All Chapters of His Volition: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The morning air was crisp as I made my way to Dr. Emily Ross's office. The news of the court agreeing to hear our appeal had injected a new wave of hope into my life, but I knew I needed to stay grounded. The path to reclaiming my position at Whitney Corporation was just beginning, and I had to keep my emotions in check. Therapy was a crucial part of my journey, and I trusted Dr. Ross to guide me through the next steps."Carmen, it's good to see you," she said as I settled into the plush armchair across from her. "How have you been?""There's been some progress," I replied, my voice steady but uncertain. "Mr. Harrison called yesterday. The court has agreed to hear our appeal.""That's wonderful news," Dr. Ross said, her eyes reflecting genuine happiness for me. "How do you feel about it?""I'm excited, but also nervous," I admitted. "It's a big step forward, but I know it's going to be a tough battle. And part of me wonders if I'm truly ready for it.""I'm glad to hear that," Dr. Ross

Moving back into the house I once called home with Sean was both thrilling and nerve-wracking. The journey we had been through, filled with misunderstandings, heartbreaks, and now, tentative steps towards reconciliation, had finally brought us to this point. But despite my excitement, an undercurrent of anxiety lingered. Rebuilding our relationship and merging our lives and careers again was no small feat. I hoped the gesture I had planned for today would show Sean how committed I was to our new beginning.The morning was clear and bright as I set out to get a few things for Sean. I wanted to surprise him with flowers and a few thoughtful gifts. A fresh bouquet would be a symbol of the fresh start we were embarking on, and I knew Sean appreciated the small, heartfelt gestures.I drove to the flower shop I used to frequent. It was a charming little place on the corner of Elm Street, run by an elderly couple who had been married for over fifty years. The shop was filled with the scent o

I waited for Carmen to come home, but I couldn't help but feel anxious. I couldn't understand why her mood had been off for days. Was it work? Was it us? I needed answers, and I was going to get them tonight.When she finally walked through the door, I could tell right away that something was wrong. Her eyes were tired, and there was a deep sadness etched on her face. She looked like she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders."Hey," I said, trying to sound casual as I set down my book and stood up to greet her. "Rough day?"She nodded, barely glancing at me as she hung up her coat. "You could say that."I bit my lip, trying to decide how to approach the topic. We had been drifting apart lately, and I didn't want to push her away further. But I couldn't just ignore the tension between us."Do you want to talk about it?" I asked gently, hoping she would open up to me.She shook her head, avoiding my gaze. "Not really. Just need some time to think."I felt a pang of frust

Things had been better than I could have ever hoped for. Carmen and I were slowly finding our way back to each other, and Lily was becoming a joyful part of our lives. Every day, the love and we shared made each hurdle seem surmountable.This morning, I woke up to the sound of Lily's laughter echoing through the house. It was a sound that filled me with a profound sense of peace and happiness. I got out of bed, stretched, and headed downstairs to find Carmen and Lily in the kitchen, making breakfast together."Morning, Daddy!" Lily greeted me with a bright smile, her face smeared with flour."Morning, princess," I replied, ruffling her curly hair."Sean, we're making pancakes," Carmen said, looking up at me with a smile that warmed my heart. "Care to join us?""Absolutely," I said, stepping up to the counter. "Let's see if I can make the best pancakes in town."As we cooked and laughed together, I couldn't help but feel a sense of completeness. This was what I had always wanted—family

I had been planning this moment for weeks, but the nerves were hitting me hard. I paced around my office, fiddling with the small velvet box in my pocket. Inside was the ring I had chosen for Carmen, a symbol of the new beginning I wanted to create with her. Our marriage had started as an arranged one, a business deal rather than a love story. But over time, she had become my everything.After all we had been through—the arranged marriage. I wanted to re-propose to Carmen. I wanted to marry her again, this time for love, and renew our vows. I wanted her to know how much she meant to me and that this time, it was all about choice.The plan was simple: a romantic dinner where I’d surprise her with the proposal. But life seemed to have other ideas. We couldn’t find a babysitter for Lily, and the closer the date came, the more desperate I became.Fiona was our last resort. It was a risk, I knew that, but we were out of options. Since our encounter at the grocery store, Fiona had been tryi