My Ex Husband is Crying Novel – Desmond Harrison was cheating on her. Guadalupe Melton stood outside the CEO’s office, frozen in place, still reeling from the dirty secret she had just uncovered.
Her black high heels seemed to blend into the black-veined marble floor. After what felt like an eternity, she knocked on the door. “Come in.” A deep male voice rang out. Clutching the files, Guadalupe opened the door with her other hand and forced a smile.
She strolled over to his side and asked, “Are you busy? I got a few files needing your signature right away.” Though she asked so, she had placed the files in front of him and even flipped to the pages where he needed to sign.
Desmond had just gotten back from a business trip to Thuoria that morning. Right after he got off the plane, he headed to the office. There was a stack of files on his desk, fatigue etched on his face.
So he signed without even looking at the files Guadalupe handed him. “Thanks,” Guadalupe said. Then she put away the files he had signed and asked as usual, despite knowing his answer, “Are you coming home for dinner tonight?” “I’ve got something to do.
Don’t wait up,” he answered without looking up. “Alright. I’ll get out of your hair now.” She nodded and turned around, her smile turning into a sneer. As she walked by the attached lounge in the office, she heard faint sounds from inside, like a kitten or a puppy jumping off the bed.
Her gaze flicked to the coffee table, only to see several packs of snacks and a half-empty cup of hot chocolate. And there was a toppled pink high heel on the floor… She realized something instantly, her heart sinking to the bottom.
Then she came back to her office. It felt as if the way back to her office had exhausted her. As she sat down, she let out a sigh. Then she pulled out a file from those Desmond had just signed—a divorce agreement. She flipped to the last page, her fingers tracing over his signature as a bitter smile tugged at her lips.
Meanwhile, memories flooded her mind… Back then, when Desmond said he wanted to marry her, he looked so firm and affectionate. Desmond’s mom Elyse Garza, however, scoffed and told her not to get carried away, as no man would stick to one woman forever. Guadalupe insisted that Desmond was different.