I Want You Back

Laura Thompson watched her marriage crumble when her husband abruptly asked for a divorce. She had always suspected that he never truly loved her, but she had decided to win him over gradually. However, everything fell apart when her husband's ex girlfriend reentered his life and persuaded him to leave Laura. Completely disheartened after putting so much effort into a marriage that ended in failure, Laura decided to agree to the divorce and start her life anew in an uncertain place. However, Jason Davies realizes that he made a mistake by separating from Laura due to his ex girlfriend's influence. He now recognizes that he loves Laura, even though he didn't realize it before. Jason intends to reunite with Laura and win her back. The lingering question is whether Laura will forgive Jason and return to him after being hurt so deeply by him.

Today, I decided to cook my husband's favorite dish. I always enjoyed pleasing him and taking care of our marriage. I wanted him to know how much I loved him and how happy I was that he married me.

We got married right after college, and we had been together for five years. My husband, Jason Davies, a billionaire, was somewhat distant and indifferent to me, but I was fighting every day to win his heart. I thought I was making progress until that fateful day, when everything fell apart.

Jason entered our house that night and went straight to the kitchen, looking for me. He had a striking presence; he was tall, handsome, and well-dressed in his CEO attire. He looked irresistible, especially in his navy blue tie that matched his blue eyes and jet-black hair. I fell in love with him the moment we met.

I smiled warmly when I saw him in the kitchen doorway, happy to have him back home. "Oh, you're back early," I said, moving toward him to embrace him and give him a welcoming kiss, as I always did. However, this time he pulled away, rejecting my affection, which left me confused.

"We need to talk. Can you come with me, please?" he said, asking me to join him in his office. I noticed he held a rectangular envelope in his hand, and his jaw seemed clenched, indicating a serious matter.

"Is there a problem?" I asked, feeling uneasy. He sighed, appearing uncomfortable, and simply nodded.

"I'm waiting for you in the office," he said, leaving the kitchen.

I asked the household cooks to keep an eye on my special sauce to prevent it from spoiling and ruining the dinner I had carefully prepared for Jason. Then, I left the kitchen and went to my husband's office.

We lived in a sophisticated mansion in the upscale neighborhood of Manhattan, surrounded by servants and luxury. Despite that, I enjoyed cooking for my husband and taking care of him.

I adjusted my long, wavy, brown hair in the hallway mirror before walking into his office. My almond-shaped eyes were brown like