All Chapters of Divorcing My Ruthless Husband : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Summer’s Point of ViewFollowing that night, just as Steven had promised, he rectified the problem and the article regarding the event vanished without a trace. Before we knew it, a month had elapsed, and we were oblivious to the fact that only two months remained.I was still getting his meals ready, but I wasn’t delivering them anymore because I was swamped with work. I had to return to the office to catch up, and thankfully, Celine was helping me out so we could wrap up the tasks I had to leave after my accident. “Mrs. Carter, do you not wish to head home yet?” Celine inquired while organizing the collected paper designs. “You’ve been laboring for a month, and I am concerned it may have an impact on your health.”Without looking at her, I picked up the pen once more and replied, “I’ll complete this design since it’s what Missus Easton requested and she’ll require it next week. I just need to refine it by tomorrow.”“But don’t you need to see your doctor tomorrow?”“Oh, shoot! It t

Summer’s Point of View“How many days have passed since you did it?” asked the Doctor.“Probably in three weeks now,” I answered restlessly.“Do you want to run a test?”After analyzing the doctor’s words, I eventually shook my head. Given what had happened with our past baby, I was certain that Steven wouldn’t want to have another child. Even if he had asked me that day if I was willing to carry his child again, I wasn’t sure if I was ready. Before I came back, I took a deep breath and stated, “No need, doctor. I have experienced no pregnancy symptoms, so I think everything is okay.”“Are you sure?” she asked with an uptight look. “There are instances when a baby is robust, and consequently, the mother might experience a delay in these symptoms, or sometimes they may engage in other activities that hinder such symptoms.”“Don’t worry, Doctor. I’ll keep you updated if anything strange happens to me again or if there are any other changes.”“Okay then,” she conceded and crossed out the

Summer’s Point of ViewSince the day Steven and I had our confrontation, he never visited me again nor inquired about my health. I spent my days fixated on the door, hoping it would open and he would enter, but instead, it was always someone else - either the doctor, the nurse, or Nana - disappointing me every time.Two weeks had passed, yet he didn’t appear before me. Although Nana was punctual, visiting me every day with food and medicine, and occasionally Brandon would ask if I needed any help, but neither of them was the one I yearned for. Having wasted those two weeks, the two months in the contract had elapsed, and all the connections and emotions we had developed had vanished in a moment due to my actions. I achieved my goal. Hailey was imprisoned because she had pushed me that caused an accident regardless of what I had told her that day. However, I couldn’t experience the satisfaction or happiness that I had anticipated from seeking revenge.Instead of experiencing the joy

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

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