Be Mine Again, Darling Ex Wife

Be Mine Again, Darling Ex Wife.

©️Copyright by DaVe 2023.

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Prologue: Motive.

Lisa's Point Of View

I grew up in miseries, memories of my traumatic childhood sticking to my brain like a porous plaster patching a surface.

Lost my mother to the cancer of the brain at the young age of seven, my father on the other hand becoming a drunkard psychopath who took his grief out on us; his three young children after the loss.

Memory of that night carved deeply in my head I can't forget even if I try to, the same night I turned eight and my father returned home drunk.

I was the last child of the family and the only girl, my father decided his birthday gift for me that very day was to break my virginity and leave me scarred for the rest of my life.

He attempted the treacherous act by locking himself up in my room, trapping me under his evil clutches.

My two brothers heard my wailing, they broke down my door instantly engaging themselves in a battle with my father in bid for my safety.

Luckily only my clothes were tore with few bruises on my arm for escaping his grasps whenever they laid on me.

He was a psycho and was not really in control of his actions, but those actions of his that particular night became a scene that stuck deep inside my head never to fade away.

Curled up in a corner with tears streaming down my little eyes, I watched him breaking off my mirror with the head of my oldest brother.

From the broken pieces of the glass he took a long piece not minding the pain it was inflicting on himself.

I could only scream with an heart wrenching sorrow swallowing me up as I witness him slicing my brother's throat and leaving his body to bleed to death.

My other brother ran out as soon as he saw that, I deduced he went to the kitchen when he returned with a knife. The same knife he plunged into my father's stomach from behind.

He stared down at himself, glancing back at his son who was behind him meeting his demise. Nobody was expecting it, but I was expecting the emotional trauma my system fits into.

Finalizing my experience, I saw the hand that held the piece of glass he took from the broken pieces swung backward as he delve the piece into my brother's neck. The both killing each other right in front of my eyes.

I lost everything that night.

I was given up to the foster care by the government and was later adopted by two loving couples. Life didn't get any better, that night haunted me every second of my growing life.

And I graduated high school never forgetting that night. My academics were my therapist and the only remedy to the pain often acquired whenever my past starts to haunt me.

My foster parents developed an affection for me, they took care of me and was set to give me the world if I ever ask for it.

However, the joy they offered was soon dangling on a thin thread about to cut loose when both were diagnosed with the same sickness that took my mom away from me.

I was not ready to lose both of them, I was in college studying for Business Managements, hoping to sit one job at a successful company after my graduation and take good care of them.

Then I met him while I was leaving from the visit I had come to give to my sick foster parents.

I overheard him talking to his sick mother who wanted him in a marriage because her time seems to be limited.

I knew him because he was well known in the city, and the same night I came across him the second time conversing with another man he must be acquainted with.

He was rambling on how he needed a wife urgently to please his mother, the phrase that had me introducing myself to him was no less than, "I'm willing to pay any amount of cash."

I jumped right at the opportunity, signing my life right up for hell. At least, I had the finance to keep my foster parents from dying.

Both survived, and I was a month deep into the contractual marriage. He never gave me attention, he was always on his own, as I was on mine.

Albeit, we never spend any time together. I still couldn't stop my heart from starting to beat for him, I mean he's a man with perfect looks that could pull on any woman's heart strings. I fell for his looks, that I can boldly admit.

I did finish college and became a full house wife because he wouldn't allow me go anywhere but to visit my parents or go shopping. The marriage was to end whenever his mother die, but to our surprises she's far from her grave.

Two years deep into the marriage and it was still the same between us, but totally different with his life.

He would bring in ladies and sleep with them knowing very much I'm his wife. I take that he has no idea I'm in love with him, so I confess to him.

He shunned my feelings and went on with his life never minding my existence, a different kind of rejection.

He fell sick at the third year of our marriage, really sick he was paralyzed and bed ridden for close to ten months.

I was there for him throughout, and during that period my foster parents returned back to being admitted.

On the race to keep both people I loved alive, I lost the run and the sacrifice was my foster parents dying.

I chose my husband and was wind up taking care of him so much lesser time were spared for me to give to my foster parents, even his mother wasn't there for him the way I was.

He got better and I thought his perception of me would changed, but I was wrong. He rewarded my care with money, which I rejected of course and ask for his love instead. A request that meant nothing.

