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Natalie looked at him, smiled slightly: "Why are you apologizing? Is it because Lily set me up, or is it because you also doubt me?" Morgan Samuel frowned: "I don't doubt you at all." "Samuel, you weren't such a person who thought about things so much before. What, you said you didn't doubt me after I cleared my name?" "Natalie, do you need to talk to me like that?" "Is there any other relationship between us?" Natalie looked at him. "As far as I know, after the divorce, both husband and wife are free people." Zoe directly hugged Natalie's neck, "You are a person of the times anyway, Morgan Samuel, don't follow your ex-wife like that. It's a disgrace."

Three years jumping from one difficult work environment to another took a heavy toll on her. Edward was still surprised when he thought about yesterday's meeting. It seemed that she had aged tremendously since the divorce. He could hardly recognize her anymore. If it weren't for yesterday's chance encounter, he wouldn't know how much pain and cruelty she had endured... However, there was one thing that puzzled him. Why didn't she use her alimony?

CHAPTER ONE After Divorce, Ex Husband Fell In Love With Me It was her grandfather's funeral and the world couldn't be more weighing down on her.She felt she had lost all hope to live.When she was just a little girl and her parents passed away leaving her behind, her grandfather had took her in and treated her like she was his immediate daughter. She loved him so much.It has being three month since he passed away, and her heart had been shredded to several pieces since then. She doesn't care about anything anymore just like she had lost the hope to live. Her grandfather who initiated everything was gone now, what was left?She sniffed in bitterly as she concluded with herself to serve Lucas a divorce paper as soon as she gets home.Lucas never wanted it anyways, hence there was no need to stay any longer. Her eyes held coldness in them and her focus was far away, thinking of how to get away from Lucas whom she considered a devil.She sniffed in, fighting the tears threatening to drop her eyes.A beep sound could be heard and she brought out her phone."Just as you requested, the papers are ready now.." The message read."Alright, I'll get them." She replied back and placed back

she continued. "Screw you!" I exploded, the frustration boiling over. "I don’t care about the money, or the legacy, or any of it! What matters is that we’re both about to be trapped in a marriage neither of us wants, and for what? A mistake I made because I was too drunk to know what I was doing?" Aria flinched at my words, and I saw a flicker of pain in her eyes. It made me hesitate, just for a moment. But I couldn’t stop now. I had to convince her.

"What I mean is I can't imagine living with that idiot in the same roof forever and if we are going to get divorced after 6 years, what will I tell my child?" "Yeah, I get your point. It's good news, though. You can start dating again after the divorce." I sigh. She doesn't understand my point. "...that is if you two don't fall in love before 6 years", she grins widely. "What?" I can't imagine Aidan and me being in love. "That can not happen and you know it." "Why can't it happen?" "It doesn't even sound right", I shrug with arms spread wide. "Of course, it does. All you need to do is make him fall in love with you and that's all", she claps her hands and grins in satisfaction, like someone who had done a good job.

"You should be happy. After all, like you said, it wasn't because of 'feelings' that you married me. Well, now it can be. Enjoy your future with Charlotte, just leave me out of it." It's still raining by the time I get back onto the main streets, and I'm soaked, my neck burning from where George bit me and I'm tired. You know, after a divorce, usually you don't have to see your ex again, you're able to move on for greener pastures, better things and all that. I'm doing better, I'm doing so much better than I was when I was married to him and it felt like the world and then some was against me.

“So what, after saying and I quote ‘Aiden is just a friend,’ ‘You need to stop believing anything would ever happen between Aiden and I,’ you just forgot all that?” “He divorced me!” I snapped, my voice breaking before I could stop it. “I never… never thought about leaving him. I tried to fix our marriage. I booked therapy for us, he showed up only the first day and forgot the rest. I tried guidance and counseling and he never came. Sex stopped being sex. The only reason I have Hope is because one night he came home drunk out of his mind. From the next day after he woke up in bed with me, he went from coming home at 3 a.m. to not coming back at all, and still I never complained. I faked my smile for two years, I forgot what a real one felt like. He promised he’d be there and he wasn’t. I loved him so much that my husband cheated on me and I still never thought about divorcing him. I was just going to take a trip, clear my head, and come back to playing wife to a ghost. He broke his vows first, and somehow I’m the one at fault for marrying someone who actually chose to stay.” By the time I finished, I was panting, my chest tight. The silence that followed was deafening. I hadn’t realized how much I’d been holding in until it spilled out.

By the time I moved to the bed I was feeling slightly more human. I lay there and looked at the ceiling and thought about what came next. Not about Edward. Not about Sandra or Margaret or any of it. Just — what came next for me. What I was going to do with everything I now knew. Because I could not unknow it. I could not go back to covering dinners and falling asleep on couches and telling myself the distance between us was just stress. I needed to talk to someone. I reached for my phone, and dialed Lisa's number .

The rumors of me financially supporting her have never been true. However, I will be candid. Our relationship has faced its share of turbulence and trials. She was previously married to me for three years, but over a year ago, due to my failure to fulfill my duties as a husband, misunderstandings arose between us, and we divorced. After the divorce, I deeply reflected on my shortcomings and mistakes. I worked hard to win her back. I am grateful that heaven blessed us with a daughter, who became the bond between us. Because of our daughter, we had more opportunities to reconnect. Half a year ago, Scarlett finally agreed to reconcile with me. Therefore, we are now in a legitimate romantic relationship.

