Love Me Again Ex-Wife

Love Me Again Ex-Wife

Sabastine

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Roseline After two years with Sinclair, all I want is a divorce, I want my freedom back. It's obvious now that he'll never love me. I've snapped out of my delusion, I want out! But when he tells me he can't give me what I want I'm frustrated and devastated. I'm determined to leave by hook or by crook, he still doesn't let his claws off me, he chases me and I don't stop running. But when my cold, impassive, depressed ex-husband kneels in front of me, I'm at a loss for words and I wonder if I can still pretend to hate him.

Love Me Again Ex-Wife Chapter 1 Fell In Love

Roseline's POV

I stare blankly at my coffee mug in front of me.

Tears of anger and pain roll down my cheeks, mixing with the untouched coffee that's been situated in front of me.

I can't eat anything these days without throwing it up the next minute.

I've lost my appetite for happiness.

I took a step of faith two years ago for the first man I ever loved and all I've gotten since then is pain and betrayal, he'll never love me, I should have realized this earlier.

I hear footsteps approaching and I lift my head to see.

"Good morning!" The blonde girl my husband brought in last night greeted me in her shrill tone.

For the first time in my life, I don't feel guilty for snubbing someone because they disregarded my feelings first.

I can't continue like this.

The blonde lady walks into the kitchen with an appalling boldness.

Her beauty is so outstanding that for a moment I feel Sinclair didn't fall in love with me all this time because he finds me unattractive.

"Please pardon my behavior, my throat feels dry," she said, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

I didn't feel the need to fight with her because I was done trying, she could do whatever she wanted. I'm leaving.

She makes a guttural sound as she drinks the water, I pretend not to hear it.

She starts walking briskly out of the kitchen and she suddenly stops at the door, which grabs my attention and my eye connects with hers.

Smiling, she said "You know.....," she pauses as if cooking her words carefully, "I hope you know you have a great guy up there?..... I'd kill to have someone like him," she smirks, stretching her lips.

I gulped. Why is she telling me that?

I didn't want to say anything to her but the question came out before I could rethink it in my head, "Did Sinclair tell you to tell me this?" My voice sounded harsher than I intended.

This is a man I have done everything possible in the last couple of years, waiting patiently for when he would love me, but no he never did. Instead, he loved his DEAD ex-girlfriend more.

The blonde lady lets out a mocking laugh, "You really think I'd do that if he asked me? I prioritize my customers and I'd do anything to make sure I don't lose them," she glances at her watch, "I'm just telling you because he did something that.... I've never seen any man in my lifetime do, what goes on with you and him is none of my business, I have clients to meet up with, have a nice day," She says and scurries off the kitchen. The opening and closing of the main door signifies she has left and my emotions are jeopardized after she leaves.

What did Sinclair do? Why did she say that?

After seeing her last night, I made up my mind to do one thing. Get a Divorce.

As I drown in my thoughts a familiar cologne hits my nose alerting my senses, without looking up I can tell who it is.

I wanted to ask him what that lady was talking about but I know he won't answer me. He doesn't look at me for more than three seconds, so there's no need to try.

I just have to tell him what I had in mind to tell him today.

I turn to look at him as he tries to get something from the fridge.

"I want a Divorce!" I state with firmness in my tone.

He stills. His muscles tense, and I notice his jaw twitch.

The room gets heavily silent and he doesn't respond.

He gets what he wants from the fridge and he closes it giving me a better view of his chest.

He has never been this bare around me.

His brief boxers hanging low beneath his gray sweatpants do little to conceal his alluring physique.

My mind spirals with thoughts of what he did with that lady last night but I restrain myself from giving it a deep thought for my sanity's sake.

He goes around the dining room and sets the water on the table. He is always in a hurry to go to work, he never has breakfast with me. The fact that he is sitting here, relaxed, appalls me because this is the longest he has been around me.

I cleared my throat again, "I said, I want a Divorce!" I say with much confidence now and he snaps his head at me and I flinch a little from the intensity in his eyes.

His face twitches with irritation but there's something else I see in his eyes seconds later that stuns me. I see a hint of...what I would call concern, or maybe it is one of the fantasies I usually have about him. I quickly snapped out of it so I won't crush the little dignity I was holding onto.

But what he says next shocks me to my core, "What happened to your eyes?" He asks casually sipping his water.

The look in his eyes was replaced with the one I'm familiar with...iciness.

I realize he isn't ready to answer my question and he is just looking for a way to divert the topic because he never cared about me, what I wear, do, say, eat or drink. Why is acting like he cares now?

"Sinclair, that's not the answer to my question. I want to leave this marriage, I want a Divorce!" My tone is uncivil and cold.

"Who did you talk to? Because this doesn't sound like you," His tone was strangely calm, he sounded amused, I guess by my confidence to speak to him this way.

I could deduce the fact that he was mocking my confidence.

"Who I talk to, is none of your business, you never cared, stop the pretense," The tone of my voice was shocking to me but I didn't stop, my mind was already made up, "I want out! Sinclair. I want you to let me go since you won't love me," I say the last part in a whisper.

I blink back the tears hanging over my eyelids.

"Don't repeat that sentence again!" He grits, "We are not getting divorced. I want you to understand that and stick it inside your memory, don't ever bring up this topic again, you won't like the outcome,"

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“Roseline After two years with Sinclair, all I want is a divorce, I want my freedom back. It's obvious now that he'll never love me. I've snapped out of my delusion, I want out! But when he tells me he can't give me what I want I'm frustrated and devastated. I'm determined to leave by hook or by crook, he still doesn't let his claws off me, he chases me and I don't stop running. But when my cold, impassive, depressed ex-husband kneels in front of me, I'm at a loss for words and I wonder if I can still pretend to hate him.”
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Chapter 1 Fell In Love

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Chapter 2 A divorce

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Chapter 3 Where have you been

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Chapter 4 Did you call her a liar

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Chapter 5 Keep looking

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Chapter 6 Man with a good personality

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Chapter 7 Regression

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Chapter 8 Love at the first sight

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Chapter 9 Familiar voice

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Chapter 10 Where are You

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Chapter 11 Roseline is a liar!

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Chapter 12 Fell Harder

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Chapter 13 Shadow on the window

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