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Nicholas’s Uneasy Silence
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Good-For-Nothing Husband Nicholas’s Uneasy Silence
Chapter Seven – Nicholas’s Uneasy Silence (Nicholas POV) I stood frozen near the boutique, holding Isabella’s hand, but my mind wasn’t on her. Every sound, every movement around me seemed distant. All I could think about was Celeste. Why… why would Isabella suddenly have her arrested? Even though I knew I shouldn’t interfere — even though deep down I had promised myself to support Isabella for the next year — a part of me ached. A part of me wanted to run to Celeste, to stop this madness. I hated that I couldn’t. My pride, my plan, the promise to Isabella — all of it stopped me. But my stomach tightened with every second that went by. Something inside me screamed that this wasn’t right. I watched the officers lead her away, her calm face unreadable. She didn’t panic. She didn’t cry. Not even a flicker of fear. That calm… it was unnerving. Then I heard murmurs in the crowd. Flashing cameras. Whispers spreading faster than wildfire. And then… I saw them. Isabella’s parents. The
Good-For-Nothing Husband Collision at the Mall
Chapter Six – Collision at the Mall (Celeste POV) The mall was bustling, full of weekend shoppers, the smell of fresh coffee and luxury perfume mixing in the air. I walked through the main corridor with Bean by my side, calm and collected. My heels clicked on the marble floor as I glanced at the high-end stores, casually pretending to browse. But then… I saw him. Nicholas. And not just Nicholas — Nicholas with Isabella, holding her hand, laughing softly, looking completely at ease. My stomach twisted. For a moment, I thought about turning around and leaving, slipping quietly back into the shadows. But it was too late. He had already seen me. His eyes widened, and that familiar, complicated look — the one that used to haunt my dreams — flickered across his face. He started walking toward me, his expression a mixture of surprise, confusion, and something darker I couldn’t name. “You…” he said, stopping just a few steps away. “It’s just a few days after our divorce… and you’re alr
Good-For-Nothing Husband Nicholas’s Conflicted Heart
Chapter Five – Nicholas’s Conflicted Heart (Nicholas’s POV) The marriage certificate felt heavy in my hands, heavier than I had expected. I sat at the small desk in Isabella’s hospital room, staring at the crisp paper. This was it. Proof that I had done what I needed to do. That I was finally fulfilling Isabella’s last wish. And yet… my mind kept wandering. Celeste. Even after all this — after the divorce, after she had calmly signed the papers without a single tear, without a single word of begging — I couldn’t stop thinking about her. That calmness, that control… it haunted me. I could still see her face in my mind, the way she had handed me the papers, eyes steady, almost defiant. Why did she not fight? I wondered. Or was this her way of fighting? I exhaled slowly and reached for my phone. I had to know where she was, what she was doing. Maybe just to hear her voice would calm this restless tension gnawing at me. I dialed her number quickly, hoping for a simple answer. But no
Good-For-Nothing Husband Celeste’s Arrival
Chapter Four – Celeste’s Arrival Celeste’s POV The car slowed to a halt in front of the mansion, and I stepped out, letting the cool night air brush against my face. For a moment, I just stood there, taking in the place I hadn’t set foot in for years. It was magnificent, sprawling, and everything I had imagined in my quietest dreams. But it was more than that, it was mine now. Every corner, every stone, every detail was a part of the life I had been preparing to reclaim, far from the shadows of Nicholas and his betrayals. As I walked up the grand marble stairs, the staff began to notice me. The moment I entered, the maids, guards, and assistants all stopped their tasks. Their eyes widened briefly, then fell into perfect composure. “Good evening, Miss Celeste,” the head maid said with a respectful bow. “Welcome back.” “Thank you,” I replied softly, nodding once, a small smile touching my lips. I could feel the shift in energy, the atmosphere acknowledged my presence, my return. Th
Good-For-Nothing Husband Nicholas’s Shock
Chapter Three – Nicholas’s Shock (Nicholas’s POV) I had expected drama. Tears, pleading, maybe even anger. Anything but calm. But when Celeste signed the papers without a single word, I froze. My mind couldn’t process it. She didn’t yell, didn’t cry, didn’t try to fight me. She just… signed it. Smoothly, carefully, almost… deliberately. I rubbed my face, trying to calm the shock. My pride stung. I had imagined her falling apart, begging me to stay, proving to me how much she loved me. But she hadn’t. Nothing. Just a quiet submission that didn’t feel like submission at all. “Isn’t that what I wanted?” I muttered to myself, trying to rationalize it. “Fine. Let me grant Isabella her last wish. Then I can come back to her. After she’s gone, everything will be perfect again.” That thought calmed me slightly. If I married Isabella, I could do right by her and, in return, become the son-in-law of the wealthiest CEO in the country. Everything I had been planning… it was still possible.
Good-For-Nothing Husband The Night I Finally Broke
Chapter Two – The Night I Finally Broke (Celeste’s POV) The papers shook in my hand, but I didn’t let them fall. For a long time, I just stood there, staring at the words printed in black. Divorce Agreement. I wanted to cry. I knows I did. But the tears refused to come. My chest felt tight, my throat dry. It was as if my body had forgotten how to feel. I slowly raised my head and looked at Nicholas. He stood there like a stranger — expressionless, detached, as if he’d just handed me a delivery, not the end of our marriage. “Celeste,” he said quietly, “don’t make this harder than it already is.” I almost laughed. Harder? What could possibly be harder than being replaced by a ghost of his past? I swallowed the bitterness burning my throat. “Do you have a pen?” He frowned. “What?” “I said, do you have a pen?” He hesitated for a moment, then reached into his pocket and handed one to me. His hand brushed mine briefly — that familiar warmth that used to mean somet
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