Vivienne Sinclair married Caden Lawrence, hoping her love would melt his cold heart and that he would accept her as his wife sooner or later. But as they say about the best-laid plans, Caden never fell in love with her, nor did he accept her as his wife in front of the world. Three years later, Vivienne is hurt and broken, wanting nothing more than to break this toxic cycle of betrayal and constant rejection. She wants a divorce. “What gives you the right to ask me for a divorce?” he roars, looking angry. “It was you who seduced me! You who insisted on getting married. And now you want a divorce? I don’t think so.” But Vivi is tired of playing the role of a loving and obedient wife. She wants to live her life and explore other options. She wants to find the happiness and joy she was deprived of in her marriage. With the help of her friends and family, Vivi reveals her other identity as the world-class jewelry designer, Jasper Sterling, a name she had built after years of hard work during her failed marriage. She is strong, confident, and capable of living life on her own terms. And it’s time to let the whole world know. During one of the success parties, when Vivienne walks in with a handsome man by her side, everyone starts whispering. “Who is he?” people want to know. “Is she dating him?” Vivi and her new companion look good together. They make a perfect couple. But when Caden sees her with this mystery man, he can barely contain his rage. He pulls her aside and hisses. “You are making a mistake.” She laughs, kisses his cheek, and says, “No, darling. This is the start of my new life.”
Lihat lebih banyak[Vivienne]I don’t like being in the dark.I don’t think anyone does.But what choice do we have when we are stranded in a hotel room with no way of knowing what the hell went wrong?It couldn’t be normal for a hotel like this to lose electricity, could it?Where was the backup? The generators? The fucking manager to inform us what the hell was going on?“All lines are dead!” Andrew announces as I sit on the couch, legs pressed to my chest. “Maybe I should go down and see what’s going on.”That seems like the most rational thing to do.The only problem, however…“And how would you do that? We are on the freaking ninth floor.”“Yeah.” He scratches the back of his head as the only candle in the room casts light on his frame. “That did cross my mind. But what choice do we have? We can’t just sit here and wait for a miracle to happen.”If only miracles were so easy to happen…“I know.” I don’t like the thought of him going alone. Not because I don’t trust him, but because I would feel gui
“I’m not interested.” I’m ready to slam the door shut, but he blocks it with his leg.“You will be if you just see it once.”“I don’t want to see anything, Caden. Now, please, if you’ll just leave, that would be great.”“I can’t.” He continues to block the door, and it’s safe to say this is the most frustrating thing I’ve experienced in the past few years.“You have to. You can’t force me into doing anything. I’m not your wife.”“No, you’re not,” he says, tilting his head slightly. “But that doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten everything about you.”I scoff unknowingly. “Oh, really? And what exactly do you think you remember?”He leans in just a fraction, voice lowering like he’s about to share some grand secret. “That you hate not knowing things.”I hate that he’s right.But that doesn’t mean I have to give in every time my curiosity tries to get the best of me.I huff instead. “Cute theory, but I’ve grown since then. Maybe I don’t care as much anymore.”“Doubtful. But tell you what, Vivienn
[Vivienne]“I think there’s some misunderstanding,” I heard Andrew say from the main door. “We didn’t order any food.” Then, as if to himself, he muttered, “Or did we?”He turned to face me, looking as confused as I was beginning to feel. “Did you order anything to eat?”“Nope! The first thing I did after getting the room was take a shower. And it’s only been about ten minutes since I stepped out. So, no. I did not order any food. Not yet.”“See? I told you,” he said to the staff standing outside the door. “No order.”“But sir, the order is for your room only,” the man tried to reason.“That’s why I’m calling it a misunderstanding, isn’t it?”“What’s taking so long?” I ask when the back-and-forth between the two of them continues for the next five minutes.Andrew turns to face me once more, looking more agitated than ever. “He refuses to take the food back.”“And why’s that?”“Says his manager would fire him if he didn’t deliver the order. It would be his third strike in a month.”I r
[Caden]When I got the call from home about Benjamin being sick, I did everything in my power not to rush to the hospital myself.But just as I was preparing to drop everything and leave, Mother called and assured me that everything had been taken care of. She said Benjamin was much better now, and if she really needed me there, she would let me know.Somehow, I tried to find comfort in her assurance. But God knows, I couldn’t do anything except sit in the waiting room assigned to my company, waiting for Mother’s call as she visited the hospital.I couldn’t even attend the meeting after lunch.But that’s alright. I was only there to observe, not participate.Sure, I missed Vivienne’s presentation, considering she was the last one to address the members, but maybe that was for the best.Ever since she spotted me at the conference hall, she’d been
