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MY EX-HUSBAND WANT ME BACK BY ALL MEANS

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In the modern novel MY EX-HUSBAND WANT ME BACK BY ALL MEANS, Racheal Everton moves to Shantel City only to rescue Lucas Thompson, a devastated billionaire CEO. When he proposes a marriage of convenience to heal his broken heart, she accepts, plunging into a world of wealth and forbidden desire.
MY EX-HUSBAND WANT ME BACK BY ALL MEANS Summary
To escape a bitter family feud, twenty-one-year-old Racheal Everton relocates to Shantel City for her master's degree. Her life takes a dramatic turn when she rescues Lucas Thompson, a devastated billionaire CEO who crashed his car after his fiancée abandoned him. To heal his broken heart, Lucas proposes a marriage of convenience. Harboring a secret, growing desire for him, Racheal accepts his alluring offer, plunging into a world of wealth and forbidden passion.
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MY EX-HUSBAND WANT ME BACK BY ALL MEANS Chapter 1

Rachel's eyes widened as she watched the s*x tape of her husband Lucas and his ex-girlfriend Fiona for the upteenth time.

She was on her way to the hospital for her last check up, before considering an IVF, but stopped halfway when she remembered she left the file Lucas requested she bring to his office after her doctor's appointment.

She headed back home and took the file, and was about to leave when she heard voices from upstairs.

“Arr…rr..g…h Lucas, tell me which is best, f**king your barren wife or me?” a female voice echoed, making her stop in her tracks.

She stood still in confusion, doubting if the voice was actually coming from her home.

She knew Lucas was at his office when he gave her the call about the file. How come the voice mentioned his name?

She decided to ignore whatever it was she heard and made to leave when her eyes caught a black female hand bag lying on the bare floor in the stair.

She moved closer, accessed the bag with her eyes and confirmed it wasn’t hers.

“Just f**k me already Lucas" the voice came again.

She retraced her steps back to the living room, dropped her car key and the file on the couch and took the stairs. She got to the end of the stairs and took her right.

“Lu….ca..sss…” the voice slowly moaned.

And then she confirmed the direction of the voice. It was from the room adjacent to hers and that is Lucas room.

She slowly tiptoed to the entrance of the room and luckily, the door was slightly open.

Peering into the gap, Her heart dropped at what she saw.

She saw clearly her husband Lucas pressing his ex-girlfriend Fiona onto the desk, roughly entering her from behind.

Her naked body glowed under the bright blue light spilled through the chandelier above.

She cleared her eyelids with her palm, in order to see clearly.

Was this some kind of joke?

" Talk to me Lucas, do you prefer your barren wife or I?” Fiona murmured, softly grinding her hips against his.

Rachel felt a pang in her chest.

How could he? She screamed in her head. How could he tell his ex about her inability to give birth?

Lucas smirked, squeezing her hips tightly as he f**ked her roughly.

“Don’t talk about Rachel that way, she is still my wife."

“Ah! Lucas" Fiona gasped, her voice dripping in pleasure.

“I bet fucking her dosen’t feel good like this."

Lucas ignored her and moved his hands to cup her breast, squeezing it roughly.

The soft moans of the coupling filled the air, each moan tore Rachel's heart apart.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her fingers dug into her palm. She felt a bit relieved doing that because it saved her from barging into the room.

Her hands trembled as she pulled her phone, her fingers barely steady as she began to record.

She made sure to capture every one of their movements — from Lucas' desk to the couch and finally the bed.

“You are so sweet Fiona" Lucas said, slapping her boobs and taking her nipples into his mouth.

" I’m all yours Lucas” Fiona cried out, her nails raking down his back.

" Trust me Lucas, I will make sure to have your child this time around.”

The words struck Rachel like a punch. She staggered backwards, nearly dropping her phone as her stomach churned.

She turned and headed back to her car, collapsed on the seat and watched the video again, again and again as tears slowly trickled down her cheeks.

She dialed Aria's number, cleaning her eyes and clearing her throat to avoid Aria from getting any hint that she was in tears.

Aria has been her friend for two years now. She met her during one of the Thompsons charity gala occasions. Aria is an average class woman. Not too rich but not poor either.

She believed Rachel was living the best life and has all the good things life has to offer— married to the Thompsons family, the top class richest family in the whole of Shantel city in Canada. Drove the latest cars and wore the most expensive designer clothes.

She envied her and sometimes wished she were her.

“Hi Rachy" Aria sequeled from the other end of the line.

“Are you home Aria?" Rachel said, her voice hoarse from crying.

" You don’t sound okay Rachy, is anything the matter?” She queried.

Rachel heaved heavily. She never shared her problem with Aria and wouldn’t start now.

“It's nothing Aria, Lucas is travelling and the help is on sick leave. I don’t want to stay alone in the house."

“Oh! Okay Rachy, I’m at home, you can come over.” Aria chuckled then hung up.

Rachel sighed dramatically. Feeling exhausted from the whole drama. Her child bearing issue was draining her seriously but she was able to stay cool with it from Lucas assuring words.

She has always thought she had the best husband in the world, who gave her courage and assurance that she didn’t need to hurry about giving birth. He didn’t pressure or scold her like some people would do. It's been three years since she married, still no child or even miscarriage.

But how ironic is life. Her dear loving husband was seeing his ex- girlfriend and to get her pregnant was obviously his aim. The same guy who assured her that having a child shouldn’t bother her and reprimand her for considering an IVF but she made up her mind today to go sign the IVF papers without Lucas' knowledge.

Rachel recalled three years ago. After she dropped her last painting piece at Maple brushes Artworks in Veritas city. She received countless offers from the prominent company. However, she rejected them to focus on helping Lucas with the new company he was establishing.

And since then, they have been in touch with her. Rachel made up her mind, she was going to accept the proposal this time around. It was a call for the role of an Artistic ambassador.

Maple brushes Artworks was not an ordinary company. It is a behenoth in the painting industry with a dominant presence in the Canadian Market. As one of the largest and most recognized painting companies in the country, they control about 40% shares of the national market.

Their growing presence extends beyond Canada, covering international markets with top artists, galleries and collectors worldwide.

With a portfolio of Iconic brands. They invest world wide with a market capitalization of over $1 billion.

Racheal picked up her phone and scrolled through the details of the contract.

She was to sign up for the contract and once done, her flight was scheduled for the next twenty days.

Rachel took a deep breath and took up the opportunity putting her signature down. She had made up her mind to leave Lucas so he can have Fiona to himself without obstruction.

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