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Divorcing my billionaire husband, his best friend wants me Chapter 1
JOANNA “I'm sorry, Mrs Clifford. You can't have babies…” The Doctor’s words rang in my ears like a drum,my heart jumping. The air seemed to have been sucked out of her office, leaving me gasping for breath. My eyes welled up with tears as I stared at the doctor, my mind reeling with the weight of her words. "What...what … ?" I stuttered, my voice barely above a whisper. I felt a lump form in my throat as I struggled to comprehend what she had just said. I can't have babies? When that has been my dream all along.. I wanted to have as many babies as I could and give them the love I didn't get to receive from my mother because she died early. The doctor's expression softened, and she leaned forward, her hands clasped together. "Mrs. Clifford, I'm afraid you're experiencing premature menopause. Your hormone levels are...well, they're not what we'd expect for someone of your age." I felt a wave of numbness wash over me. Premature menopause? But I was only 26! How could this be hap
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JOANNA I felt a stinging sensation in my heart. What the heck was Asher doing! Is he being a jerk to this extent? I was still his wife! I couldn't believe my eyes. He was publicly displaying affection with his secret lover. I couldn't help but let out a slow dry laugh, my heart tightening. Asher let go of her and rubbed her hair but then I squinted my eyes, Cassandra?? I bit my lips gently, a wave of relief washing through me. Cassandra was his sister. Why did she come visiting in the night though? I shifted from the window and stood still, waiting for them to step in. The door creaked open and Cassandra jumped in. “Joanna!” She exclaimed, rushing to hug me. We were all best friends when we were little including Asher’s best friend, Luther martins. She giggled, her voice cheerful.. “How have you been?” “Great,” I responded. “You look so breathtaking…” I told her. “Oh don't flatter me…” She shrugged it off and I lifted my gaze to see Asher moving two luggages in. I wr
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JOANNA. After Asher left, Cass went over to the refrigerator, taking some handful of Doritos. She ignored my presence and walked towards the couch, comfortably taking her seat while she turned on the TV. I walked to the kitchen and resumed cleaning. I couldn't believe she wanted to tag along on our anniversary. She even mentioned I was boring and wouldn't be able to keep Asher company. This wasn't funny..I finished up fast and retired upstairs to find a suitable dress for the date. It was still my anniversary with Asher and today was usually the day he pretends as if everything was alright so I wouldn't want to miss out because his sister was coming with us. I ransacked my wardrobe in search of a dress but none seemed like they were okay. I wanted to look perfect, I didn't want to show anyone that our marriage wasn't so great..I laid down on the bed for a minute, staring into nothingness. Time seemed to pass by so quickly with different thoughts overcrowding my mind, I could bar
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JOANNA.words got stuck up in my throat and I stood frozen, my body too numb to move. I desperately wanted to believe I was seeing things. An imagination, illusion, anything to explain the unthinkable scene unfolding before..A slight hiccup crossed my throat as my chest tightened, I felt suffocated like I couldn't breathe. Tears were forming in my eyes as I pinched myself slightly, I still wanted to be in doubt because they were siblings right ? I gave myself a light slap to wake up! It seems my insecurity has gotten the best of me because what the heck was I imagining! That moment Asher gently turned to me, his expression neutral, further confusing me as he stood erect. He quietly stepped away from her like nothing was going on. “Joanna, why are you standing there?” He asked,his voice calm..I swallowed the huge lump down my throat, what the heck was going on? Shouldn't he have some explanations if something went on? I should be asking him what he was doing! Or am I really seeing
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JOANNA. Words got caught up in my throat once Asher made that statement. I felt like I was in a daze, slowly losing my breath. That was one cruel statement..So we are no longer allowed to get intimate because I couldn't conceive? Wow. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes but I tried to hold them. It wasn't like it would change anything. I retreated. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bother you” I whispered, my voice cracky. “Good for you.” He responded in a flat tone and I pursed my lips, turning to the other side of the bed, my heart overwhelmed with sorrow. I had no idea what to say but I didn't want to press the issue and annoy Asher. I kept staring at the wall, slight tears threatening to slip through. Asher's ringtone pierced the air, and he swiftly answered, "Hello, Cassandra?" But before he could even utter another word, Cassandra's ear-piercing scream exploded from the phone, sending chills down my spine. I jolted upright in bed, my heart racing with alarm. What could be wr
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JOANNA. …“"Joanna," Asher's soft voice broke through my slumber, accompanied by a gentle tap on my shoulder. I jolted awake, my phone's blaring ringtone piercing the air. Disoriented, I tilted on the couch, my gaze falling upon Asher's blurry figure holding out my phone. "Joanna, your dad's been calling," he said. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I slowly sat up, the remnants of sleep dissipating with each insistent ring. I took the phone from Asher, "thank you" I murmured as soon he handed it over. Just then, the phone rang again, its shrill tone snapping me fully awake.Asher stood, watching me as I picked up the phone..“Hello Dad? Good morning” “Joanna. I have been calling, you okay??” “Definitely. I was just asleep” I replied, my voice low. “Great. How was your anniversary with Asher yesterday?” He inquired and I unintentionally looked up to Asher who was watching me like a detective. Of course, everyone else thinks we were happy and the last thing Asher wanted to do was
