LOVED BY MY EX-HUSBAND

tor replayed in Ashley's mind for what seemed like the hundredth time, a trail of j

take her home. She couldn't wait to share the news with her husband. She is sure he'd be extremely

because of her inability to conceive a child, but with this pregnancy, she hoped the n

her hands on her stomach, gently patting it. She co

hurriedly, the sound of her feet sim

arl

arl

ble-that even the deaf might be able

d as she raced towards the study as Henry spends most o

d soft, intimate moans coming from her bedroom. She froze. Immediate

ured to herself, shaking her head vigorously in disagre

alised she had heard right, and this time she could hear t

ands, reaching for the doorknob, and then she paus

of her husband making out with his mistress on their matrimon

aw him in bed with Isabella. The same woman

tted on the bed while Charles-her husband-was thrusting into her from behind, his ha

ead, his gaze meeting hers. For a moment, he paused, but there was

Something he had never felt towards her. The lack of guilt-sent Ashley ree

n. She was too overwhelmed with pain and emotional torture to giv

it has never crossed her mind that it will ever happen on their matrimonial bed. This is the last

rs and build make him athletic. His jawline was sharp and well defined, and h

ley was just a simple girl, cute but nothing sp

refused him marrying Isabella and insisted on him marrying Ashl

always made it known that the marriage was a convenience one

led a taxi, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. She d

s voice came through, it was calm and familiar. Ashley's voice was trembling wi

e at her through the mirror, but sh

f her tears. "Yes," she replied. "What's going on?"

ace, soon," Ashley sa

away her bags, sank onto the sofa, and sighed. Hailey moved closer to

ey's voice was soft, but her eyes wide with conce

red," she asked, every of her quest

hrough the room. Hailey then pulled her into an embrace, pattin

her tears and looked at her, her voice hoar

h Isabella on our matri

n shock. "What? Her face was covered in sadness. "

ed, kicking off her shoes. "What could

mething and not just stormed out of the house lik

f. "You should have confronted him. You shouldn't c

ey's words crushing on her. "I'm pregnant, Ha

nto sympathy. "Congratulations," she said, her sm

s ago while Hailey pulled her into another embrace, offering h

iley's, unable to face Ch

y quiet. Charles had gone off to work. He hadn't car

vourite dish and set the table, hoping that the act of kindness would help sm

k some hours later. His de

ing voice, making sure her voic

ug, but he shoved her away, and she lost h

ore intense than how have been since their three ye

ommanding as he dropped his briefcase on the table. A c

uld he still have the nerve to be angry towar

ou know what? I don't care," he said dismissively. He pulled out

divorce agreeme