Ex-wife Returns Novel – “Grandma Katie, my husband Luke slept with my sister and forced me to divorce.” “Carina, my dear, I already know what Luke did to you. And I’m here to help you in any way I can.” “I’ve transferred lay documents, deeds, and titles—proof to your name.” “But grandma Katie, I can’t accept this.” “You deserve this, Carina. You now have the power to strike back, what will you do?”
Today marked our wedding anniversary and my husband’s birthday—our special tenth year together. I had a big surprise planned for Luke. While he slept, I snuck out of bed, grabbed the party popper, and let it burst. He blinked open his eyes. “Happy Birthday and Happy Anniversary!” I giggled, holding out the cake. He responded with a sour expression. “Make a wish…” I urged, trying to smile. But as he rose from bed, he shoved me, causing the cake to splatter on the floor. “I wish you’d leave my life,” he grumbled before storming out. Did he really have to say that today? Sadly, I was used to it—a marriage without love.
I married Luke in my final year of high school. He was my best friend’s brother, the handsome college guy every high schooler drooled over. I never thought he’d be mine. Fate, however, had other plans. One thing led to another, and I ended up pregnant after an accidental encounter. My life changed drastically. Bullied relentlessly, I almost dropped out of school. My best friend turned against me. I became the outcast of my family. My father disowned me, my mother ignored me, and my sister, Nelly, became my enemy when I found out she was Luke’s girlfriend, She broke up with him and decided to stand with me after we got married,We became best friends and I shared the pains of my marriage with her. “Luke… Happy Birthday, darling,” Madame Claire interrupted.
I quickly grabbed the broom to clean up the mess, her disapproval evident. “Thanks, Mother,” Luke said, pecking her cheek. “What’s she doing?” Madame Claire frowned at me. “Mom… don’t mind her. How’s the celebration going?” Luke deflected “Why are you here? Why aren’t you in your room?” His mom scolded, making it sound like I had a real room. I was stuck in the basement behind my daughter’s room, unable to see her when I wanted. “Why are you in my son’s room? Are you deaf?” She yelled. “I wanted to surprise him,” I stuttered. “Why?” “It’s his birthday and our anniversary…” I explained, but she burst into laughter.
“What anniversary? You trapped my son with a child and call it marriage…” “Mother, I—” “I’m not your mother, you wretched thing. Get out,” she ordered, and I rushed to leave. “Wait. Stay out of sight today. I don’t want to see you at the party. Hide in the basement, okay?” she commanded, and I nodded. “Yes, ma’am.” “Now, go.” As I made my way to my room, my heart felt heavy with the weight of my struggles. But amidst it all, there was my daughter, playing with her toys, a beacon of light in my world of darkness. “Hey sweetie,” I said softly, kneeling down beside her. “What are you playing with?” Her face lit up as she looked up at me.
“Mommy, I’m playing with my dolls. Do you want to join?” Her innocence warmed my heart, and I couldn’t resist the invitation. “Of course, darling,” I replied, suppressing the ache in my chest. “Let’s play together.” We spent some time lost in our make-believe world, the cares of the outside world momentarily forgotten. But as I glanced at the clock, reality came crashing back. Luke would be request for breakfast soon, and I had duties to attend to. “Mommy, why do you look sad?” my daughter asked, her brow furrowing in concern. I forced a smile, not wanting to burden her with my troubles. “Oh, it’s nothing, sweetheart. Mommy’s just a little tired, that’s all.”
But even as I spoke the words, I felt a lump forming in my throat, threatening to unleash the flood of emotions I had been holding back. Before I could stop them, tears welled up in my eyes. My daughter’s expression softened, her eyes widening with concern. “Mommy, why are you crying?” I quickly wiped away the tears, not wanting to upset her further. “It’s okay, honey. Mommy’s just feeling a little emotional today.” Just then, Luke barged into the room, his usual brusque manner sending a shiver down my spine. “Where’s my breakfast?” he demanded, his tone impatient. I rose to my feet, trying to compose myself. “I’ll go make it right away, Luke,” I said, my voice trembling slightly. But before I could leave, Luke’s words stopped me in my tracks.
