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?”

for three years, his ex was

your fault. But no. You get more vicious by the day. An ordinary girl like you should not be

Tolerating? Seriously? I

walking to her. “Camilla’s injuries are nothing serious. Let me

he seemed to intervene for

“We can’t

necessary. Seriously? I thought about telling them

mistake, let her kneel outside. Only when

felt nothing and briefly wondered why. But then, what else

of my heart, I still wanted my husband to do that for me. So I bowed to grandma, then walked out of the mansion and knelt before the entrance,

I’d made. The man I married never respected me. Why would others? Once, I was the equivalent of a princess in a mansion, but I had

wristwatch. I had been kneeling

didn’t hurt much physically when

feel pity and realize my love for him. Seeing

Then a shadow covered me. I looked up, and my heart rose once again

said, “Why don’t you admit your mistake?” shattering my excitement and

anger, not knowing if

lie, Victoria. I saw it with my own

coiled in my mind as my teeth gritted together. I gulped the lump in my throat.

anything to trust in you? Remember how hard you tried to get me to sleep with you in

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