Novels by Esther

His smile immediately faded as Mr Hale said those words and he retracted his hand from mine.His expression was rather confusing. Was he angry? Did he not have a good relationship with his grandmother?"Grandmother?" He repeated flatly, stepping forward and completely blocking view.Before Mr Hale could affirm it, the door flew open and the quiet office was thrown into immediate chaos."Aleksander!" Her cheery voice blew through the entire office space.Wait a minute… that voice!I stepped away from Mr Aleksander's back, hoping to catch a glimpse of her to confirm my thoughts but my view was blocked by a six foot bodyguard that entered with her, along with a nurse."You were supposed to be resting," he said coldly, walking toward her.I was about to get a better view when a hand tapped me."This way, Ms Kingston," Mr Hale said, directing me to the door. "Be here tomorrow by 8am."Right. My business here was done."No need to fuss over me," I heard her say as I headed towards the door.

“Mrs Claire Kingston, this way please,” the tall suited man called for me. I sucked in a deep breath, murmuring a quick prayer before walking in. After crying myself to sleep yesterday, Elise had offered to help me retrieve my important documents from my cloud. I don't know how she did it but this morning, I received a printed copy of all my certifications. I almost kissed her in gratitude. It made job hunting even easier for me now. I thought I was going to rot away as a bartender or dishwasher somewhere. I stopped by the hospital to check on the old woman and bring her some of the chicken soup I made this morning. It was my routine for the last three days. Bringing a portion of every meal I made for her and talking about literally everything. I didn't tell her about her grandson’s decision to divorce me though. The text was still sitting in my phone waiting for a response. I wasn't lucky enough to run into him at the hospital either but I didn't push it. If he didn't take the

“So how did it go? Did you meet your new bride? Do you like her?” My grandmother’s eager eyes made my shoulders stiff. I moved to her bed and sat down with a small sigh. “How are you feeling today, Granny? Does your chest still hurt?” I asked her. Her eyes narrowed briefly at me. “I am fine, Lex. But you haven't answered my question,” she pushed. Seeing her bright eyes made my chest hurt a little. I didn't want to break her heart. Not when she looked this fragile. I flew in hours ago from Moscow after my pilot delayed me for hours. I hadn't heard from my grandmother in several hours due to the unending meetings. When I finally got a hold of her, she was chattering nonstop about a wonderful woman who she just met and wanted me to marry her immediately. The idea was ridiculous to me but grandmother insisted that there was no time, that I would regret it if I let her go. I never had much interest in women because of my work so anytime she brought up marriage, I told her to pick whom

“Let's get divorced.”The grocery bag dropped from my hand as my entire body froze. Oranges rolled across the apartment hallway while a carton of eggs burst open beside my feet, but I could only stare at the text glowing on my screen.My husband wanted a divorce.My husband.The man I had legally married less than twenty-four hours ago.The same man who didn't even have the basic decency to show up at the registrar's office. I had never even seen his face. A short laugh of disbelief escaped my lips. Was this some kind of joke?My grip tightened around my phone as heat crawled up my neck.His grandmother had practically sworn on her life that her grandson was kind. Respectful. Gentle. That he would save me from my turmoil. “You’ll like him once you give him a chance,” she had promised me on the freaking hospital bed. Chance?The man hadn't even given me a proper introduction before asking for a divorce.And then, as if the universe wanted to mock me further, loud moaning echoed fro