"Sign the fucking papers and get out of my house this moment, Sophia!" Alex Carter, her husband roared angrily as he slammed the divorce papers onto the dining table, towering over her as he raved."How could you? How on earth did you change into the worst, and the most ill-mannered person I've ever known in just a span of a few years? Where is the sweet modest girl I grew up knowing?!" Sophia who had been eating her dinner a couple of minutes ago paused, staring confusedly at Alex who finally came home after two weeks, only to toss words at her the moment he stepped in.Before she could get the chance to speak, Alex continued "You can keep all your explanations to yourself, just sign the divorce papers and get out of my house this moment! I don't want to ever see your face, nor even hear your name!"His voice sliced through the air, as he stood on the other side of the table glaring furiously at her."Alex, what's...wrong?" Sophia asked, her voice shaking a little "What papers are yo
Alex snapped his fingers "Two weeks ago, on Friday, you sent me a text about staying over at a friend's place, didn't you?!" he asked as she had an oblivious look plastered on her face."Me? Sent you a text?" Raising a brow, she questioned, not recalling ever sending him a text after their one year of marriage. Sophia had given him space, trying hard to make sure he never gets angry at her actions. She had always walked on eggshells around him, hoping it would make him at least notice her. She had hopes, high hopes."Oh fuck!" he shouted with a furious seep of air "You aren't just a cheat, you are also a liar and a fucking whore!" he roared "And I don't care, sign those papers before I return tomorrow, cause there's no one, nobody— not even grandfather would be able to stop this divorce from happening!" Of all the words he had just said, none of them hurt her as much as hearing him calling her a whore did "Alex..." Sophia whispered, she closed her eyes as tears threatened to fall. Ho
Sophia felt stupid for thinking that a miracle would happen and Alex would cherish her so much.He wanted a divorce and just like she had always done, she would listen to him. Sophia sat down on the floor of the bedroom, he gave her twenty-four hours but she decided to leave that night. Her eyes were fixated on the piece of paper in her hand as tears streamed down her eyes. She had written a letter when she was eighteen, intending to give him but she never got the chance.Their story started in high school when she fell while they were running in the school's field for P.E. The heavy fall made her end up with a small cut on her lower leg, just below her knee. The story was as vivid as daylight to her.On her way to the infirmary, someone shouted her name, looking back Sophia's gaze fell on the young guy running towards her. By the time he got to where she stood, he was gasping for breath, attempting to regain his composure."Hey," Alex said and let out a breath as he leaned forward,
As the first rays of dawn pierced through the curtains, Alex found himself gripped by an inexplicable restlessness. Thoughts of Sophia consumed his mind, leaving him no choice but to act on his mounting anxiety. It was still dark outside when he threw a jacket and stormed out, determined to confront her before she could disappear from his life. Driving swiftly through the empty streets, his knuckles white against the steering wheel, with clenched jaws, he frustratingly punched the wheel, and brushed his hand through his hair, he replayed the events of the previous day, struggling to make sense of it all. What have I done? Pulling up to the grand mansion, his heart pounding with a mix of dread and anticipation, he stepped down from the car, his eyes darted around the surrounding for a brief moment, he ruffled his hair in both frustration and confusion as his mind was in chaos. He agrees he has never been the best husband over the year, but how could she break his trust and betray h
On the same night of their divorce, the news spread like wildfire throughout the whole of Evermore about the end of the one-year marriage of Sophia Smith to Alexander Carter. And none of the rumors was a good one, as they all had the same thought. Why would Sophia Smith do that to Alexander when he was the heir of the Carter's Group of Companies, he was bagged with wealth, a brilliant young CEO, and not to mention a lot of ladies were ready to throw themselves at him the moment they got the chance. Everyone believes the failure of the marriage was Sophia's fault, failing to apprehend the fact that, for marriage to work out, the two parties should be involved wholly, something which Alex had failed. Sophia had nowhere to go, she was uncertain of what her parents would think of her, and maybe they wouldn't believe her just like Alex, she had completely switched off her phone, not ready to pick up calls from anyone as her mind was in chaos. Despite her uncertainty, she held a glimmer
The morning sun painted the sky with hues of golden rays, casting a serene glow over the bustling city of Kentucky, a heavily pregnant young lady stepped out of the grocery shop, her blonde hair blended in with the bright rays of the sun, the gentle breeze played with her hair, and the air carried the sweet scent of fresh blooming flowers outside the nearby stall. A gentle smile grazed Sophia's lips as she felt a slight kick in her abdomen, at the same time, her face pulled into a frown as she felt a sharp pain in her lower back, she released a sharp breath and sat on the bench placed outside the grocery shop. She recently found out she was going to have twins, and as her due date came closer, she had been receiving strong kicks from her babies, still unsure of what gender they were. It's been eight months already, Sophia sighed. She's already Eight months pregnant. Eight months since she left Evermore. Eight months fr
