Pursuing Ex-Wife's Heart Again

Asking for Divorce

Olivia's POVMy alarm went off at 5 a.m., waking me early enough to carry out my expected duties. I slipped my feet into my slippers, then ran my fingers through my messy hair and tied it up with a ribbon from my bedside table. I staggered to the bathroom, quickly brushed my teeth, then stared at my reflection in the mirror.It ends now. Three years was enough time for me to learn Alexander would never love me the way I loved him. In all that time, my husband and I only shared a room once, the night we wed, and the experience was memorable but not in a good way. Worse, even beyond having to deal with my loveless husband, my marriage had been the equivalent of signing a contract to become a slave to the Williams family. They barely treated me like a human. Meanwhile, I had done everything I could to serve him and them. At only twenty-six, I deserved something better, and I didn’t want to waste any more time. Still, I couldn’t hold back my tears.After indulging in a good cry, I said,