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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 · Urbano
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Apologize to her

Morgana was interviewing people to fill in the space of her PA since Vivian is no more, she kept on hissing and sighing from time to time, no one was competent enough to be her PA.

"You have never managed an office before and you didn't study office management, what can you really do? What do you think is the role of a PA?" Morgana asked the last applicant for the day.

"I can make coffee and answer phone calls." The girl smiled like someone has just given the best answer to a question.

"And you think that's it? Answering calls and making coffee?" Morgana chuckled, "Thank you for coming but I don't think this position is for you." Morgana closed her CV and returned it to her.

"Please ma'am, I really need this job, my mom just died and my father is hospitalised." The girl begged.

"But in your CV you wrote that your mother owns a little roadside eatery?" Morgana asked with a suspicious look.