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Chapter 65: Cold Treatment
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Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 66: Cooking for him
Summer’s Point of ViewAfter sensing his grip loosen, I pulled my hand away and strode into the house. He didn’t try to follow and, to be honest, it felt like a weight had been lifted from my heart. By simply expressing those few words, I was able to articulate the thing that had been weighing me down.After entering our bedroom, I scanned both sides of the room, wondering where exactly in this vast space I had experienced excruciating pain and cried myself to sleep in the past. Who had been there for me when the world unleashed its wrath upon me? I couldn’t fathom the agony of my former self, who had lost her parents, everything she held dear, and had been coerced into marrying a man who viewed her as a mere tool for his vengeance. Nevertheless, I couldn’t shake off the thought that after three years of being married to me, didn’t he begin to love me, even just a little bit? As soon as the thought crossed my mind, I pictured Amby playing the piano. But let’s be honest, he was real
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 67: Your smile
Summer’s Point of ViewHe came to a halt while sampling his meal. Gradually, he glanced up at me, seemingly seeking an explanation for my sudden proposal. On the other hand, I refrained from eating until he responded to me. Luckily, he spoke up just in time to prevent the food from getting cold. “Don't you think it would be too much trouble for you?”He got back from scooping up a spoonful of the food, brought it to his lips, and savored the taste before placing it back on the plate. His eyes then turned to me, and I couldn’t help but notice how regal he appeared, even while engaging in conversation with me. He fixed his attention forward, and I felt a sense of anticipation rise within me.I waved my head in return to his question. “I will not kick the bucket if I get moving, Steven,” I said, chuckling. “Though I may appear fragile, I’m capable of doing plenty. Cooking and delivering your meals wouldn’t be too much of a hassle, as what use am I to you if I can’t handle these small task
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 68: Our baby
Summer’s Point of ViewAfter Steven spoke, he promptly stood up without waiting for me. I watched as his figure receded into the distance, contemplating his words. Although I intended to reply, my thoughts deserted me, leaving me speechless.As I lowered my head, I muttered under my breath, convinced that he couldn’t hear me. “Please, don’t make me cry again. Let me just smile next to you and don’t let my tears fall once more.”After a few minutes of enjoying the peaceful silence, I got up and tidied the table before heading straight to our room. However, to my surprise, he wasn’t on the bed. Instead, I spotted him on the balcony, clad only in pants and puffing on a cigarette. His back was turned towards me, so I couldn’t see his face, but I could tell he was gazing up at the sky, his body leaning casually against the railing.I stared at his sun-kissed, broad back, admiring every inch of it. After my eyes had their fill, I decided to hit the sack. But as I drifted off to sleep, I hea
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 69: Grieving (Part 1)
Summer’s Point of ViewWhen I woke up the next morning, I found myself alone in bed. Steven was no longer lying beside me. I tried to wait for him last night, but the constant stream of tears made me fall asleep. As I opened my eyes, a sharp pain shot through my swollen eyelids. The room was pitch-black, and the silence was so overwhelming that it felt like it was suffocating me. I could feel the heaviness of the curtains that blocked out the sunlight and kept the room in darkness. The stillness of the air made it feel like time had stopped. I wanted to go back to sleep, but the smell of stale air mixed with the faint scent of Steven’s aftershave made me long for his presence. As I gazed into the abyss for what felt like an eternity, the door creaked open. My head spun around, and my eyes fell upon Nana, who was beaming at me while holding a tray of steaming hot food. She carefully placed it beside the table and set up the bed table right in front of me. As she finished, she pulled b
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 70: Grieving (Part 2)
Summer’s Point of View Alina Samantha R. Carter “What a lovely name you have. Alina. Samantha. R. Carter.” I knelt beside her tombstone, whispering her name once more, feeling the rough edges of the engraved letters under my fingertips. As I brushed away the small amount of dirt that had settled on the surface, I inhaled the scent of freshly cut grass and damp earth. After lighting the candle and setting it down, the soft flickering light cast a warm glow on her name. My tears had ceased, leaving my eyes feeling raw and bare. It seemed the well of my emotions had run dry since this morning’s outburst. I gently placed the bouquet and seat beside her. “How are you doing, baby? Have you met your grandparents?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “I apologize for the delay in my return visit.” I knew it may have sounded strange, but I had resorted to talking to myself as a means of dealing with the agony. At that moment, my gaze had shifted towards the grave marker adjacent to m
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 71: Fellatio
Summer's Point of ViewAs he drew nearer, his breath warmed my lips, and the sound of rain faded in comparison to my racing heart. His grip on my waist was firm, sending shivers of anticipation through my body. I tried to shift my focus to the rain, but my every thought was consumed by the desire to feel his connection. It was as though my body craved his kiss, his embrace, and his touch like a wild animal in heat.After a brief moment of gazing at each other, he broke the silence, his voice barely audible amidst the sound of raindrops, “Do you know the reason behind me giving you flowers?”With his intense brooding eyes finally released from my own, I mustered a weak voice in response, one that I was certain would no longer be heard. "Why?"My knees turned to jelly and I couldn't feel them anymore, so I hoped he wouldn't let go of me. Despite my initial assumption that he hadn't heard me, I was surprised when he responded, and his reply was so unexpected that it almost caused me to c
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 72: Paid a visit
Summer's Point of ViewAs the car came to a halt, he kissed me with fervor, leaving me in a daze. I couldn’t comprehend how we made it inside. The heat between us was intoxicating; I had lost all sense of rationality. All I recall was him lifting me up as we continued to kiss, my legs tightly wrapped around his waist. When we arrived at our room, he quickly laid me on the bed and removed his white polo like a beast eager to devour its prey. He then licked my neck and whispered seductively in my ear, “I’ve missed this scent. I’ve missed your body. I’ve missed your moans. I miss everything about you. No one can understand how much I desire to touch you, but I’m afraid you’ll hate me.”In my mind, I wondered why he was suddenly so talkative. Had he lost his ability to remain tight-lipped as he usually did? I bit my lower lip, stealing glances at his abs.I was positive that I had not consumed any alcohol, yet I felt intoxicated by his mere presence. Lost in thought, I had failed to real
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 73: Love for Summer
Steven’s Point of ViewI slipped on my trousers and didn’t wear top anymore, gazing down at the tranquil goddess sleeping before me. I sauntered over to her bedside, captivated by her innocence. They were right, emotions could cloud your judgement, causing you to say things you didn’t mean. Regret consumed me every day for what I said to her that day, but I knew no amount of remorse could make things right again.Yes, I loved her. There was absolutely no doubt about it.I always do.I always will.Forgiveness and love were like two sides of the same coin, each with their own unique essence and depth. It was possible to expand the depths of affection for someone, even while carrying a flame of resentment towards them. In the wake of the heartbreaking loss of our child, it became abundantly apparent that my love for her remained strong and unwavering, in stark contrast to her own feelings towards me. My love for her caused me to turn a blind eye to her misdeeds, ultimately leading to he
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