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Divorce My “Dual Personality” Billionaire Husband Chapter 10
The day the mandatory waiting period ended, the weather was unusually beautiful.Early spring sunlight poured down, bright and warm, chasing away the gloom that had hung over everything for days.Ethan arrived right on time.Throughout the entire process, we didn't exchange a single word.Even the clerk sensed the strange silence between us and moved a little faster.Two slim folders — the finalized divorce papers — were pushed across the counter toward us, one each.I didn't linger. I stood and walked toward the exit."Serena."His voice reached me just as I was about to step through the doors and onto the front steps.I stopped and turned around.He stood a few steps below me, looking up.We held each other's gaze across those few stairs for several seconds."I --" He swallowed hard."I've really lost you, haven't I?"It was a foolish question.The divorce papers were still clutched in his hand.But I answered anyway."Yes," I said. "You lost me a long time ago."After a pause, I add
Divorce My “Dual Personality” Billionaire Husband Chapter 9
Inside the County Courthouse mediation room.Daniel and I sat on one side of the long table. Across from us were Ethan, flanked by two people he'd brought along — Marcus, an old friend we used to have dinner with, and Patricia, a distant cousin of his.The judge went through the standard procedure, asking both parties for their positions.Ethan spoke first. He stood, not looking at me, and faced the judge instead. His voice carried a deliberate, barely restrained emotion — thick with grief."Your Honor, I admit that I made mistakes in this marriage. That I hurt Serena.""But I — I suffer from a serious mental illness. Dissociative identity disorder.""This is something my wife — Serena — has always known about.""For these five years, she sacrificed so much for me. Not a day has gone by that I haven't felt grateful — and guilty."He paused, sniffling, his eyes going red right on cue."The alter — Axel — he's violent, extreme, completely out of my control.""Everything he did, everythin
Divorce My “Dual Personality” Billionaire Husband Chapter 8
The next two days were quiet.No sign of Ethan. No new letters or gifts.I thought he'd finally given up.Then, with just two days left in the mandatory waiting period, it happened.I was at work when my phone started buzzing nonstop.The voice on the other end was panicked — Marcus Webb, one of Ethan's buddies."Serena! Something's happened! You need to get to St. Mary's — the ER! Ethan, he — something happened to him!"My breath caught. "What happened?""He swallowed a bunch of sleeping pills! And he left a note — addressed to you!""We kept calling and he wouldn't pick up. We had to break down the door. He was already out of it. We rushed him to the hospital! Please, just get here!"Sleeping pills. A suicide note.Was this supposed to be his moral trump card? Guilt me into backing down?"Got it," I said calmly."I'll head over."Marcus rattled off the address. "Hurry! The doctors are pumping his stomach, but Ethan, he —"I hung up before he could finish.I didn't rush to the hospita
Divorce My “Dual Personality” Billionaire Husband Chapter 7
I learned from my lawyer that Ethan's business partners were starting to get cold feet.The words "psychiatric evaluation" had finally cost him something real.But it didn't take long for him to find a different approach.He started showing up every night outside my new apartment building.No headlights on, just sitting in his car, staying until well past midnight.Every time I came home from work, I could feel his eyes on my back.A few times, I lingered in the convenience store downstairs on purpose. When I came out, his car was still there. The window was rolled down, and his eyes were raw -- half anguish, half begging.Expensive flowers and gifts began appearing at the front desk of my office.White tulips — the kind I loved but he'd never once bought me.A niche brand of scented candles I'd been obsessed with back in college.The handwriting on the cards was rushed and messy: Serena, I was wrong. Give me one more chance.Textbook repentance. Every move calculated to perfection.Th
Divorce My “Dual Personality” Billionaire Husband Chapter 6
The interview took place in a private room at a quiet restaurant.James Ward, the reporter, got straight to the point."Ms. Collins, you and Mr. Westbrook were married for seven years.""From what we understand, for the past five years, you believed he suffered from dissociative identity disorder, and you made enormous sacrifices because of it.""What ultimately made you decide to end the marriage?"I sat across from him, facing the camera without a hint of nervousness."I decided to file for divorce because my husband was unfaithful — repeatedly, over a long period of time."I looked directly into the lens, keeping my voice level."That's the fundamental reason."James nodded and continued. "But Mr. Westbrook has conveyed — through various channels, including social media and mutual friends — that his infidelity stemmed from an illness beyond his control.""And to some people, your decision to leave looks like abandoning a sick spouse. How would you respond to that?"I took a slow bre
Divorce My “Dual Personality” Billionaire Husband Chapter 5
The next thirty days, he pursued me relentlessly.It was as if he'd finally found a new stage. The acting chops he'd honed on me over five years were now unleashed on the entire world.It started with social media.Every day or two, a new post would appear on my feed.Nothing as blunt as an accusation. Just cryptic little compositions.Sometimes a photo of a streetlamp outside his window late at night.Caption: "Another sleepless night. Just me and the pain, tossing and turning."Sometimes a blurry silhouette, with: "It's easy to fall in love. It's staying that's hard. Maybe solitude is where I belong."Our mutual friends piled into the comments with sympathy."Hang in there, Ethan.""Stay strong, man. It'll get better."Seemingly neutral, but the sympathy was clearly aimed at Ethan.Then came the workplace.After a project meeting, my supervisor, Ms. Harper, asked me to stay behind."Serena, is everything okay at home? You seem a little off lately."My stomach dropped.She looked up,
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