He went back to behaving like before, even worse as this time he leveled up becoming more cruel with me. Chased me out of his room, have me punished by starving me if I wrong him in the slightest bit; he went as far as locking me up in the room given to me because he doesn't wish to see my face for some days.

I endured this for a whole year, and a whole four years were gone into marriage with him. I was beginning to regret why I ever agreed in the first place, I lost the purpose of my life in relationship with him.

He was inhumane towards me and that I was very aware of, but the affection I abhorred for him only clouded his mistreatment.

I endured all of this for months longer after the years wasted till I decided to quit it all. I was going to leave him, already packed my bags and everything when he showed up at the entrance of my room.

He sank to his knees; begging me to stay and to forgive him. I had wipe my eyes numerous times to see if I was dreaming, but I wasn't and he truly was kneeling on the floor with a sincere apologetic face asking me to stay.

Of course I honored his request which was just two months ago, things changed between us like I have always wanted.

However, his past was still his past. I caught him cheating on me twice after he accepted my feelings and propose his apology.

He asked for forgiveness the first time, and promised never to do it again the second time.

I believed him, I really do. But then I shouldn't have, I should have walk away that day I decided it is time to leave him.

I should have trusted my gut and leave him. He broke my heart, useless my affections like they were nothing, and I do not blame him. I blame myself instead, for being nothing than a fool when it comes to him. The third time happened and it was the last I decided to take.

So I vow, to become that one thing he would want and will never get, that one thing he already has but lost and now would regret loosing it. I vowed to make him regret ever losing me.

It was the promise I made to myself, and I sure as hell was going to fulfill that promise.

It was the perfect revenge, and I found the solace I have always longed for in the arms of his rival that wasn't really the enemy everyone painted him to be.

Callan Myers used to be his best friend, a scandal led to their friendship ending and the whole world seeing Callan in a new light.

Nobody really knew the truth behind the scandal, they all judged the poor man with Kurt's filthy words and till now he was blacklisted in the country.

He is the perfect candidate to team up with and work against the downfall of my ex husband.

Prepare to see the worst Kurt Briggs.

Chapter One: The Final Heartbreak

Her feet gently stomped against the marble floor as she vastly approached the golden mahogany door paces ahead of her.

She stretched forth her light tanned skin colored arm reaching for the door, making a twist at the doorknob before pushing it inward for an entrance to narrowed for her figure.

"Darling I'm home-" Her sentence that started with glee wade off into shock and sadness when her eyes met with a scene in front of her. Her jaws crawled below, dropping slight to the floor with her eyes widening with hurt.

"Kurt!" She yelled out, her voice cracking up as she brought her palms up to cover her mouth while silent sobs broke through.

On the bed was her husband, Kurt Briggs. In bed, naked with another woman and asleep.

The loud sound of his name getting shouted had his lashes flipping open as he looked around his surrounding.

His vision navigated the room, looking to the side to find a strange woman on the bed with him naked, then to himself to see himself also naked, before his eyes finally landed at the spot where Lisa stood.

"No no no no." His head began shaking in a negative nod as he threw off the blanket covering only his toes jumping out of the bed.

"Don't you dare come close to me!" She warned with her index raised against his approaching figure, "How could you do this to us again for the third time?" She asked, her voice trembling with anger and sadness.

She glanced up then back at him sniffing in back some tears, "I trusted you and gave you my whole world, and this is my payment for being such a fool right? Stay the fuck away from me Kurt!" She stepped the exact feet he took closer backwards from him.

"I swear I have no idea what this is? I have no idea what is going on? I have no idea how I ended up in bed with her? Please you have to listen and let me explain. I don't know what is going on here?" Kurt went on, pleading out his explanation with his eyes becoming teary looking at the sadness he was inflicting on her.

"You don't have to worry about that. What you have to worry about now is that we're over." She blurted with all the emotions in her eyes vanishing as she held a straight face, turning back on him and walking out of the room.

"No no Lisa!" He called after her attempting to run after her before realizing he was still naked with his manhood dangling to different sides.

He rushed back to the bed, gripping on the blanket and pulling it to himself instantly wrapping it around his body.

He heard a groan, coming from the female laid on his bed. He doesn't have the time to confront her, the true love of his life was leaving him so he glared at the lady for a split second before bolting out of the room.

