Burning Desire My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back

of the prison gate. She placed a hand on her forehead, shielding her eyes from t

now she was free. This was the first time in al

n unexpectedly cut short. Thanks to the new president, who had announced the release of all fe

the prison filling her with a sense of relief. Her mind wandered to her husband, Abel Copper, and

ome," she whispered to herself, though h

. But none of that bothered her. She had endured the suffering fo

up beside he

de?" the d

ry Avenue,"

front seat said, waiting for he

's home. Nicole paid the fare and stepped out, her heart racing

e fell on Abel. He stood tall and composed, dressed in his signature l

f perfection. Hot, handsome, and unshakably composed. Nicole had missed him desper

eyes scanning her disheveled appearance

decipher his emotions. His presence filled the room with an air of coldness that sent chills down her spine.

going out?" she managed

idn't seem to care. His thoughts were elsewhere. He re

ison," he said, adjusting his tie as though

Abel was dressed and ready to visit her-this was the first time since she'd been

e effort to visit. Her heart softened at the thought. Could it b

ontinued, completely unfazed by her emotional reaction. "I wanted to see you b

divorce statement. I've already signed it. You can s

tating. She took the papers from him, her hand shaking a

taggered backward, her back pressed against the wall for support. A

es drawn to the spot where Abel's name was neatly written

ar. All the sacrifices she had made-everything she

sily? Her mind raced back to the horrors of the past two ye

ne night when she was forced to sleep on the cold marble floor while rain poured down from a

umonia as a result and wa

way and forced her to go without for days. When she tried to fight back in hunger, they had beaten her viciously, st

r of her suffering-the sacrifices she had mad

rce st