After the Divorce, My CEO Ex Regret

The night I asked for a divorce, my husband—the one who swore he loved someone else—begged me to stay. His hands gripped my waist. His breath burned against my neck. “Who is the man?” I tried to push him away. He only pulled me closer. “Can he make you feel this good?” Three years of marriage. I thought I could warm his cold heart. Then his ex came back. And I became the villain. He forced me to apologize to her. Never once questioned her lies. So I signed the papers and walked out. Now? I’m successful. Beautiful. The one he can’t have. He kneels in front of me with a diamond ring. “Let’s remarry.” I smile—and turn to the man who saved me when I was a child. He’s been waiting for years. Let my ex kneel there forever.