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After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 60- I always behave
AUDREY POVThe second the door clicked shut, I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. I hated him. Okay, maybe hate was a strong word. I resented him. Still too strong? Fine. I mildly despised him. I groaned, pressing my palms over my face, willing the heat in my cheeks to disappear. Of course, it didn’t. Because my body betrayed me. That stupid, smug man and his even stupider calm voice. “For future reference, if you are ever in distress, I will always respond.”Oh, shut up. I exhaled sharply, throwing my blanket off and swinging my legs over the side of the bed—only to wince when a sharp ache shot through my knee. Right. I wasn’t supposed to move too much yet. I clenched my jaw, slowly shifting back into bed, frustration bubbling beneath my skin. But it wasn't my injury this time. No, this time, it was because of him. Michell Garcia. The man who had walked into my life like some untouchable, indifferent force of nature. The man who barely acknow
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Last Updated : 2025-03-02After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 62- You can just call me Audrey, you know
MICHELL POVAudrey’s lips parted slightly, her eyes flickering with something between alarm and hesitation.She wanted to say no. I could see it—the way she shifted her weight as if searching for an escape route, the way her fingers tightened just slightly against the terrace railing. Perfect. “I—” She swallowed, glancing toward the open terrace doors like she was considering bolting back inside. “I should probably head back. The nurses might—” “They won’t.” I cut her off smoothly. She blinked. I watched the way her throat moved as she swallowed again, trying to compose herself. “I mean, it’s getting late, and I—” “Ms. Taylor.” I tilted my head slightly, letting my tone dip just enough to make her breath hitch. “This is 11 AM in the morning. Are you making excuses?” Audrey tensed. “I—No,” she said quickly, but the liar was practically written across her face. I took a step closer, closing the space between us. Not enough to overwhelm her, but just enough that she’d n
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MICHELL POVAudrey was stuck. Frozen in place, still processing everything I’d just said—everything I’d just done.Her breath was uneven, her cheeks tinged with the faintest hint of color.She wasn’t looking at me.Not directly, at least.I let the moment linger just a second longer before deciding to ease her out of her misery.“What’s next?” Her head snapped up, relief flashing across her face like she’d been dying for a lifeline.I almost smirked.You’re welcome, Ms. Taylor.She exhaled, blinking rapidly as if shaking herself out of whatever spell I’d put her under.“What do you mean?”I tilted my head slightly. “With dancing. Do you want to go back to competitions? Solo performances? Or are you considering something else?”She looked out at the garden, exhaling. “I used to know exactly what I wanted,” she admitted. “Before the accident, I had it all mapped out. Every step, every goal. But now…” She trailed off, fingers gripping the bench as if grounding herself.I leaned beside h
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AUDREY POVI wanted to disappear. Vanish. Cease to exist. Anything but stand here, drowning in the way Michell was looking at me—like he knew exactly what he was doing.My throat was dry. My heart was pounding. And my brain? Useless.I swallowed hard, forcing myself to meet his gaze. “Look, I already said I take it back.”His lips curved, slow and deliberate. “Too late for that, Miss Taylor.”The way he said my name—it sent something down my spine, something I wasn’t ready to acknowledge. I exhaled sharply, turning away, gripping the bench like it was my only lifeline.I needed to change the subject. Fast.Clearing my throat, I forced a casual tone. “I should probably focus on getting my full strength back first before thinking about anything else.”Michell arched a brow, clearly catching on. “Your full strength?”“Yes,” I said quickly. “You know… recovery. My muscles still need time. The doctor said I shouldn’t overdo it, so I’m taking things one step at a time.”He tilted his head
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MICHELL POVI kept my distance. A week had passed, and I had barely seen Audrey outside of unavoidable moments—breakfast, brief encounters in the hallway, the occasional glance when Amelia pulled her into the room while I was there. I made sure our interactions were short. Civil, but distant. It was the right thing to do. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself. I had spent years perfecting the ability to separate emotions from decisions. A man like me couldn’t afford indulgences, distractions, or weaknesses. Audrey was a combination of all three. It had been easier when she was recovering—when there was a tangible reason to be in her space. Checking on her progress, ensuring she had everything she needed. But now, she was healing, gaining her strength back, moving with more confidence. She didn’t need my presence hovering around her anymore. And yet, I caught myself looking. Listening. Wondering. That was dangerous. So I avoided her. Buried myself in work. Main
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AUDREY POVI was overthinking it. I had to be. Maybe I’d misread the entire thing. Maybe I’d let my own feelings twist his actions into something they weren’t. Because what other explanation was there? One minute, Michell was looking at me like I was something he wanted—like he couldn’t help himself. His voice would drop, his touch would linger just a second too long, and I’d feel my skin heat under his attention. And then, just as suddenly, he was gone. Distant. Cold. Professional to the point of indifference. I noticed it immediately. The way he stopped coming around. The way he kept conversations with me strictly polite but brief. He didn’t linger. Didn’t look at me the way he had before. It was so painfully obvious that even Amelia noticed. “Did Audrey do something bad?” I’d had to school my expression when she said it, but inside, I was rattled. Because I was wondering the same damn thing. What changed? I told myself it didn’t matter. That I should just
