All Chapters of No Longer Shadow Of My Sister: Divorcing The CEO: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Dawn sits on the balcony, her eyes on the cup of coffee. Her fingers trail the edge of the warm cup. She has been rearranging and rethinking everything. The revelation of her parents' identity, Travis's weird and suspicious behavior and actions—everything is driving her crazy. She can't understand what to think about Travis. If he was the mastermind of everything, why would he lead Spring to kill their son? If Travis knew everything from the beginning, why would he buy a company for her and never let her know? Because he wanted to give Spring everything once she was gone? Why would he even send Spring behind bars if he had a different motive? Maybe the future isn't changing, but she is just watching what happened behind the scenes in her past life. Maybe Travis indeed sent her to jail and didn't tell her everything. Or she was too busy playing family and raising her son that she didn't notice. Dawn finds herself pulling her hair and staring at the cup. What if Travis has returned

It was like a dream, or she should consider it a duty as a wife or, from Travis's side, his duties as a husband. However, whatever it is, Dawn can't shake off that uneasy feeling. She is not supposed to sleep with her own husband after everything that happened to her. She is yet to know if Travis has any direct connection with the murder. She knows Travis isn't that lowly of a person, but you can't trust anyone in this world, can you? Strangers don't betray you. Your close ones do. Dawn finds it eerily silent from Spring's side. Judging by Spring's personality, it's not a very good sign. She must be cooking up something to strike back. But Dawn wants to have her pregnancy journey in a quiet place, without any more stress. Recently, she had an appointment in their own house with one of their family gynecologists, and she talked about the bleeding problem. It's nothing serious, but she can't stress herself. In her previous life, she had a smooth journey with Travis and her in-laws

"I don't understand—what did I return?" Travis turns, his expression pale. Dawn's expression remains firm. The reason she says, *"Did you return?"* is to observe his reaction. She pulls something out of her pocket that she has been carrying ever since she began doubting his supposed return to the past. It’s a gummy containing gelatin, something she wasn’t allowed to consume during her first trimester. As she grabs one to put it in her mouth, her eyes dart to Travis’s hand as he stops her. "Don’t eat it! It’s dangerous for you!" Dawn smirks as she steps closer. During her pregnancy, there were many foods she wasn’t allowed to eat due to health complications. To care for her, Travis had completely changed their menu, including her snacks, to organic options. Earlier that morning at breakfast, she noticed these changes even before the doctor instructed them. Now, she can’t help but provoke him to uncover the truth. Standing on her toes, she leans closer to his ear. "Let m

It was like a phase where everything started going wrong. Evidence after evidence, Asher being neglected by Dawn, and Nancy's extra involvement, where she sugar-coated her actions by recording here and there, showing how neglectful Dawn was towards Asher. The final straw came the day Nancy recorded a video where Freddie happened to come out of Dawn's room while Asher was crying in the background. Travis didn't know how he could unsee it. Freddie was banned from coming around his house. But seeing him walking out of Dawn's room was enough to shake his entire trust in the marriage. Nancy recorded the video so perfectly that Travis, who never accused someone without evidence, stopped feeding himself fake hopes about his marriage. It was perfectly planned. Nancy's target was to involve herself so much in Asher's life that she would be able to track everything, including a simple child's tantrum to portraying Dawn as a neglectful mother. It happened two weeks before Asher's 5th birt

After waking up with an intense craving for something sour, Dawn finds herself trapped in the firm embrace of two strong arms. To make matters worse, she isn’t even on her side, the position she prefers. Despite the frustration bubbling inside her, she knows exactly who the culprit is. It’s Travis. She used to unconsciously snuggle into his arms whenever they shared a bed.“Let go!” she mutters, her voice muffled by sleep and irritation.Her stomach growls loudly, a discomfort that’s become all too familiar since entering her second trimester. Her emotions are chaotic — a storm of frustration, nausea, and helplessness. Tears threaten to form, adding to her sense of hopelessness.Dawn pushes at him again, managing to loosen his hold just slightly. Travis, still sound asleep, shifts and murmurs softly, " It's ok! Everything is alright."“I said let me go! I’m hungry!” she complains, her patience finally snapping. Without thinking, she bites his arm lightly.That does the trick. Travis j