Cohabitation With My Ex-Husband

"Home sweet home," Sarah said with a big smile on her face as she just entered an apartment.

This apartment did look a little smaller than the apartment she had frequented the past few days.

However, this was the apartment she had rented with her own money, and had been accompanying her for the past few years.

Today Sarah doesn't actually have to come to work, she is always off on the weekends and only comes if there is an emergency case.

However, she purposely told Michael that she had work so she could come over to her apartment and rest here.

She had to get some healing time to heal her mentally and physically, who had been tired the last few days because she had to live with her ex-husband.

Sarah then immediately walked to her room and immediately lay down on the bed.

Her face looks happy.

"Finally I can rest in peace. No work, no that bastard," Sarah muttered as she closed her eyes.

It didn't take long for Sarah to immediately go to the dream world.

***

When Sarah woke up, it was three in the afternoon. It seemed that she was so exhausted that she fell asleep for approximately six hours.

"Ah right, I was in my apartment," Sarah muttered as she looked up at the ceiling.

A smile immediately appeared on her face then excitedly she immediately headed to the bathroom to do her me time.

Sarah's mood seemed to improve a little because in the bathroom a hum was heard.

After taking a bath, Sarah went straight to the kitchen to make her food, her face didn't stop smiling while she was cooking and eating.

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Looks like she made the right decision to come here!

***

Sarah looked at a paper in front of her. In her right hand she held a pen and shaking it

[Plan]

After doing all the activities she wanted to do, Sarah decided to think about what she should do with her situation with Michael.

She was too busy at the hospital, and she couldn't think of this when she was with Michael.

However, after writing that one word on the paper, Sarah was silent for a long time until her hand finally wrote down the number one.

"First… I have to get Mr Collins to do the operation. Looks like I'll have to meet him after this," Sarah muttered and then wrote it down on paper.

[2. When will I stop doing this?]

Sarah was silent for a long time when the thought crossed her mind.

"Actually there are two ways that can make this stop. First, Michael regained his memory. Second, I left him," Sarah muttered and then wrote the two things down on paper.

She then rounded off the 2.1 word.

"What should I do with this?" she thought.

There's a chance that Michael might suddenly regain his memories, but what should she do when that happens?

"Hmm… well… let's be honest, tell him Mr Collins asked me to do this, and I agreed because Mr Collins was sick," Sarah said and then took notes again.

However… will Michael believe it?

Suddenly the thought crossed Sarah's mind.

"Whether he wants to believe it or not, it's none of my business! I hope he doesn't think I did it because I still have feelings for him!" Sarah said then exhaled roughly.

Sarah then switched to number 2.2. I left him.

"For this, I have to determine the time."

[2.2.1 I will leave after Mr Collins' operation went smoothly and he has recovered.

2.2.2. ]

Sarah was silent for a moment, her hands not daring to continue what she was just thinking.

Swallowing her saliva, Sarah finally continued to write.

[2.2.2. If the operation fails and Mr Collins dies. I'll be leaving the next day.]

"Eh wait a minute. Looks like I'd be too cruel to just go in the next day. Maybe a month?" Sarah thought then immediately crossed out the next day's word and replaced it with a month.

"Well two months! I have to at least be on the 40th Day After Death," Sarah muttered and then changed the writing again.

Sarah then looked at the paper containing her plan and read it again about what she had to do.

Everything looks perfect!

She had already determined what she should do next, and when she should stop doing this!

"Oh, I almost forgot. The third one!" Sarah said then returned to her pen and wrote down the number three.

[3. I'm going to make that bastard go crazy over me and love me so much before I leave him!]

"But…" Sarah suddenly had doubts. If she wanted to carry out her third plan, she had to have at least physical contact with Michael.

She couldn't make Michael fall in love without making physical contact with him.

However, her body couldn't accept Michael at all at this time. She herself was even surprised that his body felt disgusted when he was hugged by Michael.

"Hmm… Maybe I should be the one who initiates first to make physical contact with him so I'm not feeling disgusted?" mumbled Sarah.

"Well, we'll see how it turns out! The point is I have to make him fall in love and feel what I felt at that time!" said Sarah with determination.

She had missed her chance for revenge by killing Michael back then, but she had been given another chance and this time she wasn't going to waste it!

***

"Michael!"

Sarah let out a small scream as she ran over to Michael who was standing in front of the hospital as usual. A wide smile appeared on Sarah's face.

Michael looked at Sarah with raised eyebrows, before finally smiling at his wife's antics.

"Is something good going on? Ah! Let's go, before anyone sees us," Michael said then went straight ahead as usual without waiting for Sarah's answer.

In the next second Michael's face was immediately shocked when suddenly a hand hugged his arm and immediately smiled when he saw it was Sarah.

"Oh? What are you doing? What if someone sees it?" Michael asked, looking around them, afraid that someone was watching them.

"Don't worry, only a few come on Saturday. Besides, do I have to let it go?" Sarah asked in a slightly sulky tone.

Michael's face immediately smiled.

"No, I like it!"

"Ahh… too bad I parked my car closest to the hospital, I should have parked it the farthest," Michael commented that after only a few steps, they had reached his car.

Sarah just smiled when she heard that then got in the car as soon as Michael opened the door for her.

Once in the car, Sarah was satisfied to see Michael running towards the other door with a smile on his face. It seemed the bastard was pleased with what she was doing.

"By the way, did something happen? You seem to be in a good mood," Michael asked, occasionally glancing at Sarah.

When he picked Sarah up, his wife always looked tired and never smiled like before.

Never mind smiling, his wife had never called his name cheerfully like before.