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Chapter 59: Déjà vu
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Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 60: Ex-boyfriend
Summer's Point of View We were speeding in his Mercedes Benz, travelling in the fast lane. Since he hadn’t brought his driver along, he ended up driving and I sat in the passenger seat. He had his nose to the grindstone on the road while I had my eyes glued to his face. The crackling radio emitted nostalgic tunes, filling the thick silence as the nightfall draped us in its pitch-black cloak. He had caught on to my long-term gawking and gave me a piece of his mind. “Speak your mind instead of giving someone a cold. I’m not a mind reader or have a crystal ball to magically know what’s going on inside your head.”I shook my head and refocused my gaze on the road ahead. I didn’t want to stare at him like some obsessed wife, but the information he was revealing was more confusing than helpful in my attempt to regain my memories. Earlier, when I asked him to clarify his words, he deftly avoided the topic, leaving me with a lingering doubt that had been weighing on my mind ever since.After
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 61: Steven's Revenge
Summer’s Point of ViewMrs. Turner placed the bottle of vino on the polished marble bar counter with a thud. The small sound echoed in the dimly lit room. She poured a generous amount of the ruby-red liquid into her glass, and the sweet aroma of grapes and oak filled the air. She stirred the wine with her index finger while her movements were slow, lost in thought. Suddenly, she lifted the glass to her lips and downed it in a single gulp, her throat contracting as the liquid slid down. She locked eyes with me, but the emotions she had displayed earlier had disappeared, leaving a blank expression on her face.“You know, Summer,” she started, her voice raspy and laced with emotion. “I still remember how I felt years ago when I first met you. I was thrilled at the prospect of your parents agreeing to set you up with my son. But you were as stubborn as a mule - headstrong and fiercely independent. We talked about your future, but you were determined to make your own decisions and forge yo
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 62: Missing Necklace
Summer’s Point of View Stepping out the door, I felt like a lost ship adrift in a vast ocean, unsure of where my port of call should be. As I processed the information, my mind felt like a tornado of thoughts, whirling around and around. It was as if a spotlight was shining down on me, exposing twenty percent of my life to the world. What should be my first thought? What emotions should I ultimately feel? These questions swirled around in my mind, leaving me feeling lost and confused.Despite my marriage to Steven, Senior Carter didn’t harbor any animosity towards me. In fact, his dislike was not directed towards me personally, but rather towards the hate that had taken root in his heart. I realized that my presence served as a painful reminder of a past that they were unable to forget. It hurt them to see me walking around, seemingly oblivious to their pain.Although the truth was out, Steven's animosity towards me remained unchanged. Perhaps he was asking for a divorce because, fi
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 63: Checking the purse
Summer's Point of View“Well, what's new? Remember when she stole that rare jewelry when her family business was going downhill?”“Yeah, I remember it well. She lost everything and was unable to keep up with her expenses like she used to. It was even worse when she started lying, thinking that someone would believe her.”The cacophony of voices around me was overwhelming as people whispered and gossiped, not bothering to conceal their disdain towards me. Their eyes darted towards me with a mixture of contempt and ridicule, making me feel like a spectacle on display. The surrounding was suffocating atmosphere as I tried to find the courage to defend myself. However, my tongue felt tied, and I was left feeling helpless in the face of their harsh words. To make matters worse, I had no allies to lean on and support me.“I didn’t steal it, I swear….” I poured all my effort into those words, but they still came out sounding feeble. The girl folded her arms and gave a stink eye before raisi
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 64: Apologize
Summer’s Point of View As opposed to dwelling on the current predicament, my thoughts were instantly consumed by her words. With a look of disbelief, I gazed up at her. Could it be true that she was Mateo’s sister? It’s no surprise that she was angry with me and set me up… My mind snapped back to reality when Steven directed his calm gaze at me and motioned for me to hand over my bag. I nervously bit my lower lip and reluctantly surrendered it to him. But before he could even open it, his eyes turned cold as he turned to face Megan. Speaking with a deep and intimidating voice, he demanded, “Maxine, if I don’t find it here, what will you offer in compensation for the humiliation my wife has endured?” Maxine looked bewildered as Steven grabbed my wrist and pulled me beside him. “Compensation? I’m sure she has it—” “I’m sorry, Miss Maxine,” I interrupted, quickly taking three steps towards her and removing Steven’s hand from my arm. “My husband isn’t questioning whether or not I to
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 65: Cold Treatment
Summer’s Point of View Maxine’s countenance was overwhelmed with surprise, causing her to decline walking ahead of me. The two other young ladies had already expressed remorse and hung their heads in shame, yet Maxine’s demeanor persisted unaltered. A few of the other pointed fingers at her, asking why they also need to apologize to me and even ridiculing her. However, I chose to disregard their words and patiently waited for their apologies, which eventually came forth because Steven was standing beside me. After everyone in the area had apologized, my gaze landed on Maxine. With a cold tone, I asked her, “What now? You started this whole mess. I’m innocent, and you should be held responsible for spreading false information. You should’ve searched for your necklace on the third floor.” Although Maxine had not yet moved into her own place, she was now glaring at me. It was only when Steven spoke I understood why. “Megan,” he said, “I was considerate of you, given what your brother d
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 66: Cooking for him
Summer’s Point of ViewAfter sensing his grip loosen, I pulled my hand away and strode into the house. He didn’t try to follow and, to be honest, it felt like a weight had been lifted from my heart. By simply expressing those few words, I was able to articulate the thing that had been weighing me down.After entering our bedroom, I scanned both sides of the room, wondering where exactly in this vast space I had experienced excruciating pain and cried myself to sleep in the past. Who had been there for me when the world unleashed its wrath upon me? I couldn’t fathom the agony of my former self, who had lost her parents, everything she held dear, and had been coerced into marrying a man who viewed her as a mere tool for his vengeance. Nevertheless, I couldn’t shake off the thought that after three years of being married to me, didn’t he begin to love me, even just a little bit? As soon as the thought crossed my mind, I pictured Amby playing the piano. But let’s be honest, he was real
Divorcing My Ruthless Husband Chapter 67: Your smile
Summer’s Point of ViewHe came to a halt while sampling his meal. Gradually, he glanced up at me, seemingly seeking an explanation for my sudden proposal. On the other hand, I refrained from eating until he responded to me. Luckily, he spoke up just in time to prevent the food from getting cold. “Don't you think it would be too much trouble for you?”He got back from scooping up a spoonful of the food, brought it to his lips, and savored the taste before placing it back on the plate. His eyes then turned to me, and I couldn’t help but notice how regal he appeared, even while engaging in conversation with me. He fixed his attention forward, and I felt a sense of anticipation rise within me.I waved my head in return to his question. “I will not kick the bucket if I get moving, Steven,” I said, chuckling. “Though I may appear fragile, I’m capable of doing plenty. Cooking and delivering your meals wouldn’t be too much of a hassle, as what use am I to you if I can’t handle these small task
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