Tears from the Ex-Husband Novel – Free From Her Misery Callista Schaefer’s husband, Reginald Krause, had never agreed to have kids with her. Suddenly, he was interested in sleeping with her. They did it for three days and nights without using any protection. Callista thought Reginald had finally truly acknowledged her. Yet, when she was ten months pregnant, she overheard him laughing with his lover in the company lounge. Elara Duncan giggled, saying, “You’re so bad, Reginald.
I can’t believe you took photos. You don’t feel bad at all sending your wife to Braxton’s bed? I mean, he’s your sworn enemy, right?” Reginald scoffed, “Why would I be? I don’t love her at all. I’ll send the baby to an orphanage after she gives birth.” Callista’s breath hitched as tears streamed down her cheeks. Suddenly, a sharp pain in her abdomen shot through her, and blood trickled down between her legs. No one knew she was here. In despair, she watched as the pool of blood spread beneath her slowly till she died.
Callista opened her eyes in fear as Reginald tossed the divorce agreement in front of her ruthlessly. He snapped, “This is the fifth time I’ve asked for a divorce, Callista. My patience is wearing thin.” She knew at once—she had been reborn. She had gone back to before the pregnancy. Reginald would sweeten the deal every time he proposed a divorce. Initially, he promised her a villa plus 1.5 million dollars in cash. Later, he offered her ten percent of the company shares as well as a building. This time, he gave her almost half of his assets.
She signed the papers without hesitation, which made him stunned a bit. Putting away the document, he said, “Finally, you made the right choice. We’ll go to the courthouse tomorrow to finalize the divorce.” Early the next morning, Callista chose a bright red strapless dress that accentuated her nice figure and went to the courthouse with a smile on her face. A trace of mockery flashed across Reginald’s eyes as he saw her. “You seem so happy divorcing me. Those who don’t know may think you’re about to get married.” She shrugged nonchalantly. “I’m finally free from this misery.
Of course, I’m happy.” “Misery?” He was obviously dumbfounded at the word she used to define their marriage. Just then, a delicate woman walked briskly toward him and linked arms with him. “What a nice coincidence, Mr. Krause!” Callista was surprised to see Elara here. “Reginald, seriously? You bring your mistress to witness our divorce?” she said sarcastically. It seemed Elara hadn’t noticed her until now. Elara shrank behind Reginald, poked her head out, and said timidly, “Callista, I’m sorry… I woke up this morning and didn’t see Mr. Krause. He said last night that he’d be here this morning, so I came here to find him… “I didn’t mean to upset you…” Her doe-like eyes turned red as she spoke, looking harmless and pitiful. Callista had no idea what Elara was upset about.
She shook her head, sighing at Elara’s lame acting skills. But maybe the saddest part was Reginald actually bought it. “Enough, Callista. Elara is so harmless and innocent. Do you really have to be so mean?” “I’m mean? What did I do? I just stated the truth, didn’t I?” Callista scoffed. “She slept with you when we were married. And you actually call her harmless and innocent? She indeed has you wrapped around her finger. How scheming.” “Shut up! Callista, it’s not Elara’s fault that you and I end up like this. Don’t take this out on her.” Reginald shielded Elara and frowned. “Come at me if you’re upset. Stop giving her a hard time.”