All Chapters of BILLIONAIRE’S DIVORCED WIFE IS HIS LUNA: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Rosalind“Are you sure you don’t want to stay at mine, Rosalind? I’m really worried about your wellness in this house just by yourself.”Shawn and I were seated in his car in front of my house. Lola already dropped at her place, and we already planned to have a sleepover the next couple of nights. I just wanted to be alone for tonight. Everything was happening too fast and I need to take a breather.Honestly, I was already fed up with being around people every single time. I need a little me time and little of people fawning over me every single second.“I’ll be fine, Shawn. I promise. If it makes you feel better, I’ll shut the doors. I’ll double lock them even.”His eyes studied mine with an expression in them I couldn’t even identify.After an eternity he finally decided to speak. “There are some terrors even the triple lock on your back door cannot keep away, Rosa.”My heart sank at his statement. Why would he do that?Instill Terror into me? For what reason?“What?”He blinked o

Rosalind As we drove into the garage of James’s house, a sense of comfort washed over me. Whether I liked to admit or not, this was where I felt the most comfortable. We stepped out of the car silently, my head bombarded with the thought that something could have happened to me just like last night.Was I going to have to be protected every single day if I want to survive?James caught my eyes from across the garage and gave me a comforting smile. “It’s going to be okay, Rosalind. Come in. We would think about it in the morning.”I sighed, gripping my overnight bag. I didn’t plan to stay long. Marina was here after all.I followed James into the house I knew so well and a gasp left my lips at how the whole house has been transformed, the wedding picture of James’s and me which was hung on the wall has been replaced with a studio picture of Marina.What sort of narcissistic bitch is that?“So much changes. I hope my room still remains my room, or was that also changed the minute I le

James.It was once love, care, and affection; I trusted her with everything within me. But all of that had been replaced by confusion. I could no longer tell if she was the woman I used to know. I wasn’t sure if she was the same Marina I was in love with. I couldn’t believe what she had been up to. I never expected that she could do such a thing. How could she wish the woman who had done nothing but care for her for the last three years death? How could she even wish Rosalind bad? She should be thankful to her and even worship her if need be. It baffled me that I never saw this side of her. Was she always like this and I was just the one who turned a blind eye to her cheap acts?I held out a loud sigh, unsure of what to do about her. She was being a big pain and causing more harm than good. I never thought she would turn out this way. It felt as if Rosalind had been trying to tell me this and I was just the one who didn’t pay attention to her.I shook my head and kicked the door to the

JamesI still couldn’t believe that I almost got beaten up in my own house, where I was supposed to be safe. I dragged my legs to the giant mirror in my room and stared at my injured lips, scenes of when he punched me flashing through my eyes.I could have fought back; I could have punched him as hard as he punched me, but I just didn’t want to prove his statement right.As much as I knew that Rosalind wasn’t safe with me like he said, I still wanted to leave space for doubt; I wanted her to still feel safe, even if it would just be for a while. But whether I was okay with it or not, I would eventually have to let her go; she was best safe when she was far away from me.It hurts, and stings that it was only the safest option; I would have to officially divorce her; I would have to forgo the new feeling that was growing towards her; I would have to start pretending like I wasn’t feeling any connection towards her.“I am so sorry, James.” Her soft and calm voice came at me.I turned arou

JamesMy heart ached as I watched her walk out of the house; it was as if a part of me had been taken away by her. I didn’t feel whole anymore.A weary breath escaped my lips as I headed back to my room, my heart still racing with confusion and uncertainty. Words I said to Rosalind minutes ago kept echoing in my head, and I felt bad for saying those words to her.Maybe I should have been nicer with it; maybe I shouldn’t have said it in such a harsh way that made her leave angrily. I knew that was the only way out, but I could have been nicer with it. I could have told her all of that in a more presentable way.It was done though; all I couldn’t turn back the hands of the clock, even though I wished I could.I got back to my room and fell on the bed; my mind began to wander around. Questions arose in my head: where could she have gone to? Was she safe? I was uneasy; I wanted to know if she was fine. I sat up on the bed, dipped my hand into my pocket for my phone, and stared at the phone