"Irreconcilable differences is such a vague, pathetic term. But the law is the law. As much as I despise the way Mr. Greeley has abused it, I am bound by it. Therefore, the petition for divorce is granted. Mrs. Greeley, you're probably better off without him." I was numb when I walked out. The divorce was final. Just like that. All that pain and confusion signed into law. I went home, stripped out of my clothes, pulled a box of Twinkies from the fridge, and parked myself in front of the computer. I logged into one of those divorce forums I had found after the papers were served and typed out a post. Just Dumped, What To Do? Within minutes, someone replied: "Go on that website for singles who are ready to smash again, darling. The name of the website is singleswildfuck.com. It's time for you to get laid. Fuck that loser right out of your system. Check out . It worked for me."

“Ugh, the way she used to strut around like she already owned the place—future Mrs. CEO, my ass. All the crap she pulled? She’s finally getting what she deserves. Couldn’t be happier.” “Did you guys see that gossip site? Said our boss is officially divorced.” “For real? Damn. Goes to show, all the money and looks in the world don’t mean jack if you’re a trash partner. Even he got dumped.” “Funny, weren’t you fangirling over him just a few months ago?” “Ugh, don’t remind me. I wanna throw up thinking about it. Used to admire him. Didn’t know he was out here pining for his ex while still married. Now look—lost ‘em both.”

Besides, Lucian would never be careless enough to allow it. She leaned back in her chair with a quiet sigh. All their careful preparation was undone in an instant. Then Kayla spoke again. "To be frank, I don't think you should push for another lawsuit. Since mediation isn't an option, consider separation. Leave the country if you must, or find another way to live apart. Stop staying under the same roof. "If you remain separated for two full years, the court will deem the marriage irreparably broken. That qualifies as grounds for divorce, and the court is obligated to grant it."

Lysander's arm tightens around me, just a little. "And on the thousandth time, I walked away. I walked away and I did not look back. I signed the divorce papers and I terminated the pregnancy and I got on a plane and I came home." I feel tears prick my eyes but I do not let them fall. I have cried enough over Kier Thornwell. I have shed enough tears to fill an ocean. I am done crying.

“Treasure, I…” But all at once, she felt an overwhelming surge of emotional fatigue. Did she really want to keep rehashing a relationship that had broken her? The memories of laughter drowning in heartbreak, promises shaded with betrayal. “Blake, I think… I think it’s time for a divorce. I need you to sign the papers and file them with the court. Please stop stalling and do the right thing.”

When we got to a quiet corner, we halted and with my back against the wall, I said, "I'm sorry. I know you're still mad at me." Braddy didn't reply — I didn't blame him though because I would have done the same if I was in his shoes. The betrayal was definitely too much to handle. "Believe me, the break I requested for was not because I was seeing Artemis only to surprise you with a marriage." I cried. "Please believe me… I took a break because of the burden I was carrying. I didn't want to budge you with it, that's why." I added. "I understand." He muttered. "It wasn't your fault. It was your father who altered our dreams and plans." He said, using his thumb to clean my tears.

“I still like hearing it from you.” “Don’t,” she warned. “Don’t act proud of me. You lost that right.” “I never stopped being proud of you,” he said quietly. “Even when you hated me.” “I don’t hate you.” The words slipped out. His eyes darkened. “Then what do you feel?” Too much. “Why did you really divorce me?” he asked. “Not the lawyer’s version.” She laughed softly, but it broke halfway through. “Because I was suffocating. You loved me like something fragile. Every decision, you hovered. Every risk, you blocked. I couldn’t breathe.”

Fifteen minutes later… Annie was listening to the voice coming from the phone. “He used me as bait, wanting to lure you into the trap he laid out…” “Dustin said he chose me because I look like your ideal type.” “He wants to destroy your career…” Annie had this record because she forced Justin to reveal everything. Turns out, the rich are so interesting… This time, the divorce will not be so simple anymore. She stood up, put the money on the table, then left.

I didn’t answer right away, My eyes moved toward the window, but my thoughts stayed far away. Only now did I realize that once everything ended, I didn’t have a clear path forward. Sophie leaned back slightly and spoke in a lighter tone. “After the divorce, he’ll give you a good settlement, right? You won’t have to worry about money. You can do anything you want. Stay at home, travel, watch shows, or pick up something you enjoy. A lot of people would want that kind of life.” “Hobbies?” I repeated quietly. I tried to think, but nothing came easily.

“I thought you didn’t care about—” “I thought about it, and it’s better she doesn’t find out about this argument at all.” She gave me a tight smile that made my heart sink. “After all, you’re the perfect stepfather figure for her. I’m sure you don’t want to ruin your image by telling her about our bad times. Our marriage’s still okay, we’re just going through a phase.” “A phase?” “All married couples go through that.” “Diane!” “Don’t fucking yell at me.” She snapped. “Like I said, keep all details of the argument to yourself. I’ll be leaving early for work tomorrow, so we might not see until—”

“Don't say anything; I know how.” Smiling, she goes, “Good, now what are you going to do about him?” Good question, “I'm still going through with the divorce and getting my freedom from the Milian family.” They treated me like garbage when I was married to him, and I don't want to go back to that. “ Oh my god!” she yelled excitedly, “I got it you two could start dating after the divorce” Getting up from my spot, I touched her forehead to make sure she wasn't sick because she was starting to talk nonsense. “ nope, no, nope,” I told “ that's not going to happen” I was trying to make myself believe my own words.