All Chapters of The Second Marriage Chance [English]: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Sarah Darkness enveloped me—a certainty in the chaos. My heart wailed with an anguish so profound it pierced my very soul. What sin had I committed to deserve this torment? I dared to turn away from my marriage with Philip, but never did I envision the depths of his cruelty, stripping me of everything I held dear. For my heart bled so profusely that sensation eluded me, I was numb to the cascade of tears, leaving only the haunting embrace of grief. "Sarah! Sarah!" It's as though Amir was right before my eyes, within the stark confines of the hospital ward. Every fiber of my being ached to reach out to him, to envelop myself in his embrace, and to release the weight of my sorrow upon his shoulders. But my voice remains trapped, shackled by an invisible force. A silent plea resonates within me, urging the release of the pent-up emotions to share them with Amir. Yet, I am gripped by a suffocating weakness. "What have you done to her?!" Amir's voice reverberates through the ro

Philip "Sarah, get me a drink," I almost blurted out, realizing Sarah wasn't home. As I moved through the villa, the silence enveloped me like a heavy blanket. Each step echoed in the emptiness, emphasizing the absence of Sarah's presence. The familiar sight of her lounging on the sofa, which greeted me upon returning home, was notably absent. Alone in the quiet villa, a sense of loneliness settled over me like a heavy shroud. With a mixture of frustration and longing, I lowered myself onto the sofa, my hand instinctively curling into a tight fist. The mere notion of Sarah possibly entangled with Amir Benner ignited a fierce surge of anger, stirring my emotions to their core. Amidst the silence, a profound emptiness enveloped me, leaving me adrift in a sea of unresolved emotions. It was the familiarity of having Sarah around for three years that left me feeling unsettled. Frustration surged through me, prompting me to hurl the glass I had just used for water before storming

Sarah As I looked at Bronn, a small doubt crept into my thoughts. Could he be the one to make me feel loved and complete? The promise I had silently made to myself, urging me to seek love and companionship. But even with these doubts, I felt a strong sense of urgency. Time was slipping away, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that I needed to act quickly amidst the uncertainty that clouded my mind. He's thirty-three, the same age as— I must halt my thoughts there! I'm seething with frustration! Jakob's text message has triggered my whirlwind of thoughts about my utterly insane ex-husband. "Can you at least muster a smile for a moment? Your demeanor is making me feel ancient!" Grandpa Mitchell chastised me as if my usual stoicism was unfamiliar to him. "Grandpa, please refrain from scolding Sarah," Bronn interjected. My grandpa emitted a frustrated huff. "Please disregard Grandpa's earlier comment. I'm here to discuss business and nothing else," Bronn stated. "I'll

Philip Sarah, my ex-wife, is now entangled with Bronn Martin. From Amir Benner to a computer software developer, she seems to have a penchant for wealthy men, a fact that stirs a deep-seated fury within me. She still retains a youthful allure, with her sophisticated, wavy brown hair cascading down her back. It struck me that she is now twenty-three, no longer the young teenager who once stood beside me in marriage. Her skin seemed to radiate under the gentle washroom lighting, and she was draped in a seductive dark dress that tempted sinful thoughts. "I've been trying to locate you for a year. After hiding away in Dubai, I never anticipated finding you here. I even resorted to financial means, yet received no leads. Are you growing weary of Amir Benner now that he's set to marry, thus turning your attention to Bronn Martin?" I questioned sharply. Sarah's expression remained impassive as she washed her hands, her response devoid of emotion. "I no longer have ties to you, Mr. Co

Sarah I've been considering since earlier that we shouldn't run into any problems with BM Technologies, but it didn't make sense if Megan wanted to undermine both Jakob and me. What I really need to contemplate is who's orchestrating all of this. A figure rose from among Philip's team, wearing a plain button-up shirt. Without hesitation, he voiced, "Isn't this strategy you're proposing considered cheating? Are you intending to replace the tool initially selected by Luminary Productions?" "Selected?" I echoed his words. "Yes, just so you're aware, I'm the project manager for this movie project. I'm intimately familiar with the process, having been involved in the selection of the five options. President Cornell entrusted me with this project, and naturally, I prefer to avoid any potential embarrassment." A smirk formed at the corner of my lips. "In that case, may I inquire when the Holoforge was selected?" He glanced briefly at Megan, his tone tinged with annoyance as he re