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28- Mr. Michell Garcia isn’t mine to want
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After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 29- Did he? Because I don’t remember Amelia being the one on trial
AUDREY POV After Mr. Garcia left, I turned my full attention to Amelia. It was easier to focus on her—to drown myself in the structure of our daily routine rather than dwell on things I had no business thinking about. We started the morning with her coloring books, an activity that always kept her happily occupied for a good hour. She sat cross-legged on the living room floor, her tiny hands gripping her crayons as she carefully colored inside the lines. “Audrey, what’s your favorite color?” she asked suddenly, peering up at me with those big brown eyes. I smiled, settling beside her. “Hmm… I like green.” She wrinkled her nose. “Like broccoli?” I laughed. “Not exactly. More like… the color of the trees outside. Fresh and bright.” Amelia hummed in thought, then grabbed a green crayon and started coloring the dress of the princess on her page. “I think I like pink. And purple. And yellow.” “So, all the colors?” She giggled. “Not brown. Brown is boring.” I gasped dram
Last Updated : 2025-02-14After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 30- I don’t recall hiring you to give restaurant recommendations to random men
Michell povThe morning was crisp, the kind of rare weekend morning that almost made me feel like I had the luxury of slowing down. Almost. Amelia had been buzzing with energy since she woke up, running around the house in her pajamas, demanding to know if we could go out today. I had already decided to take her for a walk, get her out of the house for a bit. Ms. Taylor had no choice but to come along. Not that she complained. But I noticed things. And this morning, I noticed that she had been limping more than usual. At first, I told myself I was imagining it. Maybe it was the way she moved, the way she shifted while standing at the kitchen counter. I knew she limped, but today was too obvious.But when she thought no one was looking, I saw the way her posture tensed when she took a step, the way she subtly tried to mask the discomfort in her expression. She was in pain or discomfort. And she hadn’t said a damn thing about it. I wasn’t used to people who didn’t
Last Updated : 2025-02-14After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 31- A difficult, frustrating, unreasonably attractive employer
Audrey povMy hands curled into fists as I walked ahead, my steps sharp and deliberate.Unbelievable.Of all the things I had expected from today, getting interrogated for something as harmless as giving a brunch recommendation was not on the list.I could still hear Mr. Garcia’s words in my head. “It wasn’t professional.”Professional.Right.Because professionalism clearly included him acting like some possessive, overbearing—I exhaled sharply, forcing my irritation down as I reached Amelia.She looked up from where she was crouched, gathering small rocks in her hands. “Audrey! Look, I found a heart-shaped one!”I smiled despite myself, kneeling beside her. “You did? Let me see.”She eagerly placed it in my palm. It was more oval than heart-shaped, but I wasn’t about to ruin her excitement.“It’s beautiful,” I told her.She beamed, then peeked over my shoulder. “Where’s Daddy?”Good question.I didn’t look back as I answered, “He’s coming.”I felt him approaching before I saw him.
Last Updated : 2025-02-15After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 32- Daddy, can we have hot chocolate when we get home?
Michell povI was pouring myself a cup of coffee when Ms. Taylor walked into the kitchen. She was dressed simply—jeans, a fitted sweater—but there was something different about her today. She looked well-rested, for one. And she wasn’t moving as stiffly as yesterday. The only reason I knew that was because I had noticed. Unfortunately. She walked to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water, and then, as if she had just remembered something, turned to face me. Her lips pressed together for a second before she exhaled. “Thanks.” I arched a brow over my coffee. “For what?” “For the ointment,” she said stiffly. “I appreciate it.” I took a slow sip, letting her words settle. I hadn’t expected her to acknowledge it—at least not this quickly. Ms. Taylor was stubborn, almost irritatingly so, and I figured she’d rather suffer than admit she needed help. But here she was. Saying thank you. I set my coffee down. “I didn’t do it for you.” Her brows furrowed. “Sorry?” I lean
Last Updated : 2025-02-15After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 33- Maybe stop lying to yourself
Michell pov. The next morning, I was at my desk, skimming through reports when my phone buzzed. I ignored it at first, but it vibrated again—insistent. I sighed, reaching for it, and when I saw the name flashing on the screen, my brows lifted in surprise. Ethan Brooks. I answered immediately. “What's up, mate?” A deep chuckle came through the line. “Guess who’s back?” We had spoken just last night. Not once did he mention he was flying back. “You’re kidding me.” Miss me already?" “You were in another country eight hours ago,” I said, leaning back in my chair. “What the hell?” “Change of plans. Got in late last night.” “And you didn’t think to mention that?” “Figured I’d surprise you.” His tone was light, but I knew him well enough to sense something else beneath it. Still, I wasn’t about to dig into it over the phone. “You’re an asshole,” I muttered, but I was already reaching for my keys. He laughed. “I take it you wanna see me, then?” “Shut up.” “Great. Meet m
Last Updated : 2025-02-16After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 34- Tell me to stop.
