Goodbye Forever Ex-Husband (by Ammund) novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132

Chapter 132

OLIVIA’S POV

The car ride back to Julian’s place felt longer than usual, even though the roads were familiar. It was like time was dragging just to match the weight was carrying emotionally. Still, despite the ache in my chest and the storm of thoughts clouding my mind, there was one thing I could hold onto–I was finally free. Free from Adrian’s hold. Free from the mental tug–of–war I had been stuck in for months.

I hadn’t told my family that I would be leaving Adrian’s house today, so my return would definitely come as a surprise. But out of everyone, I knew my mom would be the most excited. She had been praying, hoping, and pushing me to leave that place, and now her wish had finally come true.

With that chapter behind me, it was time to start thinking about what lay ahead–my trip to Mexico, and the fresh start I so desperately needed. A new country, a new opportunity, and maybe, just maybe, a new version of me.

The car pulled up in front of the house, and I stepped out, pulling my luggage behind me. Just as I reached for the doorknob, the front door swung open, and there stood Julian with a puzzled expression on his face, like he hadn’t expected to see me so soon.

“Surprise,” I said with a small smile, trying to sound lighter than I felt.

He blinked, clearly trying to process what he was seeing. “You came back? This is the first time you’ve gone to Adrian’s and actually come back the same day. Did he… expand the number of times you’re allowed to leave?”

I didn’t respond with words. Instead, I stepped aside slightly and dragged my luggage into view. His eyes widened instantly as realization dawned on

him.

“Wait…no way. You did it? You actually left?” he asked, his voice filled with disbelief and cautious hope.

“If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be standing here with my luggage, would I?” I replied, raising an eyebrow.

He let out a laugh, almost like a breath he had been holding finally escaped. “Wow. Congratulations,” he said, pulling me into a hug. “I didn’t expect you to come back so soon. Honestly, that was one of my biggest fears–that Adrian would somehow convince you to stay. But here you are.”

“Here I am,” I echoed, letting his words sink in. It felt good to hear that someone had faith in me, even if I had doubted myself along the way.

“This is great news,” he said enthusiastically, grabbing my luggage and dragging it inside with ease. As he stepped into the living room, he called out, “Mom! Guess who’s here to stay!”

Footsteps echoed down the staircase, and then my mother appeared, her eyes immediately landing on the suitcase in Julian’s hand. When she looked at me and saw the emotion on my face, her own eyes lit up with warmth and relief.

“I was already missing you, mi amor,” she said, moving quickly to embrace me.

“Well, you won’t have to miss me anymore,” I replied with a soft laugh. “Because I’m here to stay.”

My mom’s eyes welled up a little. “Thank God,” she whispered.

Julian, curious as ever, turned toward me. “Wait, does that mean Adrian denied the pregnancy? Did you tell him?”

I shook my head and glanced at the floor, the heaviness returning to my chest. “No. I didn’t even get the chance.”

“What? But you said you were ready to tell him,” Julian said, his voice laced with confusion.

“Come, sit,” my mom interrupted gently, guiding me to the couch. “Tell us what happened.”

I sat down and exhaled deeply. “You’re not going to believe it,” I said with a sarcastic snicker. “I walked in and heard Isadora telling Adrian that she was pregnant with his child.”

Both of their eyes widened in shock.

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Chapter 132

“You were right, Mom,” I said quietly, the pain creeping back into my voice. “I shouldn’t have gone there in the first place

“It’s okay,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around me in a comforting embrace. “What matters now is that you’re home

And her hugs always came at the right time.

The warmth of her arms was the kind of comfort I didn’t realize I needed until I was in it. It felt safe. It felt real.

Still, healing isn’t impossible. It just takes time. And I needed to give myself that time–to feel, to grieve, to let go. But more than anything, I needed to shift my focus. I was done letting pain define me. I was going to focus on building my life, on stacking success after success. If I kept my mind busy chasing goals and making money, I wouldn’t have time to look back.

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