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JOANNA. I stilled for a minute, clutching my hands on my towel. I felt a heavy weight in my chest, unable to explain how I felt at the moment. Asher was serving Cassandra breakfast in bed? Something I would never experience even if I were sick. Asher wouldn't care. I really really wanted to hold back my tears right now. Nothing would make Asher love me, would there? I stood lost for a moment, gazing at them,words just couldn't express how I felt. I felt so terrible and useless. Asher's gaze was on me as he slowly took his hands off Cassandra’s hair. For a moment, I thought I saw a bit of guilt in Asher's eyes.. Guilty? I know I was just being delusional and hopeless. Cassandra cleared her throat to break the awkward silence. “I will start going to the room, Asher.. You have to prepare for work.” Cassandra made attempts to stand up from the bed as Asher helped her, taking the food tray away from her.. Without a word, I walked over to the vanity area to get my skincare ro
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JOANNA. I instantly knew what Gina was talking about because it always happened since I turned 21 years after I started working at Dad's company. “What did he send this time?” I asked her and she passed a small gift package to me. “I'm thinking it's jewellery…” She said and I began unboxing the small nylon bag that it came with. “I wonder who this person is, ma'am..they have been doing this for at least three years I have been working here. Don't they know you are married?” Gina probed and I heaved a deep sigh, taking out the letter that came with it. “Dear Joanna. You are loved, you are valued and you are enough” The letter said and for some reasons, that gave me a slight mood lift. I proceeded to open the jewellery box, it was a necklace. A necklace that had an infinity sign. The necklace was super pretty. I have been pondering on who this person was for the past six years. I have done investigations, research but none led to anything. At first I thought it was a stalker who w
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Divorcing my billionaire husband, his best friend wants me Chapter 73
JOANNA. I watched Luther leave with the woman he came with as my heart stung. I had no idea what to feel at the moment. I left Luther for space to think.. It just felt like nature was messing with my head. Everything was super weird to me and I'm trying to give myself time. But I felt extremely guilty for leaving Luther in that condition after he did everything he did to save me. I felt shitty. At the same time I had no idea what to do. Go home to Luther? I wasn't sure yet.. The confession, everything came as a shock or maybe I'm the one assuring myself that because Luther gave hints countless times, I wasn't just paying attention. I was occupied with the thoughts that I saw him as a brother and friend to the extent that no matter how my heart skipped, I didn't want to give in. I wanted a break from love. It was scary.. I haven't recovered fully from what went on with Asher, the pain of it all still lingered and Luther had been a great friend. Would it be okay letting myself lov
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JOANNA I forced a smile as I sat down across from him, smoothing my skirt over trembling knees.For a moment, Luther just stared at me.Then, with a calmness that didn’t reach his eyes, he said, “Ms. Wright.”Professional. Cold.It stung more than I expected.I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way my chest tightened.“Mr. Martins” I answered, keeping my voice steady, even though my heart was hammering against my ribs.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her — the woman he brought.She leaned forward, smiling sweetly as she poured water into Luther’s glass.Her hand brushed his, careful and tender, as she set the cup down in front of him.I looked away quickly, heat rushing to my face.It shouldn’t have bothered me.It was nothing.It meant nothing.But every small, careful touch felt like a dagger twisting deeper into my gut.Luther shifted in his seat, wincing slightly as he reached for the glass with his bandaged hand.The woman was there instantly, steadying it for him, holding
Divorcing my billionaire husband, his best friend wants me Chapter 71
JOANNA I sat behind my desk, staring blankly at the screen in front of me.Emails. Reports. Meetings.It all blurred together, meaningless noise against the chaos inside my head.I shouldn't have left him like that.I knew it the second I walked out the door.But I needed space. I needed time to breathe, to think. To fight the panic clawing its way up my chest every time I got too close to something real.Something like him.Luther didn’t deserve the silence. Not after everything he had done.He had risked everything to save Rick — to save me.And even now, I could still see the way he looked at me that night. So raw, so unguarded. As if I was something precious. As if I was worth it.My heart twisted painfully.And he was still healing. His hands — I remembered the blood, the bandages. I remembered the way he smiled through the pain, like it didn’t matter as long as I was safe.He needed me.And instead of staying, I ran.I pressed my hand to my chest, trying to steady the ache buil
Divorcing my billionaire husband, his best friend wants me Chapter 70