MICHELL POV I exhaled sharply, shaking my head as I reached for my glass again. This conversation was heading somewhere I didn’t want it to. The last thing I needed was Ethan dissecting my feelings—or lack thereof—about Audrey. So, I changed the topic. “So,” I leaned back against the couch, swirling the whiskey in my glass, “remember that time we almost got arrested in Miami?” Ethan burst into laughter, the kind that shook his shoulders and had him nearly spilling his drink. “Which time? You gotta be specific, man.” I smirked. “The jet ski incident.” He groaned, running a hand through his hair. “Oh, hell no. I still have nightmares about that cop chasing us down the pier.” “You were the idiot who thought we could outmaneuver a police boat.” “Hey, in my defense, we almost did.” I snorted. “Almost doesn’t count.” We fell into easy conversation after that, talking about old times—stupid stunts, reckless nights, the kind of shit we could only pull off back then. Ethan
Last Updated : 2025-02-16After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 35- I had sex with Michell Garcia
AUDREY POV The morning light filtered through the curtains. I stirred, stretching slightly—only to realize the space beside me was empty. My eyes flew open. Mr. Garcia. Last night. My heart pounded as the realization of what had happened crashed over me like a tidal wave. I had slept with Michell Garcia. We had sex. My breath hitched, and I squeezed my eyes shut, but that did nothing to stop the flood of memories rushing back. His touch, his mouth, the way he had worshipped every inch of my body like he had been waiting for this moment just as much as I had—if not more. I remembered the way I had gasped when he first entered me, the way he had cursed under his breath as he stretched me, filled me completely. The way his hands had held me down, possessive, firm, like he couldn’t get enough. Like he didn’t want to stop. Heat spread up my neck, and I buried my face in the pillow, groaning in embarrassment. What had I done? I had let myself get carried away. I had le
Last Updated : 2025-02-17After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 36- Do it again
MICHELL POV. I was pissed at myself at what happened two nights ago. At the fact that no matter how much I tried to shove it out of my head, it was still there—like a damn brand on my skin, refusing to fade. I ran a hand down my face, exhaling sharply as I sat in my office. The morning light streamed through the windows, but it did nothing to clear the fog in my head. What the hell was I thinking? I hadn’t lost control like that in years. I hadn't let myself be that weak, but I had with her. I gritted my teeth, leaning back in my chair. I told myself I had been drunk, that my judgment had been clouded. But that was just a sorry excuse. Being drunk didn’t justify what I did. I shouldn’t have touched her. I shouldn’t have kissed her. I damn sure shouldn’t have spent the night in her bed, taking her over and over like a starved man. I slammed my fist against my desk, the sharp pain grounding me for a second. This couldn’t happen again. It wouldn’t happen again. Audrey
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MICHELL POVThe night air was sharp as I stepped outside, the lingering warmth of the house already a distant memory.I got into my car, gripping the wheel tighter than necessary. My mind was still filled with the image of Audrey—standing there, her arms crossed, concern flickering in her eyes.But I couldn’t afford to stop. Not now.The address the investigator sent was across the city, in a part of town I rarely found myself in. Run-down, forgotten. The kind of place people disappeared into when they didn’t want to be found.Fitting.I pressed down on the gas.Every turn, every streetlight blurred past, but my mind was somewhere else. Back to the night I got the call. The way my world split apart in an instant.I had spent years trying to bury the doubt, forcing myself to believe the official reports. But the cracks had always been there.And now, the truth was within reach. I wasn’t about to let it slip away. Not again.The street was dimly lit, the yellow glow of flickering neon
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 102- Let the investigator handle it
MICHELL POVAudrey was different tonight.Not in an obvious way—she still carried herself with that quiet, stubborn grace, her chin lifted just enough to defy the world without seeming like she was trying. But something in her eyes had shifted.Something I couldn’t name.As I carried Amelia upstairs, I could feel the slow, steady rhythm of her breathing against my chest, the warmth of her small body curling instinctively into mine. She was exhausted. Happy, but exhausted.Audrey had that effect on her. On both of us.Once in Amelia’s room, I laid her down gently, brushing a few loose strands from her face before pulling the blanket over her. She sighed in her sleep, murmuring something I couldn’t quite make out.A part of me wanted to stay, to watch over her a little longer. But my thoughts were elsewhere—downstairs.With her.I found Audrey still standing in the dimly lit hallway when I returned. She hadn’t moved. Her fingers trailed absently over the edge of the console table, her e
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 101- Proud?
