บททั้งหมดของ Divorcing My Ruthless Husband : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Summer’s Point of ViewThe rain was coming down heavily, and I was relieved that Steven had picked up Stefani before the downpour. However, it was already midnight, and he still hadn’t returned. Stefani and I were in the kitchen, and I was making her a snack since she mentioned being hungry. I decided to prepare a sandwich and juice for her.“Mommy, why is Mister coming home late? Can’t we have dinner together?” asked Stefani, seated on a chair in front of the table.“I told you to stop bothering Steven because he’s busy.”She rested her chin on the table and gazed at the door, remarking, “Mister seems really down.”I halted my hand as it was about to apply the spread to my sandwich. I gazed at it with a dumbfounded expression and asked in a subdued tone. “Why?”“Although he is working hard, his wife left him. Don’t you also feel sad when dad left us?”I was about to explain something to her, but I abruptly stopped when we heard the sound of the door opening. Stefani quickly interrupte

Summer’s Point of ViewAfter I expressed my feelings, he simply left without a word. I tried to remain composed and pinched my fingers once again. As I gazed upward, I bit my lower lip to hold back the tears that were on the brink of falling.After I had calmed down, I turned around and was surprised to see Senior Carter going towards me. I stayed where I was and waited for him to reach me. He was alone, without his nurse. When he stopped in front of me, he greeted me with a smile.“Summer,” he called out, “I heard from Steven that you want to rebuild your shop after it was burned down in Sweden.”“Yes, Senior. With that option, I will be able to save for both Stefani and myself.”“Why? You can ask money to Steven—”“Steven and I are no longer with relationship,” I said and smiled. “You know that we’re only legally married, and if he ever proposed a divorce, I’d be willing to oblige.”“But what about Stefani?” he asked, glancing back at where Steven and Stefani were running. “You can’

Steven’s Point of ViewI couldn't believe I didn’t notice the striking resemblance between Stefani and me. I couldn’t possibly have been oblivious to it. Despite my intense scrutiny, Summer remained silent. I expected her to deny it, but she didn’t meet my eyes. I didn’t want to confront her about it because I knew it would only lead to an argument and possibly bring up unpleasant memories. Also, I couldn’t shake off the nagging feeling that the doctor had lied to me about my baby’s death since she didn’t provide any proof.Back then, I was incredibly hurt and gullible. I believed any word that was said to me was always true and real. While examining Stefani’s arm, I noticed a birthmark that looked similar to mine. Although I had a birthmark too, it was always covered up by my office clothes, so no one was aware of its existence.My heart began to race and my fingertips trembled, as if my mind had shut down. After contemplating for a while, I eventually picked up my phone and dialed B

Summer’s Point of ViewI realized it was impossible for me to make him choose. His mind and heart belonged to him alone, and I had no right to demand anything from him. As Summer Ramey Carter, without him, I held no significance in society. These thoughts alone were enough to make me want to give up.As I looked down at the peaceful sleeping girl in the bed, my heart was filled with a sharp pang of emotion. I longed to discover the path that would enable me to control my feelings. It was difficult to accept that my behavior towards Stefani was unjust. However, I was uncertain about what I could do. Years of being with Steven taught me to guard my emotions and protect this girl who was unaware of how harsh the world could be.Slowly, she opened her eyes, sat up, and surveyed her surroundings. “Where are we?” she inquired.“In Steven’s room.”Her eyes grew wider, as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. She stood up in bed and scanned the room once more. “It’s really huge, just l

Summer’s Point of ViewI found myself rooted to the spot when she posed the question. Attempting to maintain my composure, I parted my lips to respond, but instead, they involuntarily closed. Her eyes met mine, filled with curiosity as she awaited my answer. Feeling the sweat accumulate in my palm and on my forehead, I tightened my grip, preparing to at least present her with the idea of my past, since I couldn’t bury it any longer.“Uhm... Stefani—”*ting*“Mister!”My heart leaped when the elevator opened, and Steven was standing in front of it. I was unsure if it was a positive thing that he rescued me from the dire circumstance of Stefani discovering the truth or if I should feel guilty for not being able to tell her the truth myself. As I glanced at Steven, I noticed his expression of shock as Stefani embraced his legs. If Brandon hadn’t been standing behind him, I would have let them enjoy their moment. Brandon cleared his throat and greeted me with a polite, “Good afternoon,