Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 2

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?”

tolerating every harsh word and deed for three years, his ex was closer to his

eyes. “I never forget how you shamelessly pretended to be pregnant years ago to force my Aless to marry you! I thought with time you would realize your fault. But no. You get more vicious

Tolerating? Seriously? I

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

intervene for me. Could

“We can’t just let it go

punishment was necessary. Seriously? I thought

she won’t admit her mistake,

briefly wondered why. But then, what else could I expect

even my fault, and I was to receive punishment. I could have easily stopped them, but I didn’t. From the depth of my heart, I still wanted my husband to do that for me. So I bowed to

the many mistakes 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 accepted a life lower

wristwatch. I had been kneeling for an hour, and my knees were

hurt much physically when my soul

take me away. Maybe he would feel pity and realize my love for

and my heart rose once

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

I replied with boiling anger, not knowing if I was more angry

I saw it with

truth. A bitterness coiled in my mind as my teeth gritted together. I gulped the lump in my throat. “What you saw is not the truth,

trust in you? Remember how hard you tried to get me to sleep with you in the first place? Or that you pretended

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