“And don’t forget what my mother told you earlier. Stay out of sight today. I don’t want to see you anywhere near the party.” Confusion clouded my mind as I struggled to make sense of his command. “But why, Luke? What have I done?” He rounded on me, his eyes blazing with anger. “Just do as you’re told, okay? I don’t have time to argue with you.” My heart sank as I realized there would be no reasoning with him. Turning away, I made my way out of the room, my daughter’s innocent question caught my ears. ” Dad ,Why is mummy always sad?” Nelly asked and Luke knelt in front of her.
“Mummy isn’t always sad, She just wants pity” Luke replied. How could he say that to our daughter. ” Mom…Is that true?” She asked but I couldn’t say anything,I felt a lump of tears in my throat and my tears started to roll down freely. Luke moved closer and dragged me to a corner. ” Get a grip of yourself” Luke whispered to me and I pushed his hands away. ” Luke…Will you ever love me?” I asked,I didn’t know why but I was desperate to make my self feel better but unknown to me,I was about hurting myself. ” I will never love you” As the party kicked into full swing, I retreated to a quiet corner, hidden from sight.
From my hidden point, I watched as friends and family mingled, their joyful expression made me jealous,I longed for this kind of happiness Feeling utterly alone, I reached for my phone and dialed my sister Nelly’s number. As her familiar voice greeted me on the other end. ” Hey sis , Happy wedding anniversary” She squealed and I sighed,I wished it was a happy anniversary. ” Yeah right…Where are you it’s a bit noisy?” I asked and she shouted trying to make me hear her. ” I’m running errands for dad…So how is the celebration kicking off” She asked and I sighed. ” There is no celebration, Luke and his mom instructed that I hide in my room and I can’t come out till the party is over” ” What ! But you are his wife…What’s the deal ?” ” I do not know Nelly I’m trying to be a good housewife but Luke never misses a chance to bully me , He recently called me a highschool dropout like he wasn’t the reason I dropped out” I cried out.
“I can’t believe I used to date that jerk…” ” Was he like this to you ” I asked. ” Does that matter? Carina don’t let them get to you okay…You have me and you have your beautiful daughter…Okay? I have to go now,Talk to you later…ciao” She said and hung up. ” Why is she in a hurry” I sighed. As I sat at the dining table, the salty taste of tears still lingering on my lips, feeling drained and sad, I suddenly felt really thirsty. Slowly, I got up and walked to the kitchen, feeling heavy and tired. I just wanted a glass of water to soothe my parched throat. Slowly, I made my way to the kitchen, my footsteps echoing in the empty hallway.
As I reached for a glass from the cupboard, a flicker of movement caught my eye. Peering through the doorway, my heart dropped as I witnessed a sight that made my blood run cold. in the kitchen, There, right before my eyes, was Luke, my husband, pecking another woman. And not just any woman, it was Nelly, my own sister. My heart felt like it was being torn apart. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. How could he knowing that our daughter could have been the one witnessing? My mind reeled with the betrayal of it all. And then, as if the scene couldn’t get any more surreal, I had recognized the woman in Luke’s arms. It was Nelly, my own sister, the same person I had turned to for solace just moments ago. The glass slipped from my fingers, shattering on the floor as I let out a horrified scream . The sound of my cry pierced the air, drawing their attention.
Luke and Nelly turned to face me, their expressions a mix of surprise and indifference. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I struggled to comprehend the magnitude of their betrayal. “Nelly… how could you?” I choked out, my voice barely above a whisper. Nelly couldn’t look me in the eye. “I’m sorry, Carina,” she mumbled softly, but her apology felt empty, like it couldn’t undo the damage that had been done. Luke just smirked at me, his eyes cold and cruel. “Clean up that mess,” he ordered, his voice filled with disdain. “No… I won’t,” I whispered defiantly. Enraged, Luke’s grip tightened on Nelly’s waist as he leaned in to peck her once more, the sight a cruel mockery of the love we never for once shared. The pain of their betrayal threatened to consume me, but I refused to let them see my weakness. As I stumbled out of the kitchen, the pain in my heart was almost unbearable.