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AUDREY POVLisa’s apartment was warm, the air filled with the faint scent of vanilla candles and something sweet baking in the oven. She had already set out a bottle of champagne and a tray of snacks—cheese, crackers, and some chocolate-covered strawberries. I sank into the couch with a sigh, accepting the glass she handed me. “So?” I raised an eyebrow. “What’s the occasion? What’s the good news?” Lisa waved me off, settling beside me. “We’ll get to that.” I gave her a suspicious look, but before I could say anything, she tilted her head and gave me a long once-over. Then, dramatically, she rolled her eyes. “Okay, but seriously—why are you dressed like my grandmother?” I blinked. “Excuse me?” She gestured at my outfit—a simple sweater, jeans, and sneakers. Basic. Comfortable. “I mean, look at you. You’re practically screaming ‘I have given up on life.’” I frowned, glancing down at myself. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” Lisa scoffed. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe t
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AUDREY POVLisa’s apartment was warm, the air filled with the faint scent of vanilla candles and something sweet baking in the oven. She had already set out a bottle of champagne and a tray of snacks—cheese, crackers, and some chocolate-covered strawberries. I sank into the couch with a sigh, accepting the glass she handed me. “So?” I raised an eyebrow. “What’s the occasion? What’s the good news?” Lisa waved me off, settling beside me. “We’ll get to that.” I gave her a suspicious look, but before I could say anything, she tilted her head and gave me a long once-over. Then, dramatically, she rolled her eyes. “Okay, but seriously—why are you dressed like my grandmother?” I blinked. “Excuse me?” She gestured at my outfit—a simple sweater, jeans, and sneakers. Basic. Comfortable. “I mean, look at you. You’re practically screaming ‘I have given up on life.’” I frowned, glancing down at myself. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” Lisa scoffed. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe t
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 66- I don't like him
AUDREY POVI was overthinking it. I had to be. Maybe I’d misread the entire thing. Maybe I’d let my own feelings twist his actions into something they weren’t. Because what other explanation was there? One minute, Michell was looking at me like I was something he wanted—like he couldn’t help himself. His voice would drop, his touch would linger just a second too long, and I’d feel my skin heat under his attention. And then, just as suddenly, he was gone. Distant. Cold. Professional to the point of indifference. I noticed it immediately. The way he stopped coming around. The way he kept conversations with me strictly polite but brief. He didn’t linger. Didn’t look at me the way he had before. It was so painfully obvious that even Amelia noticed. “Did Audrey do something bad?” I’d had to school my expression when she said it, but inside, I was rattled. Because I was wondering the same damn thing. What changed? I told myself it didn’t matter. That I should just
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 65- I didn’t have weaknesses. I had responsibilities
MICHELL POVI kept my distance. A week had passed, and I had barely seen Audrey outside of unavoidable moments—breakfast, brief encounters in the hallway, the occasional glance when Amelia pulled her into the room while I was there. I made sure our interactions were short. Civil, but distant. It was the right thing to do. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself. I had spent years perfecting the ability to separate emotions from decisions. A man like me couldn’t afford indulgences, distractions, or weaknesses. Audrey was a combination of all three. It had been easier when she was recovering—when there was a tangible reason to be in her space. Checking on her progress, ensuring she had everything she needed. But now, she was healing, gaining her strength back, moving with more confidence. She didn’t need my presence hovering around her anymore. And yet, I caught myself looking. Listening. Wondering. That was dangerous. So I avoided her. Buried myself in work. Main
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 64- I need a reality check
AUDREY POVI wanted to disappear. Vanish. Cease to exist. Anything but stand here, drowning in the way Michell was looking at me—like he knew exactly what he was doing.My throat was dry. My heart was pounding. And my brain? Useless.I swallowed hard, forcing myself to meet his gaze. “Look, I already said I take it back.”His lips curved, slow and deliberate. “Too late for that, Miss Taylor.”The way he said my name—it sent something down my spine, something I wasn’t ready to acknowledge. I exhaled sharply, turning away, gripping the bench like it was my only lifeline.I needed to change the subject. Fast.Clearing my throat, I forced a casual tone. “I should probably focus on getting my full strength back first before thinking about anything else.”Michell arched a brow, clearly catching on. “Your full strength?”“Yes,” I said quickly. “You know… recovery. My muscles still need time. The doctor said I shouldn’t overdo it, so I’m taking things one step at a time.”He tilted his head
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 63- So, no photos and no visitors automatically make me uninterested in women?
