Rachienyc

“I’m sure she wasn’t feeling sorry when she’s all up on my husband last night!”

When Alexandra finally married her childhood crush at the age of 25, she didn't expect that she would one day catch another woman in the arms of her husband while she hid in the bedroom closet. But there she was, anger, betrayal, and sadness washed over her all at once as she stared at her husband and the woman who had the same dark brown eyes and dark hair as her. They looked almost identical...?

That same night, she stumbled onto the beach and before she knew it, she was sitting across the table from her high school ex, Caleb, looking down at the terms of their marriage contract that he drafted up hastily. 

Fuelled by anger and betrayal by the people she once loved, Alexandra knew she had to take things into her own hands. Together with Caleb, they plot her revenge. 
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“Let’s go,” Caleb demanded as he grabbed Alexandra by her wrist without a warning, pulling her away from the chaos and out of the ballroom in a matter of seconds while both Ethan and Hannah watched them leave with a smug smile on their faces.

“Why are we the ones leaving?” Alexandra questioned, yanking her wrist out of his grasp as soon as they were out of their sight, just the two of them hidden behind a wall somewhere. 

Caleb let out a deep breath. “I have my reasons, Al. Trust me.”

“Well, they can’t just -”

“Hey, hey listen.”

He was now looking down at her with both hands on her shoulders as she had her back pushed up against the wall, their faces only a few inches apart. “What?” 

A smirk etched itself onto his face. “I promise they will regret everything they had said earlier.”

“How so?”

“You’ll find out soon.”

My Husband Cheated On Me So I'm Marrying My Ex

More than thousands of miles away from Japan, Ethan found himself standing by the entrance of his office building, looking right into a familiar pair of dark brown eyes. The corners of his lips curled upwards into a smile but when he blinked again, he realised he wasn't looking at Alexandra, it was Hannah who was right before his eyes. The smile that was once plastered across his face faded as quickly as the it appeared.

Emotions were running wild in his eyes as his fists clenched tightly beside him.

"Why are you here? I told you I didn't want to see you or talk to you," he spat, speaking through gritted teeth and a clenched jaw as he looked down at Hannah who was still sitting in her wheelchair. She had a pitiful look etched onto her face, her complexion was dull and lifeless almost, her lips pale.

Chapter 67: We need to talk