Mr Ceo's Pregnant Ex-Wife

His words reverberated inside my thoughts. Each word turned into pointed arrows attacking my heart and reaping it into multiple pieces. I thought I had had enough pain. Well, I was mistaken. As long as I am with Ace, the pain will never stop haunting me.

Ace was the first man I ever loved... He, too, was the first love I lost. Indeed, it was true that first love is the sweetest, but no one warned me that the first cut is the deepest. Forgetting him was an impossibly difficult mission I needed to accomplish. And the first step I need to do to get him out of my life was to sign the divorce papers he offered me.

Ace made no move to step closer. Instead, he just gave me an intent look which suddenly made me uneasy. His unblinking eyes were focused on my face as he tried to memorize each detail. He stood tall with hands casually inserted on the pocket of his denim jeans, his prominent chin was tilted forward. He looked exactly like a vogue model waiting for the photographer to take the golden shot.

He never looked more handsome than he did now, I thought irritably as my gaze sinfully wandered around his body. He does not look like a man who spent the night locked inside the police station. He looked good now after he had taken a bath and shaved his stubbles.

His hair was still damp and it looked as if it needed some brushing, yet, his unruly hair only added to his charisma. He no longer smelt of alcohol, it was the scent of his musky perfume that reeked from his body, it's scent was able to reach my nose.

Silence lapsed between us. I made no move to break the wall that had fallen between us. I have no plans to. I knew that situation would one day come to this but I did not expect that my chest would feel this heavy.

"Phoenix." He called achingly, I flinched from the tenderness hoping he would stop his pretense.

"Didn't I warn you never to bother me again, Ace?" At last, I found my voice and spat the words like venom before throwing him a contemptuous glare, he nearly backed out when he saw how my eyes flared with hatred.

"Please, I'm begging you Phoenix." He pleaded desperately. I was becoming tired of his antics.

"If you don't go, I'm going to call the police and I will file a restricting order against you." I scrunch my eyebrows in rage. Wasn't he the one who told me fell out of love? Did he bump his head or something? Why was he following me around like a madman?

"Let's talk please."

I ignored his plea and walked past him without looking back. I heard footsteps behind my back. I quickened my steps and he quickened his step too. I gritted my teeth in exasperation. It seemed he wasn't going to stop pestering me. 

I did my best to ignore his presence. I wasn't in the mood to play one of his games. I'm tired of being his play toy. My small steps were nothing compared to his long, quick strides. He was a giant and I'm no match for him. If he would take me by force, he could lift me with a single arm. Thankfully it did not occur to him to take me by force.

It was not long enough before he reached my side.  "What do you want from me, Ace!" The last of my patience snapped, I whirled towards his direction, not so gently that I bumped into his hard, muscular chest. His fingers held me still to steady my body which lost its balance.

His ocean blue eyes held my gaze captive. I stopped thrashing after I felt the sincerity in his eyes. "I swear to God. This would be the last time, I'm going to bother you. After this, you can send me to jail if I will bother you again. Let's talk for a short moment. Please."

Ace wasn't a good man but he was not a liar either. He was a man of words. I believe after this encounter, he will never bother me again.

I pushed him hard,  too uncomfortable by how his touch burned my skin. I turned away from him in fear he would see my flushed cheeks tinted in red.

"I promise." He replied and I felt as his lips stretched into a smile without even looking back.

I said nothing more. I just made a beeline straight to his car, opened the door, and clambered inside. There's no way I will sign our divorce paper right in front of a cemetery. We could discuss the divorce later on inside the formality of a restaurant.

Ace said nothing too. He just climbed inside the driver's seat and roared the engine to life.