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.

Doctor, Don’t tell him. I don’t want him

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

she,

well. Vitals

“Why did she faint?”

me when I had wanted him to care, but just then he started caring? What the hell? I couldn’t help but face the doctor with fear in my eyes, hoping she kept

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

Thank Lord!

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 would keep away from

and placed 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

idea 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 all our years together

there, so I closed the box

doing?” he asked, his face

a nightmare for me, and I don’t want you anymore. So you can quit with your caring act and leave me

my soul to utter those words, yet I felt I had no choice.

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

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. Yet he always

own ears. “Did you forget we’re legally separated?” I shook my head, pursing my lips. “Get out,”

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

ALESSANDRO’S POV

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

leave me,