Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 1

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! An illusional hope

Victoria’s POV

Oh no, no, no! Shit! I glanced at my wristwatch and then at the lengthy line of traffic in front of the signal ahead. It seemed the whole of New York was at a standstill.

“Sir, can you tell me how long it will take?” I asked the driver.

The man shook his head. “I don’t know, madame. It seems it will take a long time,” he replied in a thick French accent.

Fuck! Why is it always me facing such tragedies? I needed to reach the birthday celebration before 6 p.m., and it was 5:50.

Oh lord! I had no choice. After paying the cab’s fare, I took a deep breath, quickly exited the taxi, and rushed down the street. I loved my husband so much and would do anything for him, including rush like mad, so I wouldn’t be late for his grandmother’s seventieth birthday.

My husband and I had been living together for three years, and I had been suppressing my personality just to be with him. But I took a pregnancy test the week before and was expecting a baby! I couldn’t wait to tell him the good news!

Though engrossed in my thoughts, I didn’t miss it when a car approached, looking as if it were about to hit an old woman on the side of the road.

Without a thought, I ran to her and pushed her out of the way. But I tripped and fell into a mud puddle. “Aah,” I whimpered in pain.

The old woman tried to help me stand. “Oh, my sweet little girl.”

With a slight help from her, I rose, feeling a terrible ache in my right arm. It messily fell under my stomach. God knew if I broke my hand.

asked. “Let me take

Despite the excruciating agony in my arm, I didn’t waste a second before getting back underway. I looked at my dress. Oh, good Lord,

people on the street, I reached the hotel. My husband stood in the foyer, maybe waiting for

I walked toward him, hoping he

his eyes fell on me, his cold gaze turned into an icy stare, and his jaw clenched. “Of all days, how could you be late today? This will make me lose face

let me explain.

He raised his hand. “I don’t

to form. I knew this would happen, but was it my fault? The thought blurred my vision even more, despite me trying so hard not to let my

paused, and one said, “Today is Madame

think she shouldn’t go in.” Then her gaze shifted to me. “You’ll only make my grandma

eyelashes. His face had

Thanks, bitches.

into the dining hall, obviously ashamed to be seen with

sharp breath to control

me. “What the fuck are you wearing?” Alessandro’s ex-girlfriend, Camilla, asked, her voice dripping with vicious disdain. “What? Is that

no, not again. Not this

Worse, since she saved his life

Angel, my foot!

I was already late and

kept my expression neutral and began to walk away. She