All Chapters of Divorcing The Love Of My Life: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Sophie's POV The familiar scent of my husband filled the air in the room as I focused on him. Oliver was a very handsome man, his brown hair falling just perfectly, framing his pointed nose and sharp jawline. He was just…. Perfect and every woman's dream. Mine included. He has always been my prayer and the source of my fascination. I just consider myself one of the luckiest women on earth to have such a handsome, loving and caring person as my husband. “Happy anniversary to us, sweetheart,” he whispered to me, caressing my earlobe as he kissed me lightly on. the cheek. It was our anniversary and in commemoration of that, I suggested we have sex tonight. “Same to you, love,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. Still staring at his desire filled gray eyes. He grazed my hair and shifted some strands of hair off my face as he began caressing and kissing my neck, which turned me on instantly. I felt heat begin to pull between my legs and in no time I was soaking wet

Sophie's POV “Look, young woman…” Before I could complete my statement, Oliver cut me off. “Enough of this, Lucia, you can't be speaking like this. You know I have nothing to do with you now. I'm just trying to help you, so please let's respect ourselves. If not, I will not hesitate in throwing you out of my house,” he spat as he slightly furrowed his brows. It was a signal that he was running out of patience. My anger suddenly gave way to hope as Oliver made it clear to her. “I'm just trying to care. But I'm so sorry for that, she replied in a cool voice, lowering her gaze, putting on her most pitiful expression. Without a word, Oliver walked out and slammed the door hard. I rolled my eyes before sitting back. Lucia walked and sat beside me, holding my hands. “Look, please don't think there is something between us. I promise there is nothing,” she said, trying to sound sincere. “It's alright,” I managed to reply, as the words tasted bitter in my mouth, because I knew it

Sophie's POV He threw the car key to me before lifting her up. “Turn the car around, Sophie,” Why, for Crist's sake, Lucia? Why is she making life difficult for me, for crying out loud? Lucia was just unbelievable. The keys landed in front of me as I froze, shocked, feeling the weight of his words as they made things worse. “Come on, Sophie, you don't want her dead, do you?” he spat. What? Oliver raised his voice at me because of that bitch. He never raised his voice at me ever since we got married until now, and it was all because of this bitch. My heart shattered into a million pieces as I bent down and grabbed the keys. Tears blurred my sight as I got the car out of the garage. I watched as he shoved her into the back seat and entered, placing her head in his lap. With his hand on her chest. “Drive!” he ordered. My heart pounded as rage built inside of me. I couldn't believe Oliver raised his voice at me. I bit my lower lips and drove as tears streamed down my face.