Goodbye Forever Ex-Husband (by Ammund) novel Chapter 4

CHAPTER 004

OLIVIA’S POV

I gripped the steering wheel, my hands tight as I drove. I had no destination in mind I just needed to leave the house that constantly reminded me of my failing marriage and emotionally unavailable husband.

The words Adrian had said that morning kept playing in my head, no matter how much I tried to distract myself.

My chest hurt, and I wanted to scream. Three years of marriage, and yet, I was just something he could use. I didn’t know where I was going. I just needed to get away.

Eventually, hours later, I drove back home. I parked in the driveway but stayed in the car for a minute, taking deep breaths. My eyes were still red from crying, and everything felt heavy inside me.

When I finally walked inside, the first thing I saw was a pair of red heels by the door. They weren’t mine. My stomach dropped, and panic rushed in.

I took a deep breath and started walking upstairs. With every step, my heart beat faster. I wanted to turn around and run, but something inside me kept going forward, pushing me to face whatever was waiting.

When I reached the bedroom door, I hesitated. My hand gripped the handle for a while. But I pushed it open anyway.

What I saw froze me.

Dora was lying on the bed, half–dressed, her gown slipping off her shoulder. Adrian was next to her, still in his shirt and pants, fast asleep.

My stomach twisted. I felt like I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. For a second, I just stood there, staring at them, still not believing my eyes.

Adrian cheating on me was something I could overlook because of love but what I could never take was him bringing his mistress to our home on our matrimonial bed.

That was a disrespect I could never tolerate.

“Adrian!” I shouted, my voice echoing in the room.

Adrian’s eyes fluttered open. He blinked and then looked at me.

A look of confusion crossed his face as he glanced over at Dora who was lying next to him but in a blink of an eye, his face went from that to something colder, more distant.

“Olivia,” he said, voice groggy He rubbed his eyes like he was just waking from a nap.

I wanted to scream, but I kept my fists clenched and stared at him, waiting for an explanation. Then Dora moved beside him, stretching and smiling at me.

“Oh, Olivia,” she said sweetly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “You’re home early.”

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