All Chapters of Goodbye, Dear Ex. Next Please: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ivy's POV“Divorce,” I whispered, like the word itself might shatter me. My eyes burned. “Why? What did I do wrong? Just tell me…”Rowan exhaled sharply, dragging a hand through his hair.“Sienna… Sienna is pregnant with my child, and I can't abandon her. We need to end things for me to focus on her. Having two wives isn't something I want. So please… just understand and stop causing a scene… Okay.”The tears I've been fighting back finally fell freely from my eyes as realization hit me. “Sienna?” My voice rose, trembling. “My stepsister? Rowan… you slept with my stepsister and got her pregnant after telling me you weren’t ready to be a father?” My breath shook violently. “Three years. Three years of taking pills so I wouldn’t get pregnant. And all along, you were betraying me with her?”My tears finally broke free.“You’re a beast,” I spat through shaking lips.Rowan's expression darkened.“And now I’m the villain?” he shot back. “Did I force you not to get pregnant? Did you get pre

Ivy's POVSienna was finally moving in, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I had begged, fought, and cried for days, but Rowan remained unmoved. The sound of their laughter floated up from downstairs, loud, carefree giggles that twisted the knife deeper into my chest. They were celebrating their new beginning while I sat alone in the bedroom that used to be ours, my hand gently rubbing my still-flat tummy. This child was the only thing keeping me anchored right now, a tiny spark of hope in the ruins of my life.The door burst open with a violent bang. Rowan stormed in, slamming it shut behind him so hard the walls vibrated. He tossed the divorce papers onto the bed, letting out a long, exaggerated breath.“Are you not tired yet?” he asked, his voice dripping with irritation. “I’ve been trying to put up with you, Ivy, but I can’t do it any longer. I’m tired of you. I want you to leave my house.”I rose to my feet in slow motion, my legs trembling., but my hand never left my

Ivy’s POV “It’s just you and me now, little one,” I whispered again, my palm pressed firmly against my belly. The baby gave no response, of course, it was too early, but the gesture grounded me.I had no savings worth mentioning, no friends, and a family that had chosen Sienna over me. Going back to the Rae Mansion was impossible. Dad won't even take me back, and Mom? She'd happily throw me back on the street.“Where to, miss?” the cab driver asked, glancing at me in the rearview mirror.I hesitated, my mind racing. Staying in this city meant constant reminders, possible run-ins with Rowan and Sienna, and the suffocating pity of people who knew our story. No. I needed distance. A fresh start where no one knew my shame.“Take me to the train station,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt.He nodded without questions, and I leaned my head against the cool glass, letting the city lights streak by like falling stars. By the time we arrived, the afternoon had faded into early evening. I

Ivy's POV The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the silence.My brows furrowed slightly as I slowly opened my eyes.White.That was all I saw at first. White ceiling. White walls. White sheets.A hospital.The realization hit me slowly, like everything else these days.I blinked, trying to gather my thoughts, but my head still felt heavy, like I had been asleep for too long.What happened?The question lingered in my mind, hazy and incomplete.Then, little by little, memories started slipping back in.Work.Mrs. Dorsey.The dizziness.Walking back home.And then… Darkness.My hand moved instinctively to my stomach, my breath catching.The baby.A wave of panic surged through me as I tried to sit up too quickly.Pain shot through my body, and I gasped softly, clutching the edge of the bed.“Careful.”The voice made me freeze.I turned my head slowly. A man in a white coat stood near the door, holding a file in his hands. He looked calm, his eyes scanning me like he had already

Ivy's POV“You’re not eating.”His voice was calm, and low… yet it pulled me out of my thoughts instantly.I blinked and looked down at the plate in front of me. I hadn’t even realized I’d been staring at the food this whole time.The table was set neatly, everything arranged with quiet elegance. The kind of place I had only seen from afar, never imagined sitting in. The soft clink of cutlery, the faint hum of conversations around us, the polished glass and warm lighting—it all felt too expensive.“I… I am,” I said quickly, picking up the fork like I needed to prove it, but my hands weren’t steady.Sitting across from him. The same man who had just stopped me outside my workplace. The same man who was now watching me with that unreadable expression.I swallowed nervously and took a small bite, though I could barely taste anything.Silence settled between us for a moment.“I was the one who brought you to the hospital.”My hand froze mid-air.Slowly, I lifted my head, my eyes meeting h