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After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 16- At this rate, I won't even last the week
Audrey povI barely slept, but when my alarm rang, I forced myself up. If there was ever a day I needed to be perfect, it was today. One more strike, and I was gone.I went over Amelia’s schedule again, making sure every detail was precise. Breakfast at 8:00 sharp, playtime from 8:30 to 9:00, reading at 9:15—not a single second off. Amelia sat at the table, happily swinging her legs as she munched on her toast. “Audrey, did you know some birds can talk?” I smiled. “I did. Parrots, right?” “Uh-huh! Daddy told me that some of them can even copy voices perfectly.” “That’s true.” I reached for her juice and refilled it. “Do you think Mr. Floppy would make a good talking bunny?” She giggled. “Nooo. Mr. Floppy only talks to me.” I laughed softly. Then footsteps approached. Mr Garcia.He stopped by the dining table, eyes immediately flicking to Amelia’s plate, then to me. “She’s still eating.” I frowned slightly. “She just has a few bites left.” “The schedule says breakfast
Last Updated : 2025-02-07After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 17- I'll help you
Michell povThe door clicked shut behind her. I didn’t look up. Didn’t acknowledge the way she hesitated for half a second before leaving. Good. That should’ve been the end of it. I returned my attention to the contract in front of me, scanning the figures and clauses with practiced precision. It was a multi-million-dollar deal, one that required every ounce of my focus. But for the first time in years, I found myself rereading the same paragraph. My mind was elsewhere. On her. On the way her voice trembled, not with fear, but with anger. On the way her hands clenched at her sides, like she was holding back more than just frustration. She had come expecting rejection. And yet, she had still asked. I exhaled sharply, setting the contract down. I shouldn’t care. Ms. Taylor Taylor’s life—her past—was not my concern. She was here to do one thing: take care of Amelia and follow my rules. That was the agreement. She has proof.That changed things. The scandal Har
Last Updated : 2025-02-08After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 18- You have to survive the week without getting another strike
Amelia povThe door clicked softly behind me, but my mind was already miles away, replaying Mr Garcia’s words over and over in my head.“You have to survive the week without getting another strike.”It was absurd. Impossible, even. How could he expect me to balance all the chaos surrounding Harold’s lawsuit, my own mounting stress, and Amelia’s care without slipping up? The demands he’d already placed on me felt like enough to break anyone, and now he was adding one more, as if I could simply wave a magic wand and make everything work.I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to slam something—anything—against the walls. I didn’t have time for this. I didn’t have the luxury of frustration.Still, his offer lingered, like a sickly-sweet promise that left a bitter aftertaste. He would help me with Harold, but only if I could somehow manage to stay perfect. No mistakes, no signs of weakness. Just… survive.I could feel his eyes on me again, the way he had looked at me when I finally agre
Last Updated : 2025-02-08After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 19- The real battle is about to begin
Michell povI watched her.Every morning, without fail, Audrey followed the schedule. She was up before the sun, precise, unwavering. At first, I thought it would be temporary. A couple of days of forced discipline, maybe, before she’d crack. But I started to think I had misjudged her. Four days. That’s how long it had been. Four days of watching her wake up early, follow every rule, and keep Amelia on track. No excuses. No deviation. Not even a hint of frustration. I couldn’t decide if I was impressed or irritated. The first day, I thought she was just putting on a show. But by the second day, I noticed the small details—how she made sure Amelia’s breakfast was exactly the way I liked it, down to the lack of sugar in the cereal. How she followed through with the walk, even when it was cold enough to make your bones ache. By the third day, it became impossible to ignore. She was serious. Serious enough to make me start questioning my own rules. It was a strange thing, wa
Last Updated : 2025-02-09After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 20- No room for mistakes. No room for weakness
Audrey povI sat in my room, staring at my phone, waiting for Greg to call back. The moment Mr. Garcia told me his lawyers were pulling strings, everything had started moving faster than I expected. Depositions, restraining orders, counter-motions—I could barely keep up with the legal jargon, let alone process the fact that Mr. Garcia was handling things like it was just another business deal. I should have been relieved. I was relieved. But it also terrified me. This was no longer just my fight. Mr. Garcia had made it clear that he was involved, which meant I couldn’t afford to mess up. Not with Amelia’s routine, not with my testimony, not with anything. If I failed, I wouldn’t just be disappointing myself—I’d be proving him right. That I wasn’t capable. That I wasn’t strong enough to handle this. My phone buzzed. Greg.I exhaled sharply before answering. “Hey.” “I just got off the phone with Mr. Garcia’s legal team,” Greg said, his voice carrying the exhaustion I felt. “T
Last Updated : 2025-02-09After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 21- I won't let you down
Michell povI sat in my office, fingers steepled under my chin as the last of my legal team filed out. The meeting had gone exactly as expected—efficient, calculated, and airtight. Ms. Taylor had sat across from me, her shoulders squared, her hands clenched in her lap. She thought she was hiding it well, but I saw her fidgeting. The way her breathing changed when Harold’s name was mentioned. The way she kept swallowing, like she was trying to keep everything inside. She wanted to fight. I had seen that determination before, but this time, it wasn’t just about survival. She was fighting for something bigger. For herself. I leaned back in my chair, my gaze drifting toward the darkened windows. Months ago, I had expected her to fail. I had expected her to make a mistake, to crumble under the pressure. To prove that she was like every other woman who had tried to weasel her way into my life through my daughter. But she hadn’t. She followed the rules. Every single one. She
