All Chapters of Divorced in Love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

AUTHORS POV THE ICU lights dimmed signaling the end of a high-risk delivery. The ward was almost silent except for the bickering of nurses and Doctor Natasha. Gavin held his wife's hand firmly, his eyes glowed with anxious tears threatening to escape his green eyes. Doctor Natasha, turned to the married couple after handing their immobile baby to a nurse. A glimpse of sadness flashed in her eyes through her glasses. “I'm sorry, Mr. Reed, but your child couldn't make it.” Doctor Natasha announced grimly. Gavin's grip on Sydney's pale hand loosened, his heartbeat matched the beeping of the Life support monitor. “There were high traces of caffeine in her bloodstream as well as the baby's. Unfortunately, the baby couldn't survive it.” Gavin said nothing. His eyes drifted to his dead baby and then to Sydney. She was crying, normally, he would wipe her tears away, but instead, it disgusted him. “I'm sorry,” she mouthed, veins bulging from her forehead. He said nothing but sta

AUTHORS POV “I can't believe he didn't stay with you during postpartum.” Avery drove Sydney home. Ethan and Emily were asleep in the back seat. Sydney had dark circles under her eyes; she didn't look like the immaculate businesswoman everyone knew. She's spent three days being tormented by Xavier's spirit and Gavin didn't take the liberty to visit her. Sydney sniffed.“He must still be hurt, I understand.” He had come to take Ethan and Emily home, but Emily didn't want to leave their mother; on the other hand, Ethan was mad at him for lying. Avery held a scoff. “That doesn't justify his actions. No man would leave their wife after she just put to bed.” Sydney didn't want to talk about it but Avery kept on talking. “Syd, I know you are blaming yourself for Xavier's death; you should stop. It isn't healthy.” Sydney bit her lips. “I should have listened to Gavin.” She had decided to be defiant for five years and see where it got her. Avery rolled her eyes. “Oh please, a man h

AUTHOR'S POVSYDNEY held her ears, rocking back and forth. Gabriel's house was a small bungalow a few miles away from Beverly Hills. Sydney was scared shitless when Gabriel drove into the forest but heaved a sigh of relief when she saw a quaint bungalow with numerous logs of trees in front and tools carelessly on the ground.It's been exactly two hours since Gavin had asked for a divorce. As she sat by the fireplace, she could hear his hateful words haunting her mind.Gabriel walked into the obsolete wooden living room decorated with animal skins and quaint abstract paintings of nature, he held a mug of coffee in his hand.“You'll burst if you keep holding it in.” He placed a hand on her back and dropped the mug on the table.Sydney slowly took her hand off her ears like it had been glued to it. She looked at Gabriel as he kicked the firewood that had fallen out of the fireplace, inside .“Thank you.”He sat a few inches away from her. She uttered grace and sipped the coffee. He seemed

AUTHORS POV THE RAIN PATTERED against the rooftops, its rhythmic beat echoing the tumultuous throbbing of Caleb's heart. "How can you back out now? The work's almost concluded." Caleb's voice roared around the massive building as he paced around the living room. Ashley sat in the dinette, having her morning tea. Her heart raced, what could have made him so furious this time? "You claim to be a man with no faults yet your daughter is trending on the news for her infidelity. I can't continue on this train Mr. Morgan." Caleb raised a brow. "What do you- hello, hello." He took the phone off his ear and uttered a vile word. As far as Caleb knew, his daughters were happily married. Anita would never dare go against him by doing such an unruly thing. Sydney- he scoffed- she was too head over heels in love with Gavin to cheat on him. Caleb groaned. The telephone buzzed, and he quickly went to pick it up. Without asking, he knew who it was. "How many investors had backed out?"

AUTHORS POV "My mommy bought me a fancy doll last Christmas." One of Emily's friends, Lacey Anabel said boastfully. Emily showed her fourteen teeth. "Well, Santa got me a pretty sundress with ballerina dancing shoes." Lacey barked a mock laugh; she was a year older than Emily and sharp-mouthed. "Everyone knows Santa isn't real." Emily looked up at Sydney as they headed to the bleachers. Dandelions had a match with Evergreen Elementary School; if they won, they would move to internationals. Ethan was playing as a striker. "Mommy tell Lacey Santa's real." Emily pouted. Sydney looked at Lacey, she hadn't even realized she was following them. "Where's your mum sweetheart?" She asked. Lacey halted as if she had just realized something. She began to cry. "Mommy will kill me; she said I shouldn't talk to you, Ethan, or Emily again." "Why?" Emily stared at her in confusion. Sydney grabbed Emily's hand and pulled her by her side. "Nothing baby." Lacey cried harder. Sydney