MICHELL POVAudrey was stuck. Frozen in place, still processing everything I’d just said—everything I’d just done.Her breath was uneven, her cheeks tinged with the faintest hint of color.She wasn’t looking at me.Not directly, at least.I let the moment linger just a second longer before deciding to ease her out of her misery.“What’s next?” Her head snapped up, relief flashing across her face like she’d been dying for a lifeline.I almost smirked.You’re welcome, Ms. Taylor.She exhaled, blinking rapidly as if shaking herself out of whatever spell I’d put her under.“What do you mean?”I tilted my head slightly. “With dancing. Do you want to go back to competitions? Solo performances? Or are you considering something else?”She looked out at the garden, exhaling. “I used to know exactly what I wanted,” she admitted. “Before the accident, I had it all mapped out. Every step, every goal. But now…” She trailed off, fingers gripping the bench as if grounding herself.I leaned beside h
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 62- You can just call me Audrey, you know
MICHELL POVAudrey’s lips parted slightly, her eyes flickering with something between alarm and hesitation.She wanted to say no. I could see it—the way she shifted her weight as if searching for an escape route, the way her fingers tightened just slightly against the terrace railing. Perfect. “I—” She swallowed, glancing toward the open terrace doors like she was considering bolting back inside. “I should probably head back. The nurses might—” “They won’t.” I cut her off smoothly. She blinked. I watched the way her throat moved as she swallowed again, trying to compose herself. “I mean, it’s getting late, and I—” “Ms. Taylor.” I tilted my head slightly, letting my tone dip just enough to make her breath hitch. “This is 11 AM in the morning. Are you making excuses?” Audrey tensed. “I—No,” she said quickly, but the liar was practically written across her face. I took a step closer, closing the space between us. Not enough to overwhelm her, but just enough that she’d n
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 61- Did you miss me?
AUDREY POVI had a plan. A brilliant plan. Avoid Michell Garcia at all costs. For the past two weeks, I had managed to execute it flawlessly. It wasn’t easy—not when I was living in his house, recovering in his medical wing, and had nurses reporting my progress directly to him. But somehow, I had done it. The first day was the hardest. I expected to see him every time the door opened, for him to casually stroll in with that unreadable expression, making my entire existence crumble into a pit of secondhand embarrassment. But fate, for once, had been merciful. Mr. Garcia never showed up. By the second day, I convinced myself that maybe—just maybe—he had forgotten about that humiliating phone call. Or maybe he was too busy. Either way, I wasn’t going to test my luck. I kept to my routine: morning check-ups with the physician , my increasingly challenging exercises, and brief walks around my wing when the nurses allowed it. If I ever had to leave my room, I made sure
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 60- I always behave
AUDREY POVThe second the door clicked shut, I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. I hated him. Okay, maybe hate was a strong word. I resented him. Still too strong? Fine. I mildly despised him. I groaned, pressing my palms over my face, willing the heat in my cheeks to disappear. Of course, it didn’t. Because my body betrayed me. That stupid, smug man and his even stupider calm voice. “For future reference, if you are ever in distress, I will always respond.”Oh, shut up. I exhaled sharply, throwing my blanket off and swinging my legs over the side of the bed—only to wince when a sharp ache shot through my knee. Right. I wasn’t supposed to move too much yet. I clenched my jaw, slowly shifting back into bed, frustration bubbling beneath my skin. But it wasn't my injury this time. No, this time, it was because of him. Michell Garcia. The man who had walked into my life like some untouchable, indifferent force of nature. The man who barely acknow
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 59- I will enjoy this
MICHELL POVI closed the door behind me, exhaling slowly. The tension in the room had been thick—deliciously thick. Ms. Taylor had been squirming. Not visibly, not enough for an untrained eye to catch, but I wasn’t untrained. I had spent years perfecting the art of reading people, unraveling their defenses with nothing but observation. And tonight? She had barely held it together. I hadn’t meant to push her—at least, not at first. But the moment I stepped into that room, the moment I saw her reaction to me, I knew. She was thinking about it. About me. And the more I leaned in, the more I prodded—the clearer it became. She wasn’t just aware of me tonight. She was hyper-aware. I smirked, making my way toward my study. How… interesting.Ms. Audrey Taylor had been nothing but composed, nothing but stubborn since the day she stepped foot in this estate. She resisted help. Resisted attention. But tonight? Tonight, she had crumbled—just a little. Just enough for me to
