Chased by My Possessive Ex (Dylan) novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Dylan

“What is she doing here? I don’t want her here! Make her leave!” I yelled in annoyance upon entering our house. I dropped all my shopping bags on the floor and walked towards the living room, where my husband and his first love were sitting.

I crossed my arms in front of my chest before standing in front of him, fuming in madness. How dare he bring that woman inside our marital house?

“Dylan, will you please lower your voice? You don’t need to shout. We can hear you perfectly fine,” said my husband; Beckett. “I asked them to stay here.”

“Them?” That’s when I fully noticed the child beside her, who seems to be around two years old.

“Sarah and her child need a place to stay in the meantime,” he said.

“So? How is that my problem?”

“They’re going to stay here with us, so I expected you to be more considerate towards them. I don’t want any of your bratty attitude; am I understood?” His voice was filled with authority.”

I scoff, “You can’t be serious. Please tell me you’re joking.”

“I don’t fool around, Dylan. I’m dead serious, and I expect your full cooperation,” he ordered.

I sneer, “Not going to happen.”

“That’s not up for discussion. I’m not asking for your permission; I’m merely informing you of my decision.” He ended our conversation with those words. “Let’s go, Sarah,” he said as he helped Sarah with her things as she held the baby in her arms.

Sarah and Beckett were once lovers. I met him first, but he fell in love with my best friend, Sarah. I’m the type of girl who always gets what she wants. And that’s what I did: I trapped Becket into marrying me despite knowing that he’s in love with Sarah.

That time, it really didn’t matter. I’m beautiful and rich, so I’m sure, in time, Beckett will fall in love with me during our marriage if I just become an attentive, compassionate, and caring wife.

Our parents were business partners. During those times, Beckett was starting to take over their business. I used my influence over my parents to convince them to force Beckett into marrying me. My parents would do anything for me, and as I expected, they offered Beckett’s family a business venture that involved marrying us together.

Beckett was starting to make a name for himself during those times, and I know that he wouldn’t let that opportunity pass. His parents accepted our offers, and one led to another. Since then, Beckett has become one of the most successful businessmen in the country.

And I thought that in the past few years that we’ve been together, I would successfully manage to earn his love, but obviously I failed.

I tried so hard to make this marriage work. I will not just let Sarah take away the life I’ve been working on so hard.

I followed them upstairs. Beckett brought Sarah to the guest room next to ours. When he got a glimpse of me walking towards him, he rolled his eyes and blew a loud breath in exasperation.

“Get inside, Sarah. Take some rest,” he said before he closed the door for them before I could even get close.

“You can’t let them stay here,” I insisted as we stood outside Sarah’s room.

“That’s not your decision to make, Dylan,” he replied before he turned around and got into our room.

I immediately followed him. “If you don’t respect me as your wife, at least respect me as a woman. How can you even think of allowing your ex to stay with us in our house?”

“How many times do I have to tell you, Dylan? They needed my help. She’s alone with a child to take care of. She can’t do this alone. She’s my friend, and your best friend too.”

“Ex. Ex–best friend,” I immediately corrected him.

That’s not why I don’t want her to be here. I don’t care if she has forgiven me for stealing his boyfriend. The truth is, I’m not secure in my relationship with Beckett. I was afraid that he might steal her away from me like I did to her.

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