LOGINANGEL
When I opened my eyes, a plain white ceiling was the first thing that greeted me. The familiar sterile scent lingered in the air, accompanied by the faint hum of machines nearby.My brows slowly knitted together as I stared blankly overhead, still trying to piece my thoughts together. Then, all at once, realization hit me.I was in a hospital.My eyes widened in terror. I immediately tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my body, forcing a pANGEL “So… what’s your plan now?” my uncle asked. He was shocked by the news that he called me as soon as he heard about it. Even now, he still could not believe Gideon and I were getting divorced. Then again, he knew better than anyone how hopelessly in love I’d been with him. That even after my parents passed away, my uncle had begged me to stay in America—to heal and help manage the company—but I refused. I insisted on staying here… with Gideon… my soon-to-be ex-husband. It’s been a week since I left the mansion. He probably thinks I’m doing just fine, but the truth couldn’t be more different. Every single day has been a struggle. He has no idea that I’ve come so close to wanting to tie myself to the bed just to stop myself from running back to him. From begging him to take me back. I still haven’t told his parents about the divorce because I honestly don’t know how to break the news to them. Especially h
GIDEON Her words caught me off guard. I stared at the envelope on my desk, wondering if what was inside really was a set of divorce papers. Was she actually letting me go this time? Why all of a sudden? It almost felt too good to be true. Or maybe this was just another test. Knowing her, she would never let go of our marriage after everything she had endured because of me. Once we were no longer husband and wife, she wouldn’t have anything left to hold on to. So, what was this really? Wanting to know the truth, I reached for the envelope and pulled out the documents. Sure enough, they were divorce papers, and she had already signed them. The documents were authentic, yet I still couldn’t bring myself to believe it. This had to be another one of her tactics. Did she honestly think I wouldn’t agree? Well, I would prove her wrong. I stood to grab a pen before settling back into my seat. Pretending to read through the papers, I quietly waited for her to take back everything she ha
GIDEON I guess I was wrong this time. Days passed, then turned into weeks, I kept waiting for her to come to me again like a smitten wife, but she never did. “Karen,” I called when one of the maids happened to pass by. “Yes, sir?” “Knock on Angel’s room and tell her to go to my office.” Her brows drew together in confusion. “Sir… didn’t you know?” My eyes narrowed. “Know what?” “Your wife hasn’t been home for two weeks now. I thought you already knew about it.” She wasn’t home? Was that why I hadn’t seen her all this time? I had assumed she was simply avoiding me. “Never mind. You may go.” I dismissed her with a slight wave of my hand. “Just let me know when she comes back.” Without another word, I turned and headed back to my room. Was she really that mad that she left the mansion just to avoid me? Or maybe she’d kept her end of our deal, even though I didn’t show up that day? Now I couldn’t help but feel really terrible. I forced myself to brush it aside, telling mys
GIDEONI rubbed my eyes as I slowly woke up. My brows furrowed when I realized I was in Amanda’s room. The sunlight filtering through the curtains made me squint as I sat up on the bed and tried to recall what happened last night.My memories were a complete mess. I must have blacked out.I let out a sigh and ran a hand through my hair. Amanda and I drank quite a lot last night. I knew I was drunk, but I didn’t think I had gotten drunk enough to completely lose memory of what happened afterward.Pushing the thoughts aside, I got out of bed and picked up my shirt from the floor. I always slept shirtless, and judging from where it landed, I probably threw it somewhere before passing out.I headed straight to the bathroom. After taking a shower and brushing my teeth, I finally stepped out of the room feeling a little more human.I immediately spotted Amanda sitting on the couch. A smile automatically spread across my lips.
ANGELWhen I opened my eyes, a plain white ceiling was the first thing that greeted me. The familiar sterile scent lingered in the air, accompanied by the faint hum of machines nearby. My brows slowly knitted together as I stared blankly overhead, still trying to piece my thoughts together. Then, all at once, realization hit me.I was in a hospital.My eyes widened in terror. I immediately tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my body, forcing a pained whimper from me. Everything hurt. My head felt heavy, my muscles ached, and even the slightest movement made me uncomfortable.What happened? Why does my whole body ache?The door suddenly opened, and a nurse walked inside. She looked surprised to see me awake. Before she could say anything, fragments of memories suddenly flashed through my mind. My breathing immediately became uneven.“No…”I shook my head repeatedly as more memories came flooding back.
ANGELI barely processed anything, yet somehow, I still found myself driving to the location he had sent.It was pathetic, really. Last night, I spent hours telling myself it was time to move on from him. Yet all it took was one message, and suddenly I was clinging to hope all over again.I knew I should be more guarded after what happened. I knew I should stop expecting things from him. But no matter what I did, I always found myself crawling back to him.I kept biting my nails nervously while the elevator ascended. My heart pounded harder with every passing second, although it wasn’t the kind of nervousness I wanted to feel. It wasn’t excitement. If anything, it felt more like anxiety. A strange feeling sat heavily in my chest, making it difficult to breathe properly.My palms were already damp with sweat by the time I reached the door. I wiped them against my clothes before reaching for the doorknob.I slowly pushed the door o
ANGEL I sat on a sun lounger by the poolside, letting the warmth sink into my skin. Zenaida was not around today, which meant I was free to do whatever I wanted. I closed my eyes and breathed in slowly, enjoying the moment. For once, my mind was calm. Then I heard footsteps drawing closer. I di
ANGEL “Hah!” I jolted awake, my body snapping upright as the nightmare tore me out of sleep. My chest heaved while I dragged in shaky breaths, my hand instinctively wiping the cold sweat from my forehead. Two years ago, our car was ambushed. Everything was still so vivid in my memory, as if it ha
ANGEL It was only six in the morning, and I was already awake to start the chores. The bathroom floor was cold against my knees as I scrubbed the tiles with a brush. My hands burned, red and rough from soap and water, but I kept going. The strong scent of bleach stung my nose, and my eyes watered
ANGEL “Sign it,” my husband, Gideon, pressed, sliding the paper toward me. My gaze fell to the document, and the familiar ache settled deep in my chest the moment I saw what it was. Divorce agreement. I had seen those many times already. Throughout our marriage, it had become a routine. And, as







