd-it's too much. My knees

I whisper, the question ha