Lisa descended the stairs with tears strolling down her eyes, one of her palms covering her mouth to muffle her sobs while the other held tightly to her bag.

He promised her this will never happened again, yet the promise was faltered just a day after he made it.

Kurt caught up to her as he latched a hold on her wrist pulling her to a stop. "Please-"

"Stay away from me! You've done enough. I'm done putting up with your lies, your ignorance, I'm done putting up with everything. You can never change, and I am a big fool for believing you will." She spoke with fresh tears matting down her cheeks, struggling to get her wrist out of his hold.

"I honestly have. Please you have to believe that I don't know what that was."

"Stop it!" She snapped out in pain, his words only aggravating her anger the more that she had given so much up for this man and he has always taken it all for granted.

"Five damn years, Kurt! You've treated me like shit, like I worth nothing to you. Of course I do worth nothing, but I'd like to remind you what I gave up for you. I thought you realized that a week ago, but I guess it is just you messing with me again." She broke down with each of the words spewing out of her mouth laced with intense pain and heartbreak.

She managed to get her wrist out of his hold after so many struggle, jogging down the few levering steps on her path.

Kurt ran after her, her words cutting through his deep heart. He had indeed hurt her, and it would be hard for her to see past his current deed.

How could he prove his innocence, that he didn't know how it happened and how he ended up in bed with the stranger that happens to be his secretary from his company.

"Lisa please, I'm begging you with everything you cherished the most, please don't walk away from me." He got a hold of her wrist again, stopping her from making further steps toward exiting his abode.

Her head whirled to the back to face him, "I cherished you Kurt, you're that one thing I cherished the most. In case you forgot, I have nobody except for you and it was your leverage to treat me much worse than a slave paying debt to its master is being treated. But now, I'm going to bless and grant your desire, I will leave your life like you've always wanted."

"I'm really sorry for what happened in the past, I can't change it but please you have to understand that-"

"I was very happy leaving the hospital yesterday, because I was given the best news of my life there and I just couldn't wait to share it with you. I even wanted to cancel the visit I had promise your mother, but she's an elder so I must honor her and decide to stall the news till this morning. Only for me to come back home to catch my very husband in the same act he promised never to engage in again. Sucks doesn't it?"

"Lisa what news do you have for me?" He asked instead, as if all she just said weren't spoken for his hearing except for the statement he keened out.

"Yes. But now do you even deserve to hear it?"

"Lisa are you pregnant?" He asked sharply immediately after her response, dropping her wrist as he took a step backward. What news could she receive from the hospital that she's so happy about and eager to share with him if not that?

"Well yeah and-"

"How are you pregnant, Lisa? How?" The guilt expressed on his face was slowly getting replaced by suspense.

"If anything is stagnant in my memory, it is the fact that I have never for once engage in a sexual activity with you. So care to tell me how you become pregnant? Or are you not aware of that fact?"

The guilt on his face vanished completely, a new look taken shelter through his expression as he stared in anticipation longing for her response.

Lisa found herself speechless, he was right, but then how is she pregnant because she was sure nobody has ever gotten the chance to sniff her gate talk less of visiting.

Chapter 2: A Shocking News.

Silence rushed between them, both staring at each other with ghost eyes morphed widely on their expression trying to understand the situation better and deeper.

"Turns out I'm not the only one cheating." Kurt quoted, making sure his tone was sarcastic while his eyes never left her face.

Lisa scoffed, forced to shifting her gaze as she rolled her eyes before settling them back on him. "Cheating?" She scoffed once again, her brows furrowing into disbelief.

"Are you for real? Or you're really saying that to me?" Lisa questioned, utterly stunned by the accusation.

He is the first man she ever fell in love with and she regretted it, she wish she could take it back.

"Then care to explain to me how you became pregnant, I don't remember the two of us ever having sex." Kurt tried to reason, sounding less offensive than he sounded when he called her out.

Lisa scoffed at his words, tears beginning to soak her sockets wetting her lashes as it threatened to let out liquid. "I don't know, I have no idea. That's the good news I got early this morning that I could not wait to share with your stupid ass only to see that you're not worth it!" Lisa screamed out the last sentence of her response, pain visibly displayed on her face as she raised her index pointing at his face.

