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 to

the room. I shifted my eyes to the window, feeling both guilty and

is she,

well.

“Why did she faint?”

had never cared about 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

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

Thank Lord!

I wished he would, too. I no longer wanted him around. It was too difficult because I still loved him. It would be easier to move on and forget him if I could just keep away from

table, pulling a box out of it. “You need healthy food,” he said, smiling as he placed the

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

so I closed the box and

are you doing?” he asked, his face filled with

nightmare for me, and I don’t want you

utter those words, yet I felt I had no choice.

took a step forward, his jaw tightening. “Provided

he thought I was a greedy and needy woman. In his mind,

legally separated?” I shook

whoosh and click of the door met my ears. The tears I had kept back while he was there slipped

ALESSANDRO’S POV

to me? I had wanted to snap at her, but being a gentleman,

If she wanted to leave me, I’d