All Chapters of Mr Darlington Ex Wife : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Amara's POV:"Dad, I don't want to go to the city or marry a city man," I protested, tears gathering in my eyes as I looked at my father.Dad stood up from the blue couch, as he was a tall, dark-skinned man, unlike me and Mom, who were both light-skinned.Dad sighed and said, "Amara, we are not disowning you as our daughter. You will always be our daughter, but you must start your own life and family to give your mother and me grandchildren. We do not want you to leave us, but we cannot trust all these people here to look after you. So, your mother and I decided on this: for you to go to the city, and there, you will be genuinely loved, not by greedy people who may be pretending with you to gain favor from us.""Dad...!" Tears welled up in my eyes and flowed out freely from my eyes like a waterfall.My mother stood up from the blue couch and walked up to meet me, and said, "It's okay.""No, Mom," I refused, but she held me closely to her chest, and my father said, "You don't have to cr

Amara's POV:My mom arrived in my bedroom looking radiant in her white nightdress. She smelled fresh like a rose, and she came into my room with Agnes, who greeted me warmly, "Good morning, Amara. I brought your tea and bread.""Thank you, Agnes," I told Agnes, accepting the teacup from her hand. I walked up to my chair in my room and had a seat, and drank my tea while eating the bread with it.Mom walked to look outside the window, and she walked back to meet me and said, "Hurry up. The driver is already here, and why didn't you make up your face? You know that you'll see your husband in the city, so you should look presentable when you eventually meet with him."I pouted my pink lips as I finished drinking my tea. I internally didn't have any intention of pleasing the man to whom I might be married, and my mom said, "Agnes, get me my makeup box from my room.""No, Mom. There won't be any need for that. I don't have to pretend in the face of my husband. So I am perfectly okay like thi

Darlington Briggs;I woke up in my bedroom to the fresh start of a brand new day. A New Year's Day. I was so excited, as I wanted to go downstairs to inform my parents that I wanted to get married this year, and I had made up my mind to settle down with Jenna Colton.Jenna has been my love since five years ago. I met her through her elder brother, Bruce, my best friend in the university.Bruce and I studied the same business course, and we live in Country Z, in the heart of the city. The Colton family was a well-known influential family here.Jenna has a successful career as an actress and a model and has been featured as the face of many brands.I knew that Jenna had gone through cosmetic procedures and done a lot of surgeries to enhance her beauty, but I still love her nonetheless.I love Jenna very much, and I didn't