LUTHER. ---I woke up to an empty bed.For a second, I stayed still, letting the memories of last night settle over me like a second skin. The way the words had slipped out — raw, honest, unplanned."I love you," I had said.I hadn't meant to say it. Hadn't even planned to. But looking at Johanna last night, with that quiet smile and those tired, beautiful eyes, it was like everything I’d been holding back just broke loose.I turned my head, reaching for her without thinking. But the sheets were cold, her side of the bed abandoned. I sat up, my heart already knotting itself into something painful."Jo?" I called out, my voice hoarse. Silence answered back.I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and called her.One ring. Two. Three. Voicemail.I hung up and tried again, but it was the same. No answer.Maybe she was just busy. Maybe she had an early shift. Maybe —I cursed under my breath, pushing a hand through my hair. No. No more maybes.The truth was, after last night, she might not
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Joanna’s POVLuther’s voice was steady, even as something raw trembled beneath it."So, what did I do?" he said quietly. "I stayed close. I helped you when you needed it. I guided you when you felt lost. I protected you — even when you didn’t realize you needed protecting."He stepped closer, the distance between us disappearing until I could feel the heat of his skin against mine."I had to be there for you," he said, softer now. "Every time. Always."I stared up at him, my chest tightening painfully, my heart hammering so loudly I could barely hear anything else."And now you’re here," he whispered. "With me."He gave a small, broken laugh. "I know I’m not even courageous, saying all this now. I should've said it sooner. But I needed you to know. I couldn't hide it forever."His hand brushed lightly against my jaw, a touch so tender it almost undid me."I love you, Johanna," he said, his voice breaking. "I always, always have."The words crashed over me like a tidal wave, leaving me
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Joanna’s POVThe sponge slipped from my fingers and hit the floor with a soft thud. Automatically, I dropped to pick it up, desperate for something anything to do with my hands."What?" I said, my voice embarrassingly small.I gripped the sponge tightly, like it could anchor me somehow, and straightened up to find Luther still watching me — so serious, so steady it made my chest hurt."Yes," he said, simply. Like it was the easiest truth in the world.I blinked at him, completely lost. My mind raced to make sense of his words, but nothing fit. I was the mysterious woman he kept talking about? The one he liked? The one he'd looked for?I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Just air and confusion and a heart that wouldn't stop hammering against my ribs."You don't have to be scared," Luther said quietly, as if reading my mind. His voice was calm, but there was something underneath it — something raw. "I'm going to explain everything."He took a small step closer, careful, almost ca
Divorcing my billionaire husband, his best friend wants me Chapter 67
JOANNA. JOANNA I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Luther struggle with the buttons on his shirt. His right hand was wrapped tightly in a bandage, stiff and helpless against the simplest tasks. He muttered something under his breath, frustration written across his face."Here," I said softly, moving closer. "Let me help."For a moment, he hesitated—I reached for the top button, my fingers brushing lightly against his chest as I worked. The fabric was worn soft with age, and the warmth of his skin bled through the cotton. I tried to focus on the task, on the simple motion of button after button, but it was impossible not to notice how close we were. How still he was beneath my touch."You shouldn't have pushed yourself like that," I said quietly, not looking up.His laugh was a low rumble. "Couldn't just stand there and do nothing."I swallowed, feeling the weight of his words settle somewhere deep inside me. The last button slipped free, and I slid the shirt carefully from his s
Divorcing my billionaire husband, his best friend wants me Chapter 66
LUTHER. I winced as the paramedic wrapped my hand, the sting of the injury a reminder of what could have been a much worse outcome. Joanna's eyes met mine, still wide with fear, but she managed a weak smile. Dickson stood beside her, his expression grim."Dickson, I need you to find out who tampered with Joanna's brakes," I said, my voice low and urgent.Dickson's eyes narrowed. "I'll get right on it, sir."I turned to Joanna, who was still shaken but calming down. "Joanna, did anything happen to your brakes before they malfunctioned?" I asked gently.She shook her head. "No, they just suddenly stopped working." Her voice quivered. Dickson's expression turned thoughtful. "It must have been someone tampering with it, then."I nodded, my mind racing. "Dickson, do everything to find out who did this. I want to know their identity, their motive, everything."Dixon nodded, pulling out his phone. "I will get the team on it right away, sir.After the paramedics finished wrapping my hand, D
Divorcing my billionaire husband, his best friend wants me chapter 65
JOANNA. I looked up from my work as Gina entered my office, a stack of papers in her hands. "Ma'am, here are some new proposals for you to check and review," she said, her voice efficient.I nodded, gesturing to the table. "Okay, just drop them there, please."Gina placed the papers on the table and lingered, catching my attention. "What else?" I asked, meeting her gaze.Gina's expression was hesitant, but she spoke up. "Ma'am, somebody sent you flowers."My curiosity piqued, I set aside my work. "Who sent them?" I asked, my mind racing with possibilities. Could it be the anonymous person that keeps sending me gifts. Gina's smile was subtle. "The person is anonymous. Let me go get the flowers."She left and returned later with a beautiful bouquet, handing it to me. "There's a note with them as well," she said, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.I took the flowers, bringing them to my nose to appreciate their fragrance. The note was tucked among the blooms, and I carefully plucked it
