Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 5

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! My EX-husband!

VICTORIA’S POV

I woke to familiar beeping sounds. When I opened my eyes, it didn’t surprise me to see I was in a hospital bed with an IV attached to the back of my hand.

“You are awake?” a woman in a doctor’s coat asked with a smile. “How are you feeling, Mrs. Devonte?”

“I…” My throat dried, remembering the terrible ache in my abdomen when Alessandro stopped me. What if something happened to my baby? “H–how is my baby?” I needed to know.

The doctor smiled, touching my arm and spreading a sense of comfort. “Your baby is fine. But you need to rest. No anxiety. It could affect you or the baby’s health.”

The heavy stone that had taken residence in my heart disappeared at her words. My baby was fine. Relief washed over me. However, my relief dissipated when I realized she had called me Mrs. Devonte.

“Who brought me here, Doctor?” I asked, fearing it may have been Alessandro.

“Your husband. Don’t worry, he said he’ll be back soon. He just went out to complete some procedures.”

Fear filled me. “Did you tell him about my pregnancy?” I asked, worried she might have said something. I couldn’t let Alessandro find out.

A momentary confusion passed over the doctor’s face, but then she shook her head. “Not yet.”

“Please, don’t tell him,” I requested.

“But…” She peered at me quizzically.

“Please, Doctor, Don’t tell him. I don’t want him to know.”

doctor seemed hesitant, but nodded. As she turned to leave, Alessandro entered the room. I shifted my eyes to the window, feeling both guilty and

she, Doctor?” he

doing well. Vitals look

“Why did she faint?”

caring? What the hell?

the doctor said. “It could be any number of reasons, and her blood

Thank Lord!

and I wished he would, too. I no longer wanted him around. It was too difficult because I still loved him. It would be easier to move on and forget him if I could just keep away from him—and if he

pulling a box out of it. “You need healthy food,” he said, smiling as he placed the box

I could and couldn’t eat. How could he not know I was allergic to shrimp? Probably because it was the first time in all our

out of there, so I

he asked, his face

don’t want you anymore. So you can quit with your caring act and leave

words, yet I felt I had no choice. Though I still loved him, I also had to have some

“no” and wasn’t used to rejection. He took a step forward, his jaw tightening.

and needy woman. In his mind, that was why I married him. But that had never been the case. Foolishly,

it sounded hurt and bitter to my own ears. “Did you forget we’re legally separated?” I shook my head,

my ears. The tears I had kept back while he was there slipped from

ALESSANDRO’S POV

hospital. How dare she say those things to me? I had wanted to snap at her, but being a gentleman, I left. I had even set my pride aside, chasing after her, buying her food. And what had

leave me, I’d give her what