In her private office at the hospital, a young woman took a moment to relax. She swiveled in her chair, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. The gentle sunbeams filtered through the window, casting a warm glow on her, and an air of elegance surrounded her. Her eyes, previously closed, blinked open as she looked around her office. Her gaze lingered on the wall adorned with framed certificates and awards, evidence of her hard-earned achievements over the past five years. Among them, a framed picture caught her attention. It depicted her standing proudly with her twins, Aiden and Adeline, one on each side. Sophia sighed as she gently brushed her hair away from her face, feeling the exhaustion seep into her bones. Glancing at her wristwatch, she noticed that the school's closing hours had come and gone, and the twins were likely already home. The weight of her demanding work schedule had left her with little time to spend with them this week. A pang of guilt tug
"No. He wouldn't be there," Sophia finally answered. "It's not a problem, Mommy. Just having you here means everything to me. I'm sure Adeline feels the same way. Besides, it's time we stop dwelling on him," he said, his gaze shifting to his sister. His serious expression added years to his young face, causing a pang of sorrow in Sophia's heart. "I read a quote in a book I came across on your table a while back," Aiden said with a smile. "It said, 'People make time for what they value,' so maybe he's just too busy to spend time with us. Or check up on us."Sophia's heart sank at his words. She couldn't help but wonder how quickly her children were growing up. This wasn't how a five-year-old should be. They were supposed to be lively, full of life, and surrounded by the abundant love of both parents. Aiden seemed to be handling it better than his sister, but she knew that those who tried to hide their pain behind a facade of strength were often the ones hurting the most.
Sophia was silenced by Alex's words; she wasn't sure what to say to him anymore. Hesitation blared through her veins at his request, and she swallowed the lump stuck in her throat. There was no way she was going to accept feeding him; what was he even thinking of making such a suggestion? “You don't really expect that I'll agree to that, do you?” She raised a brow at him, gauging his reaction to see whether he was indeed serious. Alex brushed a thumb across his lower lip. “So you wouldn't do it then?” he asked instead of responding to her question. “Of course not. I have work to do, and I can't sit down to feed a patient.” She was quick to answer. Alex gave her a small nod; he turned his gaze from her and stared down at his bandaged hand. “That sounds like an excuse to me.” “It's not an excuse. It's simply not appropriate,” she said clearly, instinctively taking a step back as he slowly looked up from his hand to her. His gaze was warm and hot, burning through her skin.
Sophia stood at the door to Alex’s room, contemplating whether to actually go inside and ask if he had a hand in everything being wiped out all of a sudden. She had a feeling it must have been him because there was no one else who could have done such a thing. She just wanted to confirm, Sophia reminded herself. It wasn’t like she had come up to his room for another reason; it was only to confirm if he had a hand in all the media outlets suddenly dropping the topic about the allegations. She raised her hand and knocked on the door. Knock. Knock. After a couple of minutes, no one answered. She couldn't hear any movement from inside, either. Frowning in confusion, she knocked once again but was only met with silence. Without another thought, she slowly pushed the door open, and as soon as she stepped inside, she was met with an empty room. Her brows creased, and she glanced over at the bathroom door. “Alex?” she called out after a moment, but no answer came. Wher
The hospital was buzzing with gossips and rumours, and in just a span of a little past 42 hours since the news was out, every single room in Greenwood hospital was talking about the same incident. Sophia couldn't simply act deaf to every single thing, but she was trying to. She had much more on her plate to be bothered about the rumors. “Good morning, Doc Soph!” She walked past a couple of nurses who were standing around together and whispering something to themselves, but as soon as they saw her, they simply spared her warm smiles and greeted her. “Good morning,” Choosing to ignore whatever they might have been saying, Sophia returned the smile and kept on walking. Her gaze dropped to her watch, and a frown curved up her brows when she noticed the time was already as late as 10 A.M. It was a very unusual time for her to come to work. But she couldn't help it; the director had urged her to stay back at home till the reporters trooping out of the hospital were sent away. D
