My Ex Thought I Was Lost. She Was Wrong.

Three years ago, at a product launch, I punched my ex-wife Victoria's then-boyfriend, Blake, so hard he went deaf in one ear.

I was detained. Victoria filed for divorce the next morning.

From a jail cell, I learned she'd married him.

My friends knew how possessive I was, and they expected me to reclaim Victoria the moment I got out.

Instead, I disappeared.

Until my name was called out at a bustling tourist spot.

"How many skewers do you want?" I asked politely, "And do you want extra spice?"

Victoria's eyes welled up. "You...you even forgot I never eat spicy food?"

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