Divorcing My Ruthless Husband

Summer’s Point of View [One Month Later] “Just don’t push yourself too much. I am confident that you will make a speedy recovery.” I was relieved when the doctor told me the news and I couldn't help but smile, feeling the pain in my head subside. For the initial weeks following my awakening, it felt like my brain was being freshly plucked from my head and the pain was unremitting. The doctor told me that this was one effect of the memory loss I experienced from the trauma of the accident. To tell the truth, I didn't remember the details of how I got into the accident or what caused it. But I saw messages on my phone. “Thank you, Doc,” I replied to the female doctor, then returned her with a small smile. She smiled at me in return and then went on her way. The moment she stepped out of the room, I picked up my damaged phone again and swiped it open, reading the message that still left me baffled and confused. [I’m going home tonight and by the time I get home you should have

Summer’s Point of ViewIn the space of a split second, he released his hold on my waist, pulled my wrist firmly, and shoved me solidly into the bed. Before I had the chance to respond, he swiftly lifted both my arms up above my head and buried his teeth in my shoulder.His movements were so fast that I could not keep up with what was going on. It was like I was soaring through the sky, pursuing something intangible and elusive. And as soon as I comprehended what he had done to me, I rapidly elevated my foot to kick him.“Mr. Carter, what on earth do you think you are doing?” I looked at him in surprise as I tried to kick him, yet he was quicker and locked my legs with his knee, then pushing his other knee in between my thighs, not allowing me to move.“What am I doing, you ask?” he asked, grinning slightly before glancing down at my somewhat exposed breast. “Don’t act virgin. We both are aware of who typically insists on sex and who made the loudest moans on the first night we spent t

I was feeling restless and anxious as we made our way to the hallway that was lined with a red carpet. I wanted to think about when this night was going to be over, but how could I do that when the man's eyes behind me were drilling into my back?I knew I could not put it off any longer, so I paused my steps and bravely looked him in the eyes. Drawing in a deep breath, I said, “I'm not here for your entertainment, Mister Carter, so kindly take your eyes off my back. There is nothing enjoyable here but my bare skin.”"That's what I'm wondering about. You know it's not a good view, so why did you even thought wearing backless," he said and maintained his cold air.Despite the hallway being too dark for the sun to penetrate, his eyes radiated a powerful energy, though they were dark and tranquil.They typical Steven Carter. Elegant and majestic.I was jolted out of my trance when I realized his words. I gritted my teeth because I was so irritated and astounded because he still had time to

Summer’s Point of ViewThe room seemed to shrink around me, and the air was filled with tension, depriving me of breath. The noise was so chaotic, compounded by my anger at Hailey and my pity for Celine. It was because of me she found herself in this situation, and I had no way of giving her any sort of aid.A wave of exhaustion was washing over me, and I felt my eyes beginning to close of their own accord as I estimated that my body would soon collapse. Unexpectedly, Hailey’s face was once again visible in the wave of people.“Her! That woman tried to kill Jay Brown! Perhaps she found out that Jay is from a rich family, so she tried to seduce him and when she failed, she attempted to kill him—”“You liar! You have no evidence that she did that! Celine will never do that!” Desperately trying to catch my breath, I shouted out to Hailey.Even though I was feeling weaker and the darkness in my vision was encroaching, this was not the time to focus on my own needs. Celine was there when n

Summer’s Point of ViewAs we stepped into the Senior’s room, I could sense an unmistakable apprehension in the mood. Earlier when I greeted him, he tried to contain his temper, but now his loathing was evident in me because of the turmoil I created at his birthday celebration. Even though I couldn't stand Steven, I still feel the need to use him as a shield.“Summer Ramey! From then until now, you have been hindering my family from living in peace! Don't you find it exhausting to feel the shame of your past actions, and now bothering about offending one of our business partners?” The loud and distinct voice of the Senior reverberated off the walls of the room.“No, grandpa. That is not—”“What could my family have possibly done to make you act this way?!” He rumbled again. “You—ack… ack... ack!”As the Senior was in the middle of expressing himself, he suddenly touched his chest, and started coughing one after the other, and the intensity of his anger had left him gasping for air and