Kurt moved back a little, appearing confused still, he's very sure that he had nothing to do with Lisa intimately throughout their years together. He wanted it special and not rushed was why never made attempt.

"Lisa how can you not know? Does that make any sense to you at all? You're pregnant and you have no idea how the pregnancy arrives, and how are we even sure that I'm the owner of this pregnancy when you don't even know how it happened?" Kurt was being logical, and he was right.

Lisa couldn't help but question herself on how it happened, but she had no one and was sure the pregnancy was Kurt's because he is her husband, apart from that there's no explanation for how she got the pregnancy.

Perhaps they got intimate on a drunken night that didn't stuck in their memories, Lisa had no one except for Kurt so there is no way he's not the owner of the little life growing inside of her.

"All I know is I'm pregnant, and you can think whatever you want to think but you're the father and no one else. You should think about the part where you're literally the only one left in my pathetic life and now I have no one thanks to your false loyalty. Fuck you Kurt and I hope you rot in hell!" With that spoken she turned around walking fully out of his presence.

Kurt stood still on the spot trying to process the strange news. How could she be pregnant, is it possible she's having an affair outside their marriage and she's hiding it with her sweet love and kisses, her perfect display of affection.

Kurt was heartbroken that she left him, but still in denial about the pregnancy. He hadn't gotten to the stage where they've both consummated their marriage yet.

Things just started sailing smooth for the both of them since they got together. Lisa has always loved him from the very first day he placed a ring on her finger and she did same.

But it was different for him, he wanted to explore not commit at his early age. He hated Lisa, because she was a result of her mother's pressure on him to marry.

Kurt was still juggling through his thought when he felt a present behind, not long two hands palmed on his shoulder giving a slow massage down to his chest before a body pressed with his from the back.

Kurt pulled away immediately turning to the back to face the girl he allegedly cheated on Lisa with, because he's certain he had nothing to do with this lady. She was nothing but a coworker and never a fling.

She's his secretary and they were together throughout yesterday because both worked on a project that came out successfully, they decided to celebrate the little success and that was when they had wines brought in for them.

That was all he remembered, he doesn't remember himself getting naked with her at all. Or the both even going up to his bedroom.

"Did I not satisfy you enough yesterday? I'm willing to try again this morning if you don't mind." She bit on her lower lip seductively, her leg stretching out as she took a step forward.

She had dressed herself into a towel and nothing more.

"What happened between us yesterday, Rhea?"

Kurt seemed pretty unfazed by her slutty moves, keeping his expression plain and gaze boring at her.

She was hinged to stop making gestures. "Well if you must know, it was a pretty long night. You met my expectations and I was surprised. You took me to places I did not dream of myself getting to. Ohhh Kurt, you literally gave me the best night of my life and-"

"Shut the fuck up!" Kurt's loud snap with his voice broke through her not so subtle experience with him.

Kurt's expression had changed, becoming threatening with his brows squeezed and lips parting slightly releasing silent yet audible breaths.

A look of fear flashed through the Rhea lady's face before it got replaced with a smile. "You shouldn't get upset for something you enjoyed really, I literally try to stop you didn't I but you begged me into it, you were practically begging with watery eyes. This is all your fault not mine, or have you really forgotten? I don't have to remind you right? Cause you and I know how perfect I am in getting into details." Rhea winked at him, turning around about to depart the scene when Kurt stopped her with a call.

"What happened between us last night? This is the fucking last time I'm going to ask!" He sounded grounded, his tone solid matching his peeved face.

"Get the hint dumbhead, we had great sex. You fucked me good with your big, long, and satisfying dick. It was the best experience letting you pound deeply into my tight hole. I really don't wanna get into details but you're leaving me no choice, that is what happened between us last night, Big Boy." Rhea shrugged during her response, not caring about the reaction her response could obtain.

"Get out of my house this instant!" Kurt pointed towards the exit.

"Why-"

"I said get out bitch!" He yelled out loud motivated by anger that displayed wildly on his features.

"I have only on me a towel-"

"I don't fucking care and the least you want is me throwing you out, because I can assure you I won't be gentle and non violent." His eyes closed for a brief second showing how dead serious he was.

"I know who your wife is cheating on you with, I know the owner of the pregnancy in her. She doesn't want to tell you, but I will tell you." Rhea said quickly, gaining the positive reaction she wanted from him as soon as he heard that.