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My Ex-Husband Desires Me

"Wh..wh.. what is this Maxwell?" She raised her head, her vision was blurred with unshed tears.   "Can't you read?" He asked, "I'm filing for a divorce, sign it and let's both go our separate ways." He handed her a pen.   "What did I do? I thought you said you loved me. Were you just fooling with me? Did you toy with my feelings?" She sobbed. The tears she had been holding flowed freely down her cheeks.   "Don't act like you don't know what you did. What? You thought I would never find out? You gold-digging whore!" He yelled.    Morgana grabbed the table cloth, every word that left his mouth was like an arrow piercing through her chest. "Why would you say that to me? You've known me for a year now, do I look like a gold digger to you?" She cleaned her tears, but the tears kept falling nonstop.   "That's because you are good at acting. Do you want me to tell you what you did since you can't seem to remember?"    "You are the reason I got drunk that night, You got me drunk just so you could sleep with me and after that, you leaked the information because you knew that my family would ask us to get married just to save our reputation."  ........... After their wedding anniversary, which ended up with a divorce, Morgana swore to herself that she would work hard and earn for herself and her unborn baby. But then, her supposed Ex-Husband wants her back and is trying his best to get back into her life.

Author_Gaelly · Urban
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There's a traitor

Bob ran after stabbing the gateman four times, he went unnoticed because everyone was focusing on the man lying on the ground with blood oozing out of his stab wounds and mouth. He entered his car and drove home, when he got home he entered his bathroom, took a long bath washing the blood from his hands. He wore a fresh batch of clothes then took the dress he wore earlier to the backyard.

He threw it on the floor with the knife, he put kerosene on them and set them on fire, he watched them burn to ashes. Since the knife was not completely made of rubber, he took the remaining part, and threw it inside his trash can.

No one will know that he committed the murder, but although he thought that no one would know, his subconscious mind won't let him be, this was his first murder and he was panicking. The smallest sound makes him scared.

"What did you do?" Phoebe asked, Bob called her when he finished destroying the evidence. She came immediately.