All Chapters of Divorce? His Biggest Mistake: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

~JIMENA~I mean, I looked this way because of him. I was this dirty trying to make sure our marriage happened while he was here, clean, and not just that, but watching a movie, unbothered, and eating popcorn like everything was okay?!“You honestly need to stop going out at this time; what would your fans say if they saw you like this?”“My fans?”“Yes,” he plainly answered, then turned his attention back to the TV. I didn't understand how the man I left a few hours ago was already so sober; is it that he pretended to be drunk?I cleared my throat before I walked to where he was; his attention was on the TV, so he didn't hear me until I snatched the bowl of popcorn from his hands.“I think you should have a shower before eating,” he said, sounding unbothered.“Is that it?”“That's what?”“You're not going to ask what happened to me?”“I did, but you didn't—”“You asked where I was coming from, William.”“Isn't it the same thing?”“No, it's not. How does where I'm coming from and what

~ANASTASIA~“No, that's a six!” Ivy loudly said.“No, it's a nine.” Dad insisted.“Oh my god, give me a second.” She said, and Dad nodded, then turned to me while I shook my head. Ivy walked to the dresser and then picked up her tablet. I watched as she typed something before she came to us, then showing the screen to Dad, she repeated, “It says this is six; nine is this one.” She sounded annoyed, and I couldn't help but bite my inner cheeks before commenting.“Grandpa is old, sweetheart; he can't see clearly.”“Yes, but he's being stubborn.”“It's okay; go get Grandma; Grandpa needs to take his medicine,” I told her, and she scoffed before leaving. She was so annoyed at Father; as soon as the door closed, Dad turned to me, and we started laughing.We laughed so hard until we lost our breath, and now we had to gasp for air.“My God, she's very smart,” Dad commented.“Yes, she is, and she hates it when she's right and someone insists she's wrong,” I said, and he nodded.“I loved messin

~ANASTASIA~It's been hours; Carmen and I were still in the library. She was now teaching me how to run a household. I wasn't just doing this for Hudson, but we had three children, so I had to be prepared, I never lived with Ivy, so I didn't know how to take care of a family.Two maids came and brought us snacks as we hadn't left the library in quite a while. Carmen was telling me about infidelity and how I was supposed to deal with that when my phone started ringing.“It's Hudson; I need to pick it,” I said, and she nodded, asking me to go ahead. I stood up and walked to the window before pressing the accept button. “Hudson?”“Anastasia, I'm on my way; I want us to pass by the building before we get home.”“Home?”“Yes, I bought us an apartment; it is safe, and at least there we'll have privacy.” He said. He had earlier mentioned moving out of the hotel as we didn't know who took that video, so privacy wasn't secured.“Oh, yes, sure, you know you don't have to call me every time you'

~ANASTASIA~I was going to scream when Carmen's voice echoed in my head. She told me to always think before reacting, and to always hold my composure; she said crying was for the weak, and in this world, no matter how much money you had, you had to learn to control your emotions.Carmen has gone through almost the same, where she's looked down upon and doubted even I had a hand in that, but never has she ever broken down in front of people, she told me she rarely cried; if she felt like it, she would take a cigarette or simply a shot of a strong liquor. I couldn't do either now as I was pregnant, and besides, there was nothing to cry about. I've seen worse than this.With that in mind, I splashed water on my face before drying it with a tissue and then continued to pack.I was done in a second, so I walked out of the bathroom. It didn't surprise me to find Hudson on a phone call with our things on the bed; I mean, William was lazy, so I knew all the men were.“Yes, detective, see you

~ANASTASIA~I sniffed and held in the tears, as I couldn't afford to cry in front of him. I knew he knew my marriage with William was shitty, but I also knew that showing him I expected less of him might boost his confidence and make him take advantage of me, which I'm never going to allow, ever.Thank God he didn't notice my tears as he kept talking. I told him how I didn't like loud music, and how throwing parties at the house wasn't my thing; basically, I told him all the things that William did that irritated me, and he agreed to try and follow them.“Do not try; just do it, please,” I said, and he agreed to really try his best.Okay, before you judge me for being demanding, considering where I was coming from, you should never expect less just because one gave you the bare minimum; always put your expectations high, the same way I did with William, even when he kept leaving his cup of coffee in the living room unwashed. I still kept hoping he would one day be able to drink coffee