His ExWife (edited version)

Chapter 10

For the date, Yvonne decided against the dress Scott had sent. The main goal behind that was to show him that he could now not just boss her around, things were going to be the other way around this time. She chose to go with an older and basic off shoulder red polka dot dress instead.

She really wished she could somehow speak to Iyan again. For some strange reason, the presence of Iyan was reassuring and Scott's was stressful. It had been different in her marriage though but they still hardly got much time together, 3 years had easily gone down the line with being married to Scott and they still had such little memories together.

Maybe because Scott had not even given her sufficient amount of time. Had he done so, he would not already have been both married and divorced twice.

At sharp 8 pm, Scott stood right on Yvonne's doorstep, he rung the bell and waited, his car neatly parked across the street. He had been impatient to see her again since he had last seen her, it would not be wrong to say that he was being consumed in her desire, craving the warmth of her body onto his.

On the other side of the door, Yvonne fidgeted her fingers as a sign of nervousness as she stood behind the door but tried to keep her calm and attitude on point. She had been stressing over the mere thought of going out with him again. She recalled the disastrous date they had had in Italy, when Scott had been on a honeymoon with Anna. And then the making out at outside Starbucks, but Yvonne, like all other girls had her weak and strong side. Right now she felt like throwing herself in the bed and wear comfy baggy clothes and just lie there in comfort, she just didn't feel strong enough to face him again.

But she had no intention to show Scott her weak side again. She opened the door and saw him standing there, as usual, dressed in a dashing suit and tie, he did look good as always. She started with a casual "Hi" to make the conversation light.

But Scott was spontaneously hit with something else; a strong wave of nostalgia came over him as soon as he saw her in that dress; for a brief moment, he forgot about everything and went back to that first day when he had seen Mariella.

All the memories dug deep in the past about that girl came rushing to him.

When he saw her for the first time...unconfident yet beautiful...

When she was walking nervously down the hallway, trying not to attract any attention but was still the center of attention, including his...

When Mark, a friend of his, had sneaked from behind, trying to feel her up as a prank and he had stood in the corner laughing with all his other friends...how he regretted that thing till today, that it had ruined his first impression in front of Mariella...

When she had flinched at just a slight touch of Mark, he should have known something was not right...

When everyone had been laughing at her and she was named Virgin Mary of Edmont High...

When she had run away to cry alone in some corner...

All the memories came back flooding to him.

Scott had felt protective like a shield to Mariella right since that moment and for some reason, during his married years with Yvonne, he had been looking for Mariella desperately in Yvonne but had failed to do so every time, which led him to an unending frustration and tragic and heartbreaking realization that he could never have her back. Yvonne was in all ways different from Mariella. They had the same face but they had been two completely different people with very evidently distinct personalities.

He felt unsure now, for the date at the Plaza, for the private setting arrangement he had gotten done specifically for her; the entire hotel floor was booked for just the two of them. It was very rare he had put this amount of effort in impressing a girl much recently, he had done that for just 2 women, Yvonne herself before their marriage and Anna...he waved her off of his mind immediately for today...