Last Updated : 2025-02-10After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 22- No romantic relationship
Amelia povI stood in the courtyard outside the courthouse, the chill of the morning air biting at my skin as I clutched my coat tighter around my frame. The hustle and bustle of the city felt distant here, muffled by the towering stone walls surrounding the courthouse. In contrast to the chaotic energy inside, the courtyard was quiet—peaceful even—but I couldn’t shake the tightness in my chest.Harold was inside. I had seen him, as soon as I stepped through the doors, looking every bit the part of the man who thought he had all the power. His usual smug expression was plastered across his face, and beside him, his new mistress—Gina—looked like she was born for this world of drama and spectacle. She was clutching his arm with an air of possessiveness, like she was staking her claim in front of the world. And his mother… the woman who had always stood behind him, no matter what wrong he did, sat beside Gina, looking at me with disdain. She had always made it clear that she did
Last Updated : 2025-02-10After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 23- Objection overruled
Audrey povThe air in the courtroom felt like it had thickened, the silence hanging heavy as the next part of the trial loomed. Harold’s plan to use me as the villain—the woman who had betrayed him—had begun to unravel in front of everyone, and now, Mr. Garcia’s legal team was ready to hit him where it hurt the most. My heart was pounding, and I could barely focus on the back-and-forth between the lawyers. Every so often, my eyes would flicker to Mr. Garcia, who stood across the room, exuding an air of quiet confidence as his team took over. Harold’s lawyers were still trying to salvage the story they had been telling—this narrative of my supposed infidelity. They had painted me as a woman who had been chasing after Mr. Garcia, trying to tear apart my family for a man who was far out of my reach. It was all lies, and they knew it. But now, they were about to see the truth. Mr. Garcia’s lawyer stepped up to the stand, folder in hand, eyes cold as he made his way toward the judg
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After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 95- One performance down
MICHELL POVI leaned back on the couch, a book in my hands, but I wasn’t reading. The words blurred together, meaningless against the backdrop of laughter filling the room. They all came back to the living area. Amelia was perched on his lap, giggling uncontrollably as he tickled her sides. Audrey sat beside them, curled up comfortably, her eyes bright with amusement. They looked like a picture of easy familiarity. And I didn’t know what to make of it. Audrey had grown attached to him—maybe too attached. I wasn’t surprised. Ethan had a way of making himself welcome in people’s lives, slipping in like he belonged there.And somehow, over the past few days, he had done just that. He had visited four days ago, and since then, I’d caught them talking more, laughing more. It shouldn’t bother me. But it did. Not surprisingly, I was jealous. Ethan grinned at Audrey. “So, how’s training going, superstar?” Audrey rolled her eyes at the nickname, but there was a smile tugging at
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 94- Shut up and eat your cookies
AUDREY POVA week and six days.The exhaustion seeped into my bones, a dull ache spreading through my muscles as I sank onto the couch. My breath came in slow, measured exhales, my body heavy from another brutal training session. I wouldn’t lie—I had pushed myself beyond my limits these past days. I had forced Elena to teach me every move she could recall, determined to absorb every ounce of technique I had seen Gina execute. It wasn’t enough for me to match her—I had to surpass her. Tomorrow. Tomorrow, I would prove it. I pressed my fingers to my temple, my body screaming for rest, but before I could surrender to the exhaustion, I heard footsteps. Michell. He walked in, his presence as sharp and commanding as ever, but there was something different in his eyes when they met mine—something unreadable, yet piercing.Without a word, he sat beside me. The space between us felt small, charged. Then, in a low, measured voice, he spoke. “I got a report from Mrs. Vasquez toda
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 93- Audrey, be careful.
AUDREY POVAs soon as Michell walked out the door, the air in the room shifted. It was subtle—like the lingering warmth from a fire that had just been extinguished. I let out a breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding, my fingers curling around my cup. “Don’t just focus on outshining her. Focus on being better than you were yesterday.”His words echoed in my mind, sinking deeper than I expected them to. I wasn’t intimidated by Gina. …Was I? I stared at the smooth surface of my coffee, watching the faint ripples from where I had stirred it earlier. I had worked so hard to get here. I had clawed my way through pain, rejection, and doubt. I had sacrificed everything to dance. And yet— I could still hear the way Gina’s name was whispered through the crowd last night. The way their eyes followed her, expectant. The way she moved, like she knew she belonged on that stage. I gritted my teeth. No. I wouldn’t let self-doubt creep in. Not now. I pushed my chair back,
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 92- She’s determined. Stubborn. Relentless
MICHELL POVI shut the door behind me, locking out the world. I could feel the heat of the call against my chest before I even answered.Private Number.The only calls I received from a private number were from one person—the investigator I had hired.I exhaled sharply, then finally pressed the phone to my ear. “Talk.”The investigator didn’t waste time. “I got into the accident records like you asked.” His voice was low, deliberate. “And you were right.”My fingers curled around the edge of my desk.“The official report claimed it was a brake failure,” he continued. “The car lost control, spun off the road, and crashed into the ravine. But here’s the thing—there was no real investigation. Everything was rushed. Too clean. Too perfect.”My throat felt tight.I had read that report a hundred times. Had memorized every line.Faulty brakes. Instant impact. No survivors.But I never believed it. Not for a second.“Go on.”There was a pause, like he was choosing his words carefully. “There
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 91- I need to take this.
