Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 12

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 12 Stay. Away.

VICTORIA POV

I sat beside Alessandro all the way to the hospital. He was lying like a lifeless body with an oxygen mask on his face. I was very anxious as we were going to the hospital in the ambulance.

The male nurse beside me kept him in check and assured me everything would be fine. But, my worries are not taking a name for leaving.

I am so scared. All cruel memories of the past kept roaming in my head as tears slipped through my eyes.

All I could hope was that nothing serious happened to him. Because if anything goes wrong, I can never forgive myself.

Soon, we reached the hospital, which seemed like forever to me. The medical staffs were faster as they immediately set up a stretcher and took him inside.

I followed them.

The doctor checked him on the spot and decided that he needed an operation immediately.

While I watched the nurses and other doctors taking him inside, the main doctor stopped me, following them.

“Mrs. Devonte, there is a procedure you need to sign.”

His words stopped me on the track. This doctor knows us well but didn’t know the recent news of our divorce.

“But, doctor…” I tried to explain that this was not in my hands anymore, but he continued, “his condition is serious. The operation needs to be done really quickly. But before that, we need to complete the procedures as quickly as possible. Otherwise, we can admit him to O.T.”

I don’t know why God is so obsessed with putting me in such crazy situations. The more I want to stay out of this family, the more I am drowned in it.

Devonte? Please hurry

There is nothing to do. The surgery needs to be done immediately; if

red light is on. I called Calvin to let him know and asked him to inform his

with an

face is filled with terror. Even though I don’t have any good

Alessandro?!” Grandma asked

an operation immediately, and Doctors are attending him in the O.T.,” I replied with my

though we are divorced now, I still love him. And today, he is fighting for his life because of

Aunt Gina helped her sit on the bench

turned to me and pushed me back, making me

you only brought bad luck to your husband!” And then,

it; I raised my hand and

Away,” I glared

in disbelief as she stared at me,

this; they thought they were dealing with the same Victoria

and coughed violently in the force.

a good wife? Three years with my Alessandro. And you can’t even learn to take care of

my eyes on her. Even though I was often unfairly accused, I made it a point to keep my gaze averted whenever she spoke so as not to

lose my

“We are divorced.”

silenced for a brief moment before