They say you don’t know the value of a diamond till you lose it. Such was the case for him. Liam brooks was chasing after a stone neglecting the diamond in his castle. After being married to Liam brooks for three years, all Natalie got in return is humiliation from both Liam and his mother. Natalie filed for a divorce when Liam's childhood sweetheart suddenly returned and Liam was more than ready to make her his new wife.
View More“Is this another way of you trying to get my son’s attention?”. Natalie was barely at the second step of the stairs with her suitcase in her hand when she heard Chloe’s voice. Raising her head up to meet her mother-in -law’s gaze, who was sitting comfortably on the couch, she sighed and chose not to respond as she continued dragging her luggage down the stairs.
“If you think Liam is gonna chase after you if you leave this house, you better think again”. Chloe taunted, trying to provoke her even more. Still, she gave no response. Seeing Natalie wasn’t showing any reaction, Chloe angrily stood up from her seat and matched toward her. “Is this how you behave towards your mother in law?”. Natalie frowned, finally stopped as she turned to face Chloe. “Mother in law?”. She repeated. “Am I missing something? The last time I checked, you never accepted me as your daughter in law? So where’s this coming from?”. Chloe stared at her in shock, Natalie had never for once talked back at her, she would have been at her feet by now begging for forgiveness when she did nothing wrong. “Are you being arrogant because Liam has started showing you some affection? All it will take is one phone call and I will have Liam throw you…”. “There’s absolutely no need to stress yourself, Mrs brooks. As you can see I have already packed my suitcase. You’re welcome to ask the maids to check, you know just to be sure I haven't stolen any one of your valuables since I am a poor roadside girl”. Natalie interrupted her, pushing her suitcase forward a bit. She folded her hands against her chest, waiting for Chloe to check. For the last three years Chloe has never missed a chance to ridicule and humiliate Natalie in every possible way, she likes to go as far as accusing her of stealing her makeup skits. And wanting to be the ideal and perfect daughter in law Natalie would accept the blame and even beg for forgiveness. “You’re not checking?”. Natalie asked. Before Chloe could respond, A car honk came from outside the villa. “That’s my ride, don’t worry Mrs Brooks I won’t be coming back here”. Natalie assured her before dragging her suitcase out of the house. As soon as Natalie left, Lily, Liam’s younger sister came out of the kitchen with a fruit in her hand, watching as Natalie dragged her luggage out of the house. “And where is she going?”. She asked, taking a huge bite of the apple. “I don’t care as long as she doesn’t come back”. Chloe said, staring at the car as it drove out of the villa. She couldn’t help but frown, no matter how strong headed Natalie proves to be sometimes at the mention of Liam’s name, she would tremble in fear and do as she was told. But now she mentions his name and she just left? “Let's see how far she goes without our help”. ******************* Natalie flipped through the pages of the divorced agreement in her hand, her heart squeezing in pain. For the past three years, she had done nothing but please Liam wholeheartedly. But still all she got was his coldness. Not only did he not appreciate her efforts but every night he would always bring back a divorce paper. “You sure you wanna do this?”. Maya who was driving asked, turning to face her for a split second before turning her attention on the road. Natalie let out a deep breath, grabbing her pen as she signed her name on the paper. “What’s the use of being married when we live like complete strangers?”. She murmured, staring at her signature on the paper. It’s was funny to her how a piece of paper could decide her relationship. “Hasn't he always been like this? You never complained before so why now?”. Natalie pulled out her phone from her bag, going through it before showing it to Maya. “Oh my”. Maya gasped, staring at the picture of Liam with his childhood sweetheart Charlotte, both lying almost naked on the bed, charlotte was on top, covering most of Liam’s body, the duvet did nothing to hide her naked body. “How dare that scrumbag?”. She gripped her teeth together, his fingers tightened around the steering. “How about I teach him a lesson for you?”. “That’s not needed, Charlotte has been back for a year now, they have been seeing each other. This is not the first time she sent me a picture of them together”. Thinking back to the time when she had saved Liam’s father and asked for Liam’s hand in marriage in return. Natalie felt ashamed, she had no idea he was already in love with someone before they got married. Charlotte had left heart broken and since then Liam had hated Natalie for it. “We are here”. Maya announced, stopping the car in front of Liam’s company. Natalie nodded, taking the divorce paper as she stepped out of the car, walking into the company. “Hello Miss Natalie, do you have an appointment?”. This wasn’t the first time she was here but since Liam never showed her any respect his employee didn’t think much of her either, to everyone she was just his wife on paper and a gold digger that wants to climb the social ladder. “I am here to see Liam”. “Miss Natalie, if you don’t have an appointment. I’m afraid I can’t let you in. Mr Brooks is very busy, if everyone goes to him without any appointments then what’s my job here?”. The receptionist didn’t bother hiding her disdain. Natalie cocked her head to the side and laughed lightly. “I need an appointment to see my husband? You’re tired of working already?”. Without waiting for her response, Natalie walked to the elevator, pressing the button to the top floor. “Hello Miss Natalie, it’s good to see you ma’am”. Mark, Liam’s secretary, bowed in respect. “I’m here to see Liam”. Natalie responded with a smile. “He is currently in a meeting right now but would be done in five minutes, would you like to wait in his office for him?”