And then, as if to add insult to injury, I felt a sharp sting in my hand. Looking down, I saw blood dripping from where a piece of glass had pierced my skin. The pain was excruciating, but it was nothing compared to the ache in my chest. I felt like my whole world was falling apart, like I was drowning in a sea of sadness and betrayal. I wept till dawn,I couldn’t sleep and ih the morning, Luke and Madame Claire burst into my room. ” Sign it …. It’s our divorce paper” ” What do you mean divorce?” I stuttered and he moved closer. ” Are you deaf? I do not want to be in this wreck you call a marriage…” Luke yelled and I flinched. ” Luke…I…Uhmm, What about our daughter?” I started to stutter out of the fear of what Luke and his mother would do,I was the one that got hurt but I was the one that got served divorce papers. ” What daughter!
That’s my daughter…You have nothing to do with her, Sign the papers…Take your property and get out! You are not allowed to leave this house with anything purchased with my money,So you can as well just sign the paper and walk out” Luke commanded ,I had nowhere to go or what to do ,My parents won’t let me move in with them,I fell on my knees and started to plead with Luke. ” Maybe…Just maybe,if you didn’t sneak into my room and convinced me to sleep with you,All of this won’t happen, Although we didn’t plan for our daughter but she happened….” ” Are you stupid?” Luke grabbed me from the floor and pinned me to the wall. ” Hit me ! At least let me feel physical pain…You cheated on me with my sister and you want to throw me out like trash…What have I ever done to you Luke? What!” I screamed and he raised his hands to slap me.This wouldn’t be the first time so I was waiting for it. ” Don’t waste your energy on her ,Look here.
Sign those papers and leave this house before my granddaughter comes from ballet rehearsals. You are no longer wanted in this household!” “Why, Nelly?” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own tears. “Why would you do something like this to me?,I told you everything! What I went through in my marriage with Luke and you…” But Nelly just shrugged, her expression devoid of remorse. “Because I could, Carina. Because I wanted him, and I didn’t care about the consequences. You were just collateral damage.” Her callous words cut me to the core, leaving me feeling empty and broken. How could she be so heartless, so cruel? “Carina,” Luke’s voice was like ice, cutting through the silence like a knife. “It’s time to go.”
My heart sank like a stone as I looked up at him, the reality of my situation crashing down on me like a tidal wave. 24 hours had passed in a blur of pain and despair, and now the moment of reckoning had arrived. “But Luke, please,” I pleaded, my voice trembling with desperation. “Please don’t do this. Where will I go? What will I do?” But he just shook his head, his eyes cold and unforgiving. “You’re not leaving with anything I bought for you with my money,” he sneered. “You’re leaving with nothing.” “Mummy, no! Don’t go!” Leah’s voice was a desperate plea, her tears mingling with mine as she clung to me, refusing to let me go. But it was no use. With a heavy heart, I watched helplessly as my daughter was torn from my arms, her cries echoing in the empty room.
“Please, Luke, please,” I begged, my voice choked with tears. “Don’t do this to her. She needs me.” But Luke just sneered, his eyes filled with contempt. “She’ll be fine,” he said callously. “She doesn’t need you.” As I was dragged out of the room, my heart shattered into a million irreparable pieces. But even in my darkest moment, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight of Nelly, standing in the corner, laughing cruelly at my misfortune. ” Stay out!” Luke yelled and they stormed out,I could hear my daughter screaming and shouting from inside followed by thunderstorms,I was on the floor , confused and tossed out like a piece of trash. ” I will never forgive or forget this household” I wiped my tears off and started to head outside.
Lost in my own misery, I hardly noticed the sleek black car that pulled up beside me, nor the tall figure that stepped out from within. It wasn’t until a voice called out to me that I looked up, startled, to see Luke’s uncle, a man of wealth and influence, standing before me. It was Martins,I had met him few times, From what I heard, He was the most powerful in the family but yet reserved and cold. “Carina?” His voice was filled with concern as he approached, his brow furrowed with worry. “Is that you?” I nodded numbly, too stunned to speak, too broken to care. But before I could utter a word, his personal assistant stepped forward, her expression grave. “Sir, that is indeed Mrs. Carina,” she confirmed, her voice tinged with sadness.
