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.

Don’t tell him. I don’t want him

nodded. As she turned to leave, Alessandro entered the room. I shifted my eyes to the

is she, Doctor?”

well.

“Why did she faint?”

started caring? What the

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

Thank Lord!

because I still loved him. It

didn’t get my wish. Instead, he approached and placed a bag on the side table, pulling a box out of it. “You need

had stayed beside him, taking care of everything. Three years later, my soon-to-be ex-husband had no idea what I could and couldn’t eat. How could he not know I

so I closed the box and pushed it back

are you doing?” he asked,

three years have been a nightmare for me, and I don’t want you anymore. So you can quit with

had no choice. Though I still loved him, I also had to have some dignity and

tightening. “Provided you come back home, I’ll ignore those words and won’t bother about anything

his mind, that was why I

couldn’t help but chuckle, and it sounded hurt and bitter 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

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

ALESSANDRO’S POV

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 she done in

wanted to leave me, I’d