. He asked, pointing towards the office. “Thank you”. As soon as Natalie walked into his office, Liam came out of the meeting room, exchanged a few words with Mark before making his way back to the office. Before he could say anything to her, Natalie stretched forth the file in her hand. “Hello Mr Brooks, let's get divorced”.Natalie frowned. Normally, Liam would come up with any excuse to avoid taking her to his father’s. Now he was at her doorstep asking her to come along?“Are you sick in the head?” she snapped. “Why don’t you take your mistress instead?”Liam’s expression hardened. “Stop calling Charlotte that.”“Why? That’s what she is.” Natalie folded her arms. “You used to lie to them just to keep me away, claimed I was sick, busy, out of town. Now suddenly they want me back and you come running like a delivery boy? Haven’t you told them we’re divorced?”He looked away for half a second, jaw tight. “My father and grandmother insisted on seeing you. Believe me, I didn’t come here because I wanted to. But maybe you’re too busy entertaining your boy toy to listen.”Her eyes narrowed. “You’ve got a lot of nerve, Liam.”“And you’ve got a lot of audacity to act like the victim. Father and grandmother have always treated you well, now that you have gotten a few new toys to play with. You suddenly forgot ab
“Who called?” Natalie asked, drying her hands on a towel as she stepped into the room. Jason glanced up from the sofa, phone in hand. “Someone named Mark. Said he was calling from Mr. Brooks’ office.” She froze for a moment, her fingers tightening slightly on the towel. “Mark?” she echoed, frowning. “Did Liam tell him to call?” Jason handed her the phone, shrugging. “Didn’t say. Just asked for you.” Natalie sighed as she stared at her phone. Her thumb hovered over the screen, debating whether to call back or ignore it altogether. Jason nudged her with his shoulder. “So… you’re gonna call him back?” “No,” she said, dropping the phone onto the cushion beside her. “If Liam wants to talk, he can grow up and do it himself instead of hiding behind his assistant.” Jason whistled low. “Cold.” “It’s not cold,” she muttered. “It’s boundaries.” He smirked. “Says the woman who cried over him for three months straight.” Natalie gave him a dry look. “Do you want lunch or not?” “Fair enoug
He jogged back downstairs, only to freeze when he saw a pile of packed boxes near the entryway—her things.“What’s all this?” he demanded.His mother glanced up, her arms crossed. “Getting rid of that woman’s belongings. Knowing her, she’ll find any excuse to come back. It’s better to throw them out or burn them than let them stay here.”“Mother,” he said sharply, jaw tight. “There’s no need for this. Have someone take them back to my room.”His mother’s expression darkened. “Why? You’ve already divorced her. What do you need her things for? What do you think Charlotte will say when she sees her fiancé holding onto his ex-wife’s belongings?”Liam’s brows drew together. His voice dropped, cold and clipped. “What are you talking about?”She blinked. “Your marriage to Charlotte, of course—”“Who said anything about marrying Charlotte?”She looked stunned for a moment. “Liam… don’t be ridiculous. You’ve known her since you were children. Her family’s supported ours for years—”“Enough,” L
Liam forced a smile and stood up to greet him. “Since you want it, you can bid for it”. The man smiled and went straight to the empty seat beside Natalie. Natalie bowed her head in guilt. “No further bids,” the auctioneer said finally, clearing his throat. “Going once… going twice… Sold to Mr Jackson Vallister”. “There is no need to lower your eyes, afterall I can’t do anything”. Jackson mocked. “Brother…”. “Don’t brother me”. The auctioneer clapped his hands, signaling the next lot.“Our final item today is a masterpiece from none other than our renowned artist, Noah Sinclair.”“And to sweeten the deal,” the auctioneer continued with a sly smile, “Mr. Sinclair has generously added a little extra: whoever wins this painting will also receive two dates with the artist himself.”The room erupted into cheers and whispers, the energy electric with excitement.Bidding paddles shot up like fireworks the moment the auctioneer opened the floor.“Starting bid: one million,” he announced.
“Your arrogance won’t get you anywhere,” Liam said, the grin gone from his face. “It’s only been a week since our divorce, and from what I see, you’re not exactly thriving.”Natalie turned back, slow and steady, eyes glinting.“Mr. Brooks, am I missing something—” her tone dropped to something cooler, silkier, “or are you suddenly more invested in my personal life than your current relationship?”Charlotte’s brows lifted, clearly caught off guard.Liam’s jaw tightened. “Please, move to the side, you’re blocking the way”. The security guard said. Natalie was about to call Noah again when she heard his voice. “Natalie,” Noah’s voice cut sharply through the air as he strode forward.“Mr. Sinclair.” The security guard straightened instantly, bowing in respect.“Where’s the head of security?” Noah snapped, fury flickering in his eyes.“Sir, I— I’m sorry…”“I asked you a question. Call him. Now.”The guard swallowed hard and scrambled to obey. Within minutes, two more guards appeared, ten
On the day of Noah’s art exhibition, Natalie took her time getting ready. Her makeup was light and natural—just a touch of color on her cheeks and a soft sheen on her lips. She wore her hair in a loose braid over one shoulder, with a few wisps left free to gently frame her face. Her dress was a deep, muted red—simple in design, with short sleeves. She was just about to text Noah that she was ready when his message came through.“Baby, I’m so sorry, but something came up. I won’t be able to pick you up personally. I’ve already sent my driver. Really sorry. Let me know if you still feel like going.”Still feel like going?Of course she did. Why the hell would she spend over two hours doing her hair, makeup, and picking out the perfect dress, only to stay home?“Sure. I’ll go with your driver.”“Thank you. Your brother’s also on his way—you’ll probably arrive together or run into him there. So you won’t be bored till I get there.”“No problem.”A few seconds passed before another messa
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