His Mistake

Amelia Genova falls in love with the richest man in America. They get married, months later, they're more in love than ever. But when false information gets out, Xavier files a divorce. Little does he know Amelia is pregnant. He divorces her in a blink of an eye.
Years later, they run into each other, Amelia tries to avoid Xavier, but Xavier notices his mistakes and tries to win her back and his daughter.

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David's Pov

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His car was parked right next to her's like it actually belong there. That should be my car damn it ! I don't know how to explain how angry I am. He stole her from me, I so close getting that ring on her finger, and he just took her. 

He has everything. The biggest richest company, the woman I've loved since high school, and a family. Compared to him I'm a joke. 

I got out of my car, slammed it shut and took the extra key from under the mat. I unlocked her house and put the key back under the mat. I walked in and the smell of Sunday dinner was i the air. Soon laughter. I closed the door and walked around saw the big happy family playing. 

"This is what you rather do instead of marrying me?" I called out. Everyone stopped and looked at me. Amelia's eyes bored right into mine, and it was filled with sorrow and guilt.

"I'm sorry I ran out on you David" her voice was soft and quiet. It didn't sound guilty at all, it sounded that she was happy she ran out. I heard a giggle and looked at the source, Rylie. 

"Shut up little girl" I snapped. She quieted but glared at me. The room was quiet, all you can hear is Amelia's heavy breathing. She was taking large steps towards me. 

"Don't you ever, tell my daughter to shut up ever again." she voice was sharp and venomous. Her finger was on my chest and she continued talking. 

"I don't know who you think you are, but don't roll up into my house thinking we're going to feel sorry for your ass." 

The girls gasped. 

"I think it was pretty clear that when I ran away from your proposal through the bathroom window, that I didn't want to marry you" Amelia shrugged her shoulders like it wasn't a big deal.

"You embarrassed me in that restaurant leaving me like that." I said. She scoffed. 

"And you know, accepting the ring would actually be appreciated since I did everything for you." 

"Like what, David? Tell me one thing that you did that actually helped me?" She threw her hands in the air. I thought long and hard. "What about yesterday, I helped you with the girls."

"No, you were at work going to a meeting, so my the father of my children left work to watch them so I can start my new job.....

"Got anything else?"

"I helped you raise those brats!" I snapped. My head went to the side quickly. My cheek began to burn. I turn my head slowly to look at the bitch who slapped me and the slap was hard. I rubbed my my cheek with one hand and looked at her. I did one thing I wasn't proud of, wasn't thinking when I did it. 

When I did what I did, I looked down to see Amelia on the ground covering her face. 

"MOMMY!" the girls scream and run towards their mother, asking her if she was alright. Amelia was shaking, I can't tell if she was crying or not.

I looked up and saw Xavier, he was shaking in anger. Walked towards me and slammed me against the wall.

"You don't ever hit a woman, especially my woman" he threw a punch at me. I pushed him and threw one at him but he caught it. I was on the ground with Xavier throwing punch after punch.

"Xavier!" 

"Xavier, Stop!" I felt him being pulled off me then punched again but by Amelia.

I slowly got up dusting off and stood up straight.

"Leave. Leave and never come back" Amelia pointed at the door. 

I turned to walk away, the last thing I heard her was this. "Don't bother looking for the extra key next time. Xavier will own it."

 

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