Winning His Ex Wife Back

has always be your wish. I’m being so kind as to let you be with the woman you truly love quickly” I said. I watched his face twisted in disbelief. “Don't regret it." I sneered. I had never b

“Gwen!!”Arthur yelled but I ignored him. "You're insane!" Chloe voice was lower than expected. I grin knowingly. I surely had thought her a lesson. In the shrill of her tone, i exited the study, not glancing back. “Bitch” I cursed. . . . . . . . AT THE WINTHROP MANSION I stared at the mansion right in front of me. This will be the last time I will be coming here. This mansion was nothing but hell for me. For a moment, I was relieved that this marriage full of sadness and pains was finally over. I’m only gonna grabbed my luggage and leave: I inhaled deeply before stepping my foot inside. "Welcome, Mrs. Winthrop." The servant all lined up and greeted in unison. I’m still marveled at the respect this servants have for me despite seeing the way the Winthrop family treats me. I sighed. I rubbed my temple and corrected them. "From now on, I am no longer Mrs. Winthrop . I'm only Miss Gwen." I used to feel proud hearing people call me 'Mrs. Winthrop. I felt it’s an honor marrying into a wealthy and reputable family but not anymore. Now, that name sounded like mockery to me. I was still talking to the servant when someone grabbed my wrist roughly from behind. I turned and saw that it was Lady Wendy. Arthur’s Mother. She held her chin high and stared at me with disgust evident on her face. Standing behind her were many rich ladies. It’s obvious they were her friends who came to visit her. I stared at her coldly and said, "What do you want?" I knew she was taken aback by my new demeanor, Cause the shock was evident on her face. Lady Wendy used to enjoy belittling and intimidating me but not anymore. "Who gave you the permission to leave the mansion? Are you done with the house chores? Have you prepared lunch? I will teach you a lesson if you make my son hungry. And what is that you worn outside? You're a disgrace to our family! You've been married to my son for years, and yet you still dress like a pauper. Shame on you! Get out of here!" She growl and a scoffed left my mouth. "Disgrace?" I muttered and chuckled at her words. "After I married into your family, you made me your personal maid. Then you made me take care of your son. And I did everything you asked me to do. But did you ever stop? No. You accused me of stealing your jewelry and punished me by making me kneel outside in the rain. Do you remember those?" I said. The ladies behind her looked uncomfortable. They knew she never liked me but they had no idea that Lady Wendy had gone to such lengths to torture me. As the air grew thick with tension between us, the ladies decided to make a hasty exit using any excuse they could muster. "What? What are you talking ab