LOGINElle's toxic first love had only one birthday wish: for us to get a divorce. The first time I refused, she aborted our three-month-old baby. The second time I wouldn't budge, she pressed a box cutter to her wrist and asked me to choose: divorce, or widowhood. And today was the third time. Even the clerk at the courthouse knew me by now. When she handed over the divorce certificate, she teased me with a smile, "Remarrying again in a month, same as always?" Elle expected me to fall apart the way I always did, to beg her to stay. She'd already started frowning, bracing herself to explain. I just took the divorce certificate from her hand and said, calmly, "We're not remarrying." Elle froze where she stood, staring at me without moving.
View MoreI hadn't expected Elle to show up at my wedding. She wasn't on the guest list, and no one had invited her. I hadn't seen her in months, and she'd lost a noticeable amount of weight, standing there out of place among the tables. I looked away and focused on sliding the ring onto my wife's finger.Elle pushed through the crowd and marched straight up to the stage. Gryphen City's celebrated businesswoman now stood there like any common shrew off the street, eyes rimmed red, demanding an answer. "Max, what is this supposed to mean? Did you already decide to leave me from the start? Do you have any idea how long I've been looking for you?"She pointed at Lacey Matthews standing beside me. "How could you marry someone else? How could you sell our house?"I pulled my hand free of Elle's grip, feeling, for the first time, genuinely fed up with her. My tone came out distant. "I'm sorry, but today is my wedding day. Please don't disrupt it."I thought I'd made myself clear enough. But
Forty-eight hours passed, and Elle still had no word of Max. She went to the police. "My ex-husband is missing, and I can't reach him by phone. Please, you have to help me find him."She'd never begged anyone like that before in her life. Wound up so tight, Elle finally fainted. By the time she was rushed to the hospital, the doctor's examination turned up something else: she was pregnant."That's impossible! You must have made a mistake. There's no way I'm pregnant." She and Rob had been together plenty of times, but they'd always been careful about protection. There was no way she could be pregnant. Elle refused to believe it, but the results on the pregnancy test made it plain: she was.Something seemed to click for her, and ignoring the doctor's objections, she went straight to find Rob. What she found instead was the sound of his friends laughing. "I can't believe you actually poked a hole in the condom. If Elle gets pregnant, there's no way she and Max can get back tog
Elle found herself thrown out. She stood outside the door, a sharp pain stabbing through her chest. Max had actually sold the house, and she hadn't heard a word of it. If he'd sold the house, where had he gone?Elle fumbled her phone out of her bag and dialed Max's number. No one picked up. When she tried again, all she got was the same cold automated message.Elle had never felt this panicked before. In all their years together, no matter how busy Max was, he'd always answered when she called. Lately, though, she'd noticed his phone going unanswered, sometimes taking several tries before he picked up, and she'd assumed it was just more of the same. But now she'd been standing under a streetlight for what felt like forever, dialing nearly a hundred times, and still nothing.She kept dialing mechanically, not snapping out of it until her phone warned her the battery was almost dead. She had no idea what to do next. Max's sudden disappearance had left her mind blank, without even
A faint sound of footsteps outside snapped Elle back to her senses. She pushed Rob away, an uneasy feeling rising in her chest, growing sharper by the second. "There are only three days left before I remarry Max. Let's not contact each other again after this."Rob's brow furrowed at that, a flash of displeasure crossing his eyes. He wrapped his arms around Elle from behind. "We've been doing this for years. Max's used to it by now. Next year, on my birthday, just find another excuse to divorce him again. Look at this time. He didn't even put up a fight. Isn't that convenient for you?"Every word out of Rob's mouth dripped with contempt for Max. In the past, Elle never bothered to argue when he talked like that. This time, though, it left her genuinely irritated. Maybe it was Rob's own words that had finally woken her up.These past few days, she'd gone to find Max again and again, only to be turned away every time, always the same excuse: he was too busy with work. Even her text












Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.