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Chapter 83: Provoking Hailey
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Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 84: The reason for losing the child
Summer’s Point of View“S-Steven, I-I thought you were on a business trip?”As our gazes intertwined, a fleeting moment of connection was abruptly shattered as he averted his eyes. In that split second, I could discern a profound anguish that seemed to emanate from the depths of his mesmerizing black eyes. However, as his pupils returned to meet mine once more, the pain that had momentarily consumed him vanished, replaced by the familiar bitter detachment that characterized his usual demeanor. Without moving, he assisted me in drinking the water. We shared a moment of eye contact before he shifted his gaze to the doctor, who promptly understood Steven’s unspoken message. The doctor rushed out the door and secured it.After a prolonged period of silence, the air hung heavy with nervousness as I summoned the courage to break down the solitude once more. My voice, barely a whisper, escaped my parched throat, its feeble sound struggling to reach his ears. “Why are you here? I thought you
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Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 87: Signing
Summer’s Point of ViewI left the restaurant right away upon seeing them and didn’t bother waiting for my food. I simply messaged Celine to get it for me and settle the bill. My previous hunger dissipated, and I felt lightheaded. The thought of them laughing together while I dined alone made me queasy, to the point where even my unborn child seemed to share my discomfort. It was as if my baby didn’t approve of its father having an escort while its mother was left to fend for herself, hoping for even the slightest bit of attention.Upon my arrival at the house, it was already 9:30 in the evening. I quietly settled onto the sofa in the living room, opting not to turn on any lights. Nana may have already retired for the night, since I had failed to notify anyone of my impromptu return home.I kept staring into the abyss of darkness, feeling its emptiness engulf me. The misery of what I had witnessed was all-consuming, and I couldn’t bring myself to shut my eyes. Every time I did, their im
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 88: Leaving New York
Summer’s Point of View “Miss Summer, I’m begging you to eat this,” Celine pleaded, carrying the bed table while I lay on my side, staring out at an unfamiliar window. “You’ve been here for thirteen days now and you’ve hardly eaten anything. I’m becoming concerned about your significant weight loss.” “I’m not hungry, Celine—” “You’ve been repeating that, but have you taken a look at yourself in the mirror?” She placed down whatever she was holding and sat behind me, gently brushing her hand on my back as I heard her let out a small sob. “Please, stop putting yourself through this. I understand you want to protect your baby, but how will you manage that when your body is devoid of essential nutrients? I’m here to support you through all of this, yet I feel so useless in your presence.” Gradually, I shifted from my supine posture and faced her. I felt weak, damaged, and utterly devastated. These were the only words that could define my current state. Upon leaving the
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 89: Hide and Seek
Summer’s Point of View“Oh, Summer! I have to go pick up Stefani now!” Celine exclaimed as she hurriedly ran out of our store. “I’ll only be gone for a few minutes. I’ll be back in no time!”As she vanished from my sight, I shouted after her, “Take care! No worries!”As I squinted into my shop, a deep sigh escaped my lips. The mess inside was devastating, because I had to clean it up. In addition to that, I had to tailor more suits and gowns for the students who had placed their orders. Their prom was just around the corner, and I had received a multitude of requests today. I couldn’t afford to turn them down, as the money I would earn would be added to my savings. After all, Stefani would start elementary school in a year, and I needed to be prepared for it.It’s been four years since we left New York and settled in Sweden. Initially, adjusting wasn’t easy - it was a whole different world. Different people, different places, and different experiences awaited us. The memory and the in
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 90: Come back
Summer’s Point of View“Mommy!” As Stefani ran towards me, a bright beam of happiness shone on her lips. She wrapped her arms around my legs and presented me with a small flower, holding a small piece of paper. “Mom, I miss you! I have a gift for you!” she exclaimed.“Wow! What is it?” I asked, attempting to ease my nerves under the fierce gaze that was fixated on me. In the depths of my memories, there lived a haunting image - a familiar stalking eye that once preyed upon my very being.“My teacher requested us to give a flower as a token of appreciation to someone we are thankful for. It serves as a thank you gift.”“R-really? T-then, thank you.”My eyes were wide open, and soon enough, Celine followed suit. At first, she didn’t notice Steven, but her smile turned to fear when she saw him. She looked at me, perplexed, but I gave her a subtle shake of my head. As she walked past him, I could feel him freeze in place, his gaze fixed on the spot where Stefani had been.Slowly, he turne
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 91: Carry my last name
Steven’s Point of View[4 years ago]“What?! Why can’t you take down this article?” I roared, glaring at my iPad as it kept popping up with articles about me getting engaged to Amby. “Just hunt down the bastard who spread this fake news and send him to jail, or do whatever needs to be done to stop this fucking fake news!”“Mister Carter, I’m afraid we haven’t been able to locate the original IP address. Despite our efforts to delete the articles, new ones keep popping up and circulating. I apologize for the inconvenience,” Brandon explained, taking a step back from the table. “As for Missus Carter, we haven’t been able to find any CCTV footage of her whereabouts since she left the mansion.”“What?!” This time, my voice thundered and reverberated throughout the entire room, echoing off each wall. “I can’t understand why you can’t even manage the simple task of checking my wife’s location!”“Mister Carter, I did everything in my power. However, it appears that someone else is involved b
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