AUDREY POVI woke up feeling... different. Warm. There was a softness in my chest, a lingering warmth that had nothing to do with the silk sheets draped around me. The city lights still glowed faintly beyond the glass walls, but the night had faded into the early hush of dawn. And beside me, Michell slept. Not the tense, guarded man I had first met. Not the cold, untouchable CEO who built walls around himself. Just Michell—his breathing even, his features relaxed, his arm resting possessively across my waist as if even in sleep, he refused to let me go. Something fluttered in my stomach. Last night had been... I closed my eyes, a shiver running down my spine as the memories washed over me. The way he had danced with me, how effortlessly he had led, how his touch had set my skin on fire. The slow burn in his eyes right before he kissed me. The way he whispered my name like it was a prayer. The way he made me feel. A breath hitched in my throat, and I bit my lip, pre
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 100- Dance with me
MICHELL POVThe moment Audrey’s name was called, the entire hall erupted. Applause, cheers, and even some gasps of surprise filled the space, but I remained still, watching her closely. She stood frozen for a second, as if her brain was struggling to process what had just happened. Then, realization dawned in her eyes, and a shuddering breath left her lips. She had won. Audrey Taylor had won.I should have expected it. I did expect it. Yet, as I watched her step forward, her fingers trembling around the golden award, an unfamiliar warmth spread through my chest. It wasn’t just pride—it was something deeper, something unsettling. The announcer handed her the microphone, and I leaned forward slightly, my focus narrowing in on her alone. Speak well, Audrey, I found myself thinking. And she did. Her voice was steady, clear. There was no arrogance in her words, no gloating—just raw, unfiltered gratitude. She spoke of fear and growth, of perseverance. Of expression. My f
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 99- You’re the best ballerina ever!
AUDREY POVThe five of us stood side by side on the stage, our breaths shallow, our hearts racing. The lights were blinding, heating my skin, but nothing compared to the pounding of my chest. The murmurs of the audience were a distant hum in my ears. All I could focus on was the panel of judges in front of us, their expressions unreadable as they looked down at the results in their hands. I clenched my fists to keep them from shaking. The lead judge, a distinguished man with graying temples and sharp, observant eyes, leaned into the microphone. His voice, smooth but authoritative, filled the silence. “Before we announce the results, we want to take a moment to acknowledge each of you. What you’ve accomplished here is beyond commendable. This stage is not for the weak-hearted, and every single one of you has proven why you deserve to be here. Winning or not, this is only the beginning.”The words should have comforted me, but all they did was tighten the coil of tension in my st
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 98- The judges have their winner
AUDREY POVThe air inside the practice room was thick with focus, each contestant absorbed in their own world of preparation. The faint echo of footsteps, the occasional murmurs of dance instructors correcting postures, the sharp exhale of a dancer landing a difficult move—it all blended together in a quiet symphony of tension. I rolled my shoulders and took a deep breath, stretching my legs as I prepared my body for what lay ahead.My mind was clear. No more overthinking. No more obsessing over Gina. Just me, my body, and the dance. Elena stood nearby, arms crossed, her sharp gaze watching my every movement. “How do you feel?” she asked. I exhaled, feeling the steadiness in my bones. “Good.” She nodded. “Then hold onto that.” I continued my warm-up, rolling through my ankles, stretching out my arms, steadying my breath. No excessive training. No pushing beyond my limit. Just enough to keep me grounded. Then, I felt it—the shift in energy, the presence approaching me befo
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 97- You're gonna be amazing
AUDREY POVI couldn’t breathe. The moment my name was called as the fifth contestant, relief flooded me, but it was short-lived. I barely made it. From second place to fifth. The humiliation burned in my chest, and I could feel the weight of it pressing down on me. I had messed up. Completely. Even when I tried to redeem myself on stage, it was useless. My body had refused to cooperate, my movements stiff, my mind fogged with frustration. And now, I stood here, barely holding on to a spot in the final round. The judges’ words still echoed in my head. “You were second last time, Miss Taylor. What happened? Are you alright?”“We can only hope you come back stronger in two days.”Two days. That was all I had to fix everything. But what was I even fixing? I had trained tirelessly, pushed myself beyond my limits, yet I still failed. What more could I possibly do? I could feel eyes on me as we were dismissed, but I didn't stop to look at anyone. My feet carried me to the dressin
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 96- I was a disaster
AUDREY POVI exhaled slowly, my fingers gripping the edge of my seat as the announcer’s voice filled the hall again. “Contestant number7, Maya Roberts.”Maya, a tall, dark-haired girl with striking green eyes, stepped onto the stage with an air of quiet confidence. Her instructor whispered something to her before she nodded and took her position. The music began, slow and haunting, and Maya moved like water—smooth, controlled, every motion blending into the next without hesitation. She had an effortless grace, the kind that made it look easy, though I knew it wasn’t. I studied her carefully. Her lines were impeccable, her spins sharp but elegant. The way she floated across the stage made it clear she had years of discipline in her body. She wasn’t just good—she was mesmerizing. Elena leaned in slightly. “She has excellent control,” she murmured, “but her expressions are lacking. She’s focusing too much on technique, not enough on storytelling.” I nodded, noting how Maya’s
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
