Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 2

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Starting of remorse

I’d had enough. I pulled my arm from Gina’s grip and ran out of the hotel to head back to the mansion. And for once, I didn’t look back.

Though I had been married to Alessandro for three years, I’d never felt like a part of the Devonte family. Meanwhile, I had left my family and even changed my surname to be a simple girl for Alessandro. In turn, he never cared nor stood up for me when his family members disrespected and insulted me, when they referred to me as a nobody and called me names.

Through it all, I never revealed my real identity because I didn’t want to gain Alessandro’s love just because my last name was Edwards, just because I was heiress to the E. Shine Jewelers fortune, one of the most famous designed brands in the world. No, I wanted him to love me for me.

So I never complained. Instead, I let my tears fall silently, always hoping Alessandro would one day change and accept me as his wife. Yet he never appreciated me.

I tried to be everything to him, too. But it seemed the world only loved those who had a name and fame.

No one returned home that night. They all stayed in the hotel because it was planned, and no one cared to know why I wasn’t there, not even my husband.

I cried until my puffy eyes could cry no more and only woke when a servant knocked and informed me that Grandma Nina had asked to see me immediately. When I entered the living room, every family member was present, including my husband. He gave me a cold glare, while Grandma sat in the middle of the sofa like a queen.

“You called for me, Grandma?” I asked politely. After all, she was the elder of the family.

“Oh, yes, madame. Finally, you are awake,” she said in a mocking tone.

In order not to hurt her, I lowered my eyes. “I am sorry, grandma. Last night—”

“Oh, shut your excuses,” she said, her voice cold. “I’m not here for your dumb explanation. How dare you hurt my Camilla?”

was closer

your fault. But no. You get more vicious by

Tolerating? Seriously? I mean…

don’t be angry,” Alessandro said, walking to her. “Camilla’s injuries are nothing

seemed to intervene for me. Could this be

punished?” Aunt Gina asked. “We can’t just let

I thought about telling

decide, Grandma said, “Gina’s right. Since she won’t admit her mistake, let her kneel outside. Only when she knows she’s wrong can she get

what else could I expect after three years with the

punishment. I could have easily stopped them, but I didn’t. From the depth of my heart, I still wanted my husband to do that for me. So I bowed to grandma, then walked out

Why would others? Once, I was the equivalent of a princess in

had been kneeling for

much physically when my soul

feel pity and realize my love for him. Seeing me like this, maybe his cold heart

I looked up, and my heart rose once again and beat

“Why don’t you admit your mistake?” shattering

anger, not

lie, Victoria. I saw it with

with your own eyes? Yeah, you always see everything except my love and truth. A bitterness coiled in my mind as my teeth

to get me to sleep with you in the first place? Or that you pretended to

from my eyes. “All right. If these things are bothering you, Alessandro, then