“I overheard the workers saying that she was served divorce papers and thrown out of the house. She’s been out here, begging for two days now.” The weight of her words hit me like a sledgehammer, the reality of my situation crashing down on me with brutal force. Divorce papers? Thrown out of the house? It felt like a nightmare, a cruel twist of fate that I couldn’t wake up from. Luke’s uncle’s eyes widened in shock, his features contorted with disbelief and anger. “Divorce papers?” he exclaimed, his voice rising with outrage. “Thrown out of the house? I knew the marriage was wack! Come with me , You can’t be in this rain” His words were like mockery filled with pity,I didn’t want to associate myself with Luke and his family anymore and he was indeed a family,Madam Claire youngest brother. ” I do not need your help” I said and I walked out.
“I expected the divorce…It took them long enough, Keep an eye on her for me ” Martins ordered his personal assistant and he signalled his driver to change direction, He was no longer interested in seeing his sister and her son for now . The rain soaked through my clothes, chilling me to the bone as I trudged down the deserted street, my spirits as dampened as the weather. Lost in my thoughts, I hardly noticed the sleek Lamborghini that pulled up beside me, nor the impeccably dressed individuals who stepped out. “Excuse me, are you Carina?” A woman in a sharp suit approached me, her expression both businesslike and kind. I nodded, surprised by the sudden attention. “Yes, that’s me.” The woman smiled gently.
“I’m from the Welmer family. Katie, an old friend of yours, has been asking to see you.” My heart skipped a beat at the mention of Grandma Katie. Despite the rain and the gloom, a warm feeling spread through me at the thought of the kind old lady who had once been a beacon of light in my life. “Grandma Katie?” I repeated, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips. “Of course, I remember her.” It had been a year since I had last seen Grandma Katie, a year since I had strolled through the estate with her, listening to her tales of days gone by and sharing in her laughter. She had been a friend to me when I had felt utterly alone, and the thought of seeing her again filled me with a sense of joy and anticipation. As I sat in the plush leather seat of the Lamborghini, the assistant beside me mentioned something about giving me a makeover before seeing Grandma Katie. I furrowed my brows in confusion, not understanding the necessity of it. “Why do I need a makeover?”
I asked, my voice tinged with curiosity. But to my surprise, nobody offered an explanation. As I entered the room, the sweet scent of flowers filled the air, mingling with the warmth of Grandma Katie’s smile as she tended to her beloved blooms. My heart swelled with affection as I caught sight of her, her kind eyes sparkling with joy at the sight of me. “Grandma Katie!” I exclaimed, rushing forward to envelop her in a tight hug. “It’s so good to see you!” She returned my embrace with equal enthusiasm, her frail arms wrapping around me as if I were the most precious thing in the world. “Carina, my dear, it’s been too long,” she said, her voice tinged with genuine affection. As she led me to a cozy sitting area, she gestured for me to take a seat while she prepared some tea. I watched her with a sense of gratitude, feeling a rush of emotions welling up inside me.
“Grandma Katie, there’s something I need to tell you,” I began, my voice hesitant as I struggled to find the right words. But before I could speak, Grandma Katie placed a comforting hand on mine, her gaze steady and knowing. “Carina, my dear, I already know what Luke did to you,” she said softly. “And I want you to know that I’m here to help you in any way I can.” Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as her words washed over me, a mix of relief and gratitude flooding my heart. “Thank you, Grandma Katie,” I whispered, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. She smiled gently, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Now, before we get into the details, I want you to meet someone,” she said, motioning to a man who had been waiting patiently in the corner.
“Carina, this is Ben, my lawyer,” she introduced, her voice tinged with excitement. “He’s here to help you.” I turned to Ben, offering him a tentative smile as he approached. “Nice to meet you, Ben,” I said, my voice trembling slightly with nervousness. Ben returned my smile with a warm one of his own, his reassuring presence putting me at ease. “Likewise, Carina. Grandma Katie has told me a lot about you,” he said, his tone friendly and welcoming. Before I could respond, Grandma Katie reached into her pocket and pulled out a small box, handing it to me with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
“I have a gift for you, Carina,” she said, her voice filled with excitement. With trembling hands, I opened the box, my breath catching in my throat as I caught sight of its contents. Inside lay documents, deeds, and titles—proof of Grandma Katie’s immense wealth, all transferred to my name. I stared at the papers in disbelief, my mind reeling with the enormity of what Grandma Katie had just done for me. “But… but Grandma Katie, I can’t accept this,” I stammered, overcome with emotion. Grandma Katie shook her head, her eyes shining with pride. “You deserve this, Carina. You now have the power to strike back, what will you do?”