All Chapters of No Longer Shadow Of My Sister: Divorcing The CEO: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Two Days Later "You changed your dressing style and hair! Any reason for that, Sister-in-law?" Dawn glances at Tiara, who is approaching her as she places the bouquet of gardenias under the cherry tree. Tiara's eyes are examining her dress and hair. "Is it looking bad?" Dawn asks. Her appearance has noticeably changed since her recent shopping spree. "No! I think it's better than before. You used to have the same taste as your sister, and honestly, I didn’t think it suited you. Not to sound judgmental, but this look suits you better," Tiara responds in an apologetic tone. "Well, I didn't like myself either," Dawn admits, touching her hair. She used to dress like her sister so Travis wouldn't forget Spring. She was forbidden to change her appearance. But now, she’s going to live according to her own desires. The sense of obligation to her adoptive parents is long gone. "Brother agreed to let you study, so we’re going to be classmates!" Tiara says cheerfully. When she notices Daw

The afternoon's orange light streams into the elegant café , facing the hustling city where Dawn is sitting at a large oak bench. She appears calm, yet beneath the surface, her mind is calculating. She flips through the papers the private investigator has just delivered, her eyes narrowing as she reads the detailed report. The bittersweet taste of latte makes her mood better with the lines on the report. Spring Clinton, 24 years old. Employed at a small but growing marketing firm, barely scraping by. A history of substance abuse. Several failed rehab attempts. Friends that are enablers. A secret life she keeps hidden from her colleagues and supervisors. Living with her boyfriend - Freddie, 28, drug-addict and unemployed. and his sister - Fanny. Dawn closes the folder, letting out a slow, meaningful breath. This is exactly what she needed. She didn't know that Spring would destroy her life like this. Just then, the door creaks open, and the private investigator, Mr. Holden, ste

Next Day, Spring Clinton sits at her cluttered desk in the small office of the Evergreen Marketing Solutions, tapping her fingers against her coffee mug. Her eyes dart toward the clock on the wall. It’s nearly noon, and she’s already counting the hours until the day ends. The office hums with the usual sounds of keyboards and printers, while her coworkers chat casually nearby. Despite being surrounded by people, she feels more isolated than ever. Her phone buzzes on the desk, and she glances at the screen. It’s a message from Freddie, her boyfriend. She ignores it, not in the mood for his complaints or his latest half-baked schemes. He’s part of the problem, constantly dragging her down with his addictions, his messes. She stuffs the phone in her drawer and turns her attention to the report she’s supposed to finish by noon. But the numbers blur before her eyes. Her head throbs from the night before. She hadn’t planned on using, but Freddie had brought out the pills, and she coul

Travis stands on the balcony, finding Dawn sitting alone in the garden. He can't shake off the weirdness of her obsession with gardens. Even in his parents' mansion she can't stop visiting the gardens. Travis walks downstairs, heading directly to her, there is something in his eyes, something like determination. As he approaches, his footsteps on the dry leaves get her attention. She raises her head, kinda weak--- Her gaze. " Are you feeling alright?" Dawn asks, having no trace of emotions in those words. Travis nods, sitting next to her. Dawn wants to leave right now. But it will bring confrontation that she doesn't want to do. The morning sickness is troubling her as well. " I thought a lot!" Travis starts, without looking at her, " There are thousands of reasons for you to leave me. I can't deny everything. But I think you should get divorced once you complete your study and get a job. It'll be like an alimony. Since you gave up on studying to marry me, you deserve i

Mr Ericson passes the cup of coffee to Travis who is sitting silently at the desk. As usual, his expression is cold and indifferent. But his fingers are fidgeting, revealing his anxiety. " What do you want?" Mr Ericson asks, while staring at his middle child. " I don't know!" He replies in short. " Look, We won't force either of you to make any kind of decisions. This is your life and your marriage. You two are solely responsible for the outcome of this situation. I won't force Dawn to stay with you or I won't force you to get divorced. I want to figure out what -!" " I won't divorce her!" His voice is firm. " Not until she gets what she deserves. I have been thinking about this relationship for a while. Realizing that in this entire ordeal, she was not involved but somehow she got involved with me. I knew I couldn't love anyone, trust anyone. I shouldn't have married her in the first place!" He says, clenching his jaw, " I thought it would be fine if I just do fulfill m