[Vivienne]During the entire meeting, I have this constant, annoying feeling of being stared at.And not just by anyone.But by the most obvious man in the room.At times, I have the strongest urge to call him out on how unprofessional he’s being, but every time I work up the courage to do so, someone addresses me, trying to engage me in conversation or ask for my feedback.I’m grateful to whoever is up there, hearing my pleas for a break, when the meeting adjourns for lunch.The people slowly file out while Andrew steps away to attend a call.I wait for him to return, but before he does, I feel Caden slide in next to me, as if he doesn’t care about an audience. Not that he has to—there isn’t a single soul left in the room except for us.How hungry do these fucking elites have to be to clear out the room in less than five minutes?A lot, I guess.“We meet again,” he says, pulling me out of my thoughts.But I don’t have to entertain his nonsense. I’m a grown woman. I run a fucking busi
[Vivienne]“The presentation is ready!”I turn around to find Andrew standing at the door of my office.“Well, then who are we waiting for?” I get up from my chair, grab my blazer, and head out the door, Andrew following with the briefcase where the presentation must be secured.Andrew makes a call to bring the car around while I dial Ana, hoping to let her know that I’ll be late.“Don’t forget to pick Axel up from school,” I say as soon as she answers.“Of course, madam.”“And don’t feed him ice cream on the way. He already had it yesterday, but he might get naughty and tell you he didn’t.”She chuckles on the other end. “I got you, madam. Anything else?”“Just… keep an eye on him,” I sigh, thinking about this business conference that’s so crucial for me to attend. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”Ana assures me that she’ll do her best to take care of Axel, and I try my hardest to find relief in her confidence.The call ends, and the car arrives.Andrew opens the door for me.“My lad
[Vivienne]A week has passed, and Axel hasn’t stopped talking about the man who helped him at the zoo.It’s like he’s found a new obsession—and not the healthy kind.“Don’t look so miserable,” Alexander says as we sit at the restaurant, having lunch. “He’s just being a kid, that’s all.”“I know,” I groan, wiping a hand down my face. “But I don’t like him being so obsessed with some man he doesn’t even know. I’m scared he’s too trusting, and we both know that never ends well.”“Now you’re just being paranoud,” he drawls, placing his hand on top of mine, reminding me yet again that I might not be ready for any physical comfort right now—not from any man.I pull my hand back and lean in my chair. If Alexander thinks I’m being weird, he doesn’t say so. Instead, he leans back in his chair himself, putting down his fork.“I can always find out who that man was, you know. If that will put your mind at ease.”“Nah,” I wave a hand in dismissal. “You’re probably right. I’m being paranoid. It’ll
[Caden]“You’re home!” Mother says as soon as she sees us entering the house.She rushes to my side, quietly asking one of the maids to take sleeping Benjamin to his room.“He looks tired,” she says once he’s far enough not to hear a word.“Yeah. It was a long day for him.”She smiles, but when I try to head to the dining room, maybe to grab something to eat, she grabs my arm and pulls me back instead.Confused, I look back at her.“Sasha is here,” she says quietly, the expression on her face clearly suggesting how much she hates that. “She says she wants to talk to you, but we both know what she wants. I want you to just see her and send her away. We don’t want her anywhere near Benjamin.”Sasha.Of course.“Where is she?”“In the living room,” Mother replies, her eyes narrowing with concern. “She’s been waiting for almost an hour.”“Alright, send her to the office. I need to eat something first.”Mother doesn’t mind and asks one of the maids to do as I said.After finishing a sandwi
[Vivienne]As soon as I get the call from the school about the incident at the zoo, I drop whatever I’m doing and drive straight to the school.That’s where the kids were supposed to gather after the zoo visit, picked up by parents if they didn’t have a bus service.Axel did have a bus service, but I couldn’t wait to see him.My son was hurt. There was no way I was waiting for that damn bus to bring him home. I had to see him ASAP.As soon as the car pulls up at the gates of the school, I spot him near the building, standing in a line like the rest of the kids, with at least four teachers guiding them to the bus one by one.“Axel!”Axel frowns, looking up in my direction. “Mommy?”I don’t care that I’m supposed to wait for the teacher to dismiss him properly. I’m already out of the car, practically running toward him.“Mommy!” His face lights up the moment he hears my footsteps nearing. His little hands stretch out in front of him, searching for me, and I’m right there, scooping him u
[Vivienne]The dinner at the table turned cold an hour ago but no sign of Caden.I check the time on the wall clock for the hundredth time perhaps, and try to suppress the hurt that once again rises to the surface like an angry volcano beneath my chest.It’s our third anniversary, and it’s almost midnight now, but like every single day in the past three years, he’s late as usual.I don’t know why I even try. My husband has dismissed me, rejected my efforts, and broken my heart so many times in the past, one would think I would have learned my lesson.But unfortunately, I have been cursed to be always hopeful.“Madam, should I reheat the dinner?” The head maid asks, pulling me out of my thoughts.I suck in the hurt and wipe away the tears from my eyes, not wanting to look as devastated as I feel.I smile at her like I always do.“No. That won’t be necessary,” I say and get up from the chair, pretending to yawn, hoping to look tired. “I think Caden got caught up in the meeting again,” b...
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