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Ex-husband's Regret: Revenge So Sweet

Chapter 4 4 He Wants A Divorce

Word Count: 1371    |    Released on: 28/06/2025

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hallway of the King'

e moldings that creates an aura of spaciousness. The polished

filled with a subtle

ion as I walk th

erywhere

ght to

, I was shocked to see Alexander sitting in o

e feels

nging with anger, but t

finall

iving an i

sita

y anything f

been a while since Alexander w

ed for a business trip from work. While I only

he's been unable to reach me since la

ried about me that he ha

erflies swirlin

ile play o

home."

rom the table beside him. "I called several

ill, unabl

acing wit

nclear, except the parts

aches

ension fee

end the night?" Alexander asks, breaki

ynthia." I replied, trying t

o met with James,

in to talk

I feel it's not the right time

nging out with Cynthia is best

a dee

er replied, taki

mething -- maybe doubt

f, seeing how you also spent the nigh

ted m

y to comprehend what he sai

ink." I say, looking

ep closer, hi

er says, taking a deep breath,

nsion becam

*****

ed, feeling the weigh

2 years anniver

e wants a

finally giv

ling up i

of my pregnancy with him tonig

placing my han

ith him would help ignite bac

der ha

ars drop dow

ead

g my temples. Memories f

by James and Cynthia, but

coming, but

e buzzes with a text fr

nd doesn't love you anymore

Euphoria

for yourself if y

my brow

hell i

****

nder'

Driving to the address sent

and the mysterious guy in b

steering wh

ight have caught them and

ater, I arriv

sh, high-end establishment tha

by the pulsating beats of the latest music

ecret sender would want us

Alexa

m the backg

and I'm surpris

re? I thought to mys

," I replied

s scrolling her fingers round her phone,

" I retorted, taking

ave always supported Isabel in all her decisions, but this

doubt ran acr

o to the extent of exposing her friend

and through my hair,

a drink, as I tell you more ab

trying to keep

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deep, velvety booths upholstered in rich burgundy, whic

m the couch, my hand

e restricted number, never would

hould I believe you?" I say, furrowing

says, flipping he

lished mahogany wood table at the other side

he vodka, serv

cker of something flash through her eye

n't quite

e me, offerin

ut think she's

s on purpose, trying to no

sitting this close to

ter all, I will be divorcing Isabel s

hrough my body as I downed the g

spin and my senses heighten. My thoughts became a tangled mess, emotion

rayal gnawin

y. As I approach Cynthia

of something - maybe a sense of accomplishment

r eyes widening slightly, but she di

as the need to lose myself, to find solac

of adrenaline, a mix of guilt

iven by anger and pain, but in

est, laying with Cynthia

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