Patricia let out a shaky breath, and she didn't realize when tears started streaming out of her eyes slowly. Sophia could clearly see through her distress, but they needed to get this done with, because she was just as determined to help Patricia. Right from the day she met her in the hospital, heavily pregnant with fear shimmering in her eyes. Patricia pressed her lips into a thin line, thinking it through thoroughly. She wanted a way out. She was tired of living in a family where her husband didn't care about her. Where her husband was just like a pawn to his mother. She wanted a better life for her daughters, a life where them being females aren't pointed out as a disappointment, a disadvantage, or even a flaw. She looked back up at Sophia, wiping the tears from her eyes. “I... I don’t even know where I’d go,” she admitted in a low voice. “I don’t have anyone else, no family, no friends. I don't have anyone,” her shoulders dropped, and her gaze lowered. Sophia’s expr
Sophia stepped out of the elevator, and she glanced around. Rather than make her way straight to the security office to confirm the footage Ariella had mentioned about, she came this way instead. She turned around the hall and stopped in front of a room, staring inside through the window. Her eyes squinted at the young mother who was standing by the window, with both of her babies cradled on each arm. A frown curved up Sophia's expression when she noticed Patricia was alone. Something that hardly happens, because her mother-in-law was usually there. With one glance around the hallway, she knocked slightly on the door, and when she didn't get a response, she was just about to open the door, but the footsteps approaching the door from inside made her stay still for a moment. Knock. Knock. She knocked on the door again and opened it slowly; at the same time, Patricia got to the door, and before Sophia could push it open, the young mother slammed it closed. Beyond shoc
Sophia walked down the hallway absentmindedly; she wasn't certain about what to think of anymore. And despite trying to shove all thoughts of Alex away, it proved difficult to. A tired sigh escaped from her lips, and she brushed her blonde, silky hair to the back with her fingers before making another turn and entering the elevator. Her gaze slid to the time on her wristwatch, and a frown curved her expression when she noticed something amiss. She turned rigid on the spot and looked up from her wristwatch when she realized she had forgotten her bag in his room. Pressing her lips into a thin line, she contemplated going back to get it, but she didn't want to go back to his room. At least not today anymore. She wasn't certain where they stood; after hearing all he said, she would be lying if she said the walls around her heart didn't shatter the slightest. He didn't submit the divorce papers, which meant… They were still legally married. Her throat tightened at the thought. Neith
Feeling suddenly suffocated on the tight space of the hospital room, Sophia breathed. She couldn't hold back anymore, she was full blown putting her emotions out. “We were married, but you hardly slept at home. And I was always alone at every moment, wondering how to make things better with you.” She choked out a sob and stiffened, immediately wiping the tears off her eyes. Why was she crying? She had already convinced herself to this point that she didn't care anymore and that she wouldn't be vulnerable in anyone's presence, and especially not his. But soon as the memories crashed into her head, she felt like her heart had been split into two, each part filled with nothing but pain. “I was young, naive, and in love with you, yet you tore me apart so much and left me all alone.” She turned fully to him, and Alex stared at her, just as ready to face all her words. She pointed at his chest, “We were married for one year. We had one year to get to know each other, and I
“You never what?” Sophia asked again, completely baffled as she stared deeply at Alex. She couldn't comprehend his words. What exactly did he mean by he never submitted the divorce papers? Why didn't he submit them? Why? Why! In her state of utter shock, she hadn't realized how close Alex had gotten to her. Alex’s gaze was on her, gauging through her reaction; she didn't seem pleased at all, and he wasn't certain how to feel about that. But there was a deep pang of hurt that seeped through his heart. “I never submitted them,” he repeated, feeling the air between them grow tenser than it had been earlier, “I couldn't,” he added. Sophia didn't say anything at all; she just stared at him. Her expression was just as conflicting as she was feeling. Shocked? Confused? her emotions were all over the place. Alex continued, “I wanted to take my words back, but I couldn't. I've been trapped with regret and guilt ever since that night. I shouldn't have treated you that w
Alex's gaze snapped to Sophia, his warm, pale green eyes widened subtly in surprise. He hadn’t expected her to remember that. Realization hit Sophia as his gaze burned through her. She bit her tongue lightly and immediately added, “Just like a lot of people out there are.” Alex swallowed; his Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he tried to hold back the rush of emotions that her words stirred up inside him. “You remember?” His voice was low, almost as if he couldn’t believe it. Sophia didn't respond to that; instead, she quickly changed the topic, “You should eat your fruits. Your meal might be brought in anytime soon.” He didn't comply immediately; he kept his gaze on her and watched as Sophia walked over to the couch. Without another word, Alex nodded slowly and glanced at the plate of peeled fruits, his eyes pierced through the apples, and he released