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

she,

well. Vitals look

“Why did she faint?”

had wanted him to care, but just then he started caring? What the hell? I couldn’t help

said. “It could be any number of reasons, and her blood work is still in the

Thank Lord!

too. I no longer wanted him around. It was too difficult because I still loved him.

a bag on the side table, pulling a box out of it. “You need healthy food,” he said, smiling as he placed the box before me. “I brought some shrimp porridge for

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

I closed

he asked, his face filled with

a nightmare for me, and I don’t want you

choice. Though I still loved him, I also had to have

took a step forward, his jaw tightening. “Provided you come back home, I’ll ignore those words and won’t bother about

course. Because he thought I was a greedy and needy woman. In his mind, that was why I married him. But that had never been the case. Foolishly, I loved him.

to my own ears. “Did you forget we’re legally separated?” I shook my head, pursing my lips. “Get out,” I said, then leaned back on the bed and

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

ALESSANDRO’S POV

wanted to snap at her, but being a

me, I’d give her what