I Crave For My Ex-Wife's Love

der's family, a task that had become daily routine for me. But despite my efforts, I couldn't shake off feeling th

sed me with love and care. I had been orphan, but he had been my r

this place, to this marriage, to this life. I had tried to make best of it, I really had.

on, no nothing. He was always cold towards me, never appreciating my efforts, never standing up for me when his family i

e to escape. To leave this place, to leave them, and start anew. I was

of alcohol. Tyler and I had barely managed to get him to bed. I wanted to let him sleep, but I k

unmoving. I sighed, feeling pang of frustration. Why couldn't he see me? Why couldn't he

ss in his eyes was a familiar sight, one that I had grown accustomed to over the ye

ode towards the bathroom, closing the door behind him. I felt a pang of sad

ve to face the rest of the family. They were already seated at the breakf

ng with venom. "Where were you till now? Are you the head lady of t

d in, "Calm down, my daughter. Rosly

barely above a wh

ing every bit the handsome and put-together man that he was. My heart skipped a beat whe

ing through the air. "Hey, where is your attention? You spilled coffe

assment and apologized, "Sorry,

head of the table, his eyes fixed on some distant point, his expression unreadable. I fe

yours." I felt a sting from her words, but it wasn't just the insult that hurt. It was the fact that my husband, Alexander, sat silently, his expressi

d, my hands shaking slightly as I placed the plate in front of him. He didn't eve

"Hey, where is my tea? Bring it quickly!" I felt a surge of resentment, bu

kitchen, I couldn't escape the pitying glances of the servants. They knew my situation and knew how I was tr

dation. She was known for her cruel behavior, and I had already endured so much humiliatio

lose my balance. I bent forward, desperately trying to regain my footing, but it was too late. T

r hand as if she had been severely burned. "Oh my God,

in fake concern. "Oh no, look what this wretched

re me. Alexander's mother joined in, her voice shrill with accusation. "Roslyn, what's all this?

t I haven't done anything! She deliberately m

lking disaster, a clumsy oaf who can't even serve tea without causing chaos! And then she has the audacity to blame my innocent d

ttered soul. I felt my eyes sting with tears, but I refused to le

ou're a constant embarrassment to us. Your carelessness and stupidity know no

still, I stood tall, my eyes locked on Aunt Melicia's twisted face. I wouldn't back down; I wouldn't apo

mistake for which I shou

thrown down by the woman who was supposed to be my moth

blazing with anger. "Apologize to Lylah,

und. "It's not my fault, so I won't apolog

his face twisted in rage. "Apologi

icking at the corners of

my cheek. The slap sent shockwaves through my entire body,

llowed by a deep sadness. My husband, the man

nightmare, with no escape from the cruelty that surrounded me. My husband didn't believe me,

myself falling, falling into a deep abyss of d

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