My Ex-Husband is Out of Control Novel by Glory Writes

Julia’s POVContent rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

I sat in the passenger seat of Elijah’s car, staring out the window and thinking about how Grandma Evelyn had treated me.

That old woman doesn’t know what she’s saying!

It made me feel so frustrated that Evelyn never really accepted me as her granddaughter Sabrina. But having her insist that Sophia was the real Sabrina was truly pissing me off.

“I don’t want to go home,” I muttered, breaking the silence. “I’ll just feel even sadder and lonelier.”

Elijah glanced at me, concern etched on his face. “But Julia, where will you go? Would you rather return to the party? Perhaps some of your friends are still there.”

“No,” I said, frowning. “I’m not in the mood anymore.” Then slowly, I reached out to touch his hand gently.” I’d rather spend the evening at your house, Elijah. Just like old times.”

I was well aware that growing up, Sabrina used to spend a lot of time at his house. I wanted to prove to him that I could really be Sabrina, his long–lost love and best friend.

He hesitated, chewing on his lower lip as he contemplated my request. I knew it was a lot to ask, but I really couldn’t bear the thought of being alone tonight, drowning in my own misery.

“We haven’t even bonded again ever since we came to find out about my real identity,” I added, pouting slightly. “Please, Elijah. I thought I was important to you.”

Guilt flickered in his eyes, and I knew I had him. He sighed, relenting. “Yes, I guess you’re right. I’m sorry. You can stay at my place tonight. Anyway, I think my stepmother’s there now. She’ll be glad to see you again.”

My face lit up. Morgana and I got along very well, and I could sense that she believed I really was Sabrina.

As we pulled up to Elijah’s house, I couldn’t shake the feeling of triumph. This was my chance to get close to him again, to make up for lost time. Sophia might have his attention now, but I was determined to change that.

Mission accomplished.

Morgana greeted us warmly when we arrived. Elijah mentioned he was tired and headed to his room to change. Morgana and I settled in the living room.

“It’s so good to see you, Julia,” Morgana said, her voice filled with genuine warmth. “I heard about what happened. I’m just glad your grandmother is okay.”

“Thank you, Morgana,” I replied.

Morgana’s expression turned serious. “I spoke with Chris. He told me something interesting. Apparently, your grandmother wanted Sophia to stay with her instead of you.”

“Oh, yes, ob was was all I said. I didn’t want to say too much, just to be on the safe side. But hearing that fact annoyed the hell out of me.

Morgana’s tone shifted, her disgust palpable. “I don’t understand why your grandmother would prefer Sophia. She was such a big disgrace as Elijah’s wife before! She used to be like a maid here, for heaven’s sake, because she was no good for anything else. And yet, she couldn’t even do simple house chores properly. And business? She knows nothing about it. Always humiliating the family.”

I listened in silence, wanting to agree with her immediately. But from how I knew Sophia, she was certainly capable of a lot of things. But I’m glad Morgana feels this way.

“I never liked her for Elijah,” Morgana continued, her voice laced with disdain. “She’s not a classy woman. Not like you, Julia. I think you’re a better designer too. And much prettier as well.”

I smiled widely, grateful for her praise and approval. “How about Sabrina? What did you think of me when I was a kid then, always spending time with your son?”

Morgana grinned, her eyes shimmering with joy. “Oh, I was always so fond of Sabrina! She’s a darling… You’re a darling! That’s why I have no doubt that you are her. You’re one and the same.”

“Thank you,” I beamed.

“Even when she was just nine or ten, Sabrina impressed me already,” Morgana continued. “She was smart and so beautiful, and was very patient with Elijah. She knew how to handle him at all times, even when he was in a bad mood.”

“Really? Wow, tell me more. I’m also hoping to juggle my memory to remember more from my past.”

Morgana willingly agreed and started telling me more stories about Sabrina and Elijah when they were little. I listened attentively.

Then suddenly, she said, “You know, I’d really love for you and Elijah to end up together.”

In that instance, I heard footsteps nearby. I looked up and saw Elijah watching us gingerly.

“You and Elijah would make a fantastic couple!” Morgana exclaimed then. I smiled in response.