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DIVORCED: MY EX-HUSBAND WANTS ME BACK Novel Cover

DIVORCED: MY EX-HUSBAND WANTS ME BACK

After three years of a cold, one-sided marriage, Jane finally chooses herself and signs the divorce papers to leave her billionaire husband, Drake. She expected freedom, but her departure sparks an obsessive pursuit from the man who once ignored her. As Jane thrives in her new life, a regretful Drake becomes determined to win her back at any cost. This modern romance explores the power shift between an ex-couple as the hunter becomes the hunted.
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Chapter 3

Ciara

It felt as if I'd just be hit over by a brick; or was it something worse? I don't know. All I knew was that right now..right Infront of me was proof that my husband has been cheating on me all along.

"Aren't you going to say something? Cat's got your tongue?" The lady, Anne Infront of me questioned furiously.

It was such a shame that she thought I was the one who stole something from her and not the other way around.

I scoffed absentmindedly muttering under my breath,"So Ryan even kept me a secret all the while from the women he played with?"

"What did you say?"

Shaking my head; I voiced out aloud, "I've heard you so for now, can you please go?"

I had a lot to deal with already and I'd clearly decided that I've had enough for one day so with that said, I'd turned away from her heading into the house but Anne had grabbed my wrist; holding me back, "Hey, I'm not done yet!"

There and then, I lost my cool. All my pent up frustration and anger I'd bottled up all evening finally exploded.

"Please!" I shouted breaking down into tears, "Please, just go"

Shaking her wrist off me, I head into the house; slamming the door shut as I crumbled down to the ground, wailing in my own sorrow and misery.

Why was this happening to me? Why?. Placing my hands over my mouth, I tried to stiffle my tears but the more I tried, the more my tears flowed.

As I struggled to get back on my feet, I decides that I've had enough. Enough of Ryan, enough of this house, enough of everything.

Making my way to what used to be our bedroom, I brought out my traveling box from ontop the wardrobe.

Flinging the wardrobe wide open, I threw my clothes into the box in a frenzy with teary eyes.

This. This was going to be the last time anyone hurt me this way again. I swear it.

While packing up my belongings, I heard the main door open but didn't even bother to look in it's direction because was certain that it was no other than Ryan.

"Are you finally leaving?" Ryan questioned with a mocking tone.

Just when I decided to spare him a glance, I saw 'her' beside him. I scoffed. So he was going as far as bringing her into our house now?.

Shaking my head, I diverted my gaze away from them; dragging my box closer to my drawer as I threw my jewelleries in.

Ryan held my hand as if stopping me but his gesture only iriked me.

"Would you let go off me!"

"I don't want to touch you either but where do you think you are taking those jewelleries to?. I was the one who bought them for you!"

I laughed. For the first time since the events of this disastrous evening played out, I had a good laugh.

"You bought it for me?" I questioned, "Don't be absurd. You didn't even buy me a single flower talkless of these jewelleries" I free myself from his grasp as I continued with what I was doing.

When I was all packed up, I angrily threw the divorce paper that had been in my hands all evening on the reading table and scribbled my signature across it.

"Aren't you being too absurd?" Anne questioned with irritation all over her face.

It took every bit of self control in my body for me not to hit her. She's the one who had ruined our one year of marriage, what seemed to be the perfect marriage I could ever imagine.

What right did she have to be irritated?!.

"I mean.." Anne dragged out regardless, "You two weren't even in a real marriage"

I knew it. She knew Ryan was married. Afterall, why wouldn't she? She was the reason behind Ryan and I's contractual marriage.

Whilst I'd worked as a caregiver for Ryan, his mother had forced him into getting married with Anne but he didn't want to and rather we'd gotten married.

Now seeing Ryan with the girl he'd used me for did kind of sting.

Anne scoffed, "Don't tell me you actually fell in love with Ryan now, did you?"

I did and trust me, I regret every single moment of it, "No, why would I? Ryan isn't actually someone who deserves love. Isn't that why you are with him?"

"Hey!"

"Listen to me good and listen well. Just because Ryan and I just got divorced because of you doesn't mean he actually loves you. He cheated on me despite being in a fake relationship as you've said so can you imagine what's going to happen to you?"

Ryan pushed me backwards,"Hey, if you are done packing your things then hurry up and leave. I won't tolerate you talking down at me in my own house"

"In your own house?" I inquired gazing around the house I'd built with my hard earned money and sweat,"The whole plot of land, the house, 1.3billion dollars, the cars…"

"Hey, what are you saying?" Ryan stuttered.

"What? Are you scared? Or is it now you remember that you didn't contribute a dime into our marriage? Don't worry, you won't be penniless. You and your girlfriend can feed and grow on your 'love' daily"

"And to be honest, you are quite well off too. Your company is doing well for the now so, remember all I said before? That's just a tip of the iceberg on the divorce alimony"

I pressed his shoulder down as I whispered into his ears, "So honey, make sure to come with a good lawyer and try to fight me for all the things you didn't work hard for. I'll be waiting"

I bowed at Anne, "I wish you two a happy married life or whatever you want to do yourselves"

Turning back to face Ryan, I flashed him a sweet smile. A smile of victory because I was finally convinced that even if I was going down, I wasn't going down in shame.

Slapping the divorce papers against his chest; I say through gritted teeths, "See you in court"

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