All Chapters of Divorced Me, I Accepted My CEO Propose: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

I don't know if this is my last day in this house or just the beginning of a longer suffering. However, one thing was certain, Roderick Langley no longer wanted to see my face in this house, in the house that I once thought could be my refuge.I winced in pain. My hair was grabbed with a force that knew no mercy. I staggered, my hand reflexively gripping the man's arm-my husband-Roderick Langley. But instead of easing, his grip tightened, as if to remind me that I was nothing more than an unwanted intruder.“Rick... it hurts... please let go,” I whispered weakly, hoping that there was a shred of kindness left in his heart. But all I found was a hateful gaze, something that had been lingering in his eyes for so long whenever he looked at me.“How many times have I told you, Eva! Get out of this house!” his voice thundered, echoing throughout the room, making the cold marble walls seem to absorb his anger. I could only swallow, holding my body from falling as he pushed me. I almost bump

I stood right in front of the golden-handled door. The polished wood was beautifully carved, exuding a luxury that seemed to synergize with the other furniture around it. It was a symbol of splendor that belonged only to the Langley family-my husband's family.Who doesn't know the name Langley? A renowned furniture company that has dominated the world market with its products that are always sold out within hours of launch. Under Roderick Langley's leadership, the business has grown exponentially, reaching into new sectors despite the passing of its patriarch, Sebastian Langley.Sebastian lost his long battle with illness. The best doctors had been brought in to treat him, but fate would have it differently. In the seconds before a rescheduled surgery due to his deteriorating condition, his life was taken. Since then, the Langley family has been in mourning. However, for me, it was the beginning of a much more painful hell.I, Evangeline Rutherford, was the wife of Roderick Langley. T

I stared in disbelief at the three pieces of paper Maximilian Von Ziegler thrust in front of me. Ever since I first set foot in this magnificent building-which is far more futuristic and iconic-I had no idea that my arrival would end like this. My heart was beating wildly, getting more and more uncontrollable as my eyes couldn't take my eyes off the numbers.“This... is impossible.” I finally managed to make a sound, though it sounded so weak and shaky. “You're blackmailing me?” I stared angrily at the man in front of me. “There's no way the repairs are this expensive.”Maximilian just chuckled softly, as if enjoying my surprise. “You forget, Miss, my car is the latest Lamborghini. Limited edition. You can check it on the luxury car market and try to calculate the price yourself. The damage you caused may seem trivial, but that pole damaged my car's engine and dashboard quite badly.”I gaped wide.“Should I hold that power pole over there accountable?” He leaned back comfortably in hi

POV RITAMaria sighed. My eyes fell on the tray of lunch that she had painstakingly made. I knew that Maria never complained about her job. It's just that food is a supply of energy for the body, isn't it? If it is ignored, how can the body carry out its usual activities?“How?” asked Susi, one of the maids on the second floor. She was only in charge of serving the room with the large, elegantly carved door—my room. Everyone knows I don't want to be disturbed.“She doesn't want to be touched at all. The mistress chose to sleep and I think she is already asleep in her dreams.”Susi groaned in frustration. “Mrs. Rita could get even sicker, Maria. You know that, right?”Maria nodded listlessly. ”Even to simply enjoy the fruit I have served, she doesn't want to. I don't know how to persuade Mrs. Rita anymore. I can't fool her for too long.”Susi squeezed her hands. Her eyes stared at Maria with tears in them. “Mrs. Rita must feel very lost.”Of course. Loss is so painful. Not only them, b

These eyes stared at the beautiful angelic girls sitting in front of me one by one. They looked so calm, with eyes that scrutinized my every move as if I were an interesting subject worth observing. I swallowed, an uncomfortable feeling running through my chest. Maximilian's request sounded completely ridiculous to me.“Look at the three of them. Imagine they are wearing the dresses that are now attached to your body. And give your assessment from my point of view, which I think is quite observant in judging color,” Maximilian said without hesitation, as if his request was so reasonable.I could only stare at him in disbelief. Since when did I become a fashion expert? I am not someone who has ever been involved in a world full of admiration and the demands of a busy schedule. Oh my God! If only I could refuse! But, unfortunately, the opportunity never came. I was even pushed out of the car that stopped in front of this luxury apartment.A girl immediately picked me up, claiming that s