AUDREY POV.Victor was gone. I stood still, my fingers tracing the smooth edges of the photograph he had given me. It was perfect. A frozen moment in time—my body suspended mid-air, arms outstretched, strength and grace woven into a single movement. My throat tightened. Victor had always been unreadable, distant in ways I couldn’t quite decipher, but this… this was thoughtful. Meaningful. A part of me wanted to hold onto that moment, but I could feel their stares—Lisa’s expectant smirk, Amelia’s bubbling excitement, Michell’s unreadable yet intense gaze. And Ethan… I swallowed, my fingers curling slightly around the picture before tucking it away. Trevor suddenly clapped his hands together, breaking the silence. “Alright, now that we’ve had our sentimental moment—food? Because I’m starving.” Lisa rolled her eyes. “You’re always starving.” He grinned. “Yeah, and?” A small chuckle slipped past my lips despite everything. The tension eased just a little, the moment bec
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 90- I have a plane to catch.
MICHELL POVThe moment Audrey’s name was called for second place, the auditorium erupted in cheers. And yet, for a split second, my world had gone utterly silent. My hands tightened around the edge of my seat as I watched her step forward, her expression unreadable, her body still trembling from exertion. She had given everything out there on that stage. Every movement, every breath had been filled with the kind of raw passion that left the audience breathless. And me? I could barely sit still. A slow exhale left my lips as pride swelled in my chest, so potent it almost hurt. “She was magnificent,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. Beside me, Amelia was practically bouncing in her seat, clapping so enthusiastically it was a wonder her hands weren’t sore. “I told you she’d make it! I told you!” Her grin was wide, her excitement bubbling over. “Did you see the way she moved? I swear, it was like she wasn’t even touching the ground!” I had seen it. I had seen e
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 89- Guess you still can’t beat me, limp.
AUDREY POV.I took a deep breath, willing my nerves to settle. Fear threatened to consume me, but I shoved it down. One step forward. Then another. The moment my foot touched the stage, a familiar calm settled over me.The first few notes of my music filled the room, soft yet commanding.Then I moved.My body reacted before my mind could catch up, muscle memory taking over. Years of training, of pain, of sacrifice—it all came pouring out through my movements.A delicate bourree carried me across the stage, my steps whisper-light but precise. Then came the arabesque, my leg extending high, my arms reaching as if grasping for something unseen.The music swelled, and I let myself fall into it.I turned—once, twice, three times—the pirouettes controlled, fluid, a perfect balance between strength and grace.“Breathe through the movement, Audrey. Control.”Elena’s voice rang in my mind, guiding me.A leap.A series of jetes, each one soaring, defying gravity.The room was silent. They were
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 88- Stop overthinking
AUDREY POV.I froze. Of all the faces I expected to see today, hers was the last one. Gina. She was dancing—no, gliding—across the floor with an effortless grace that made my breath hitch. Every move was precise, every transition seamless, as if her body was made for this. The way she extended her limbs, the fluidity of her turns… it was mesmerizing. And I hated that. I hated that I was watching her. That, for the first time, I understood why Harold had once called her the best dancer he had ever seen. Back then, I had scoffed at his words, assuming it was just infatuation talking. But as I stood there, watching her perform with such ease, I realized he wasn’t completely wrong. Gina was good. No—she was really good. A knot twisted in my stomach. I had never seen her as a real competitor before. I had always viewed her as the woman who had taken my husband, the woman who had caused me so much pain. But now, here she was—not just a reminder of my past but a direct r
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 87- That's Michell’s older brother
AUDREY POVThe morning light streamed through the curtains as I fastened my earrings, my fingers slightly trembling. Today was the day. The competition that would determine everything—whether I was truly back, whether I still belonged on that stage. Amelia peeked through the doorway, her small hands gripping the frame as she beamed at me. “You’re gonna be amazing,” she declared, her voice full of certainty. I let out a shaky breath, adjusting the fabric of my competition outfit. “I hope so.” She huffed, stepping into the room with a dramatic shake of her head. “Not hope, Audrey. You will.” She placed her tiny hands on her hips, her expression so serious it was almost comical. “You’ve been practicing forever. No one can do what you do.” A small smile tugged at my lips. “Well, when you put it that way…” “I do put it that way,” she said proudly, then tilted her head, her eyes shining with admiration. “You look so pretty.” I glanced at the mirror. My sleek competition outfit
