SORRY EX HUSBAND, I AM NEVER COMING BACK

LIA'

ged my waist, and my heels added just enough height to make me feel in control. I needed every ounce of confidence for what

was t

r voice call out to me. It was the family chef, Mrs. Theresa. Sh

ou come in last n

sneak out as a child,

Mrs. Theresa played in my mind. She had been much more than ou

out Robert,"

at the mention of h

ant to talk

"I made mistakes when I was y

ith a shrug. "I'm a bit

ia," Sh

at her, ex

n't let it slip past you bec

er. After my experience with Robert, I was

I said and hugged her agai

iming my life; it was about reclaiming my dignity. Robert and Ciara thoug

sparkled in the soft light, and marble walls provided an elegant backdrop for beautiful jewelry displays. A golden chandelier hanging from above filled the room with col

, where a young woman with a heads

I said, offerin

, her fingers still f

ng. How can

ting CEO," I replied, sli

sed, her brows furrow

ave an app

d, "but I have something

hout an appointment,"

ved a sigh. If she wasn't going to hel

briskly towards an elevator. She seemed to b

ile. "I'm kind of new around

re you headed

. "I have some important docum

ed me to follow her. Together, we made our way to the elevator

" She advised. "She seems to be

lized what she meant. Of course, Robert had been

ice. When there was no response, I turn

k, his shirt unbuttoned, while Ciara straddled him, her hands tangled

o process the scene before me. Then, I clear

nd nearly toppling over in the process. Robert turned to face m

, his voice dri

, though my insides churned. "I

doing here?" he demand

ting his glare head-on.

rm roughly and I

handle the fact that it's over, so now you

of me," I

owards the door. "I'm done with you, Natalia. We're divor

I protested, struggl

aughed. "I'll call the

e fun if I get rid of her

office. I was still struggling to free myself from his grip,

t he

the hallway. His ink black suit accentuated his strong build,

ight of the stranger and h

scraps again, brot

had told me that he

e looked vaguely familiar, like we had met b

, his presence commandin

go of me, and turned h

ing to do with

ing a harmless lady in my

tice the contrast between the two. Robert was fuming, his usual s

lly. "Just get the fuck out of here,

his expression softeni

d. "Thank you f

gaze lingering o

brother's behavior. He c

," I muttered, earning

er job," he offered. "You shouldn't ha

guard for a moment, but then

aightening up. "I'm not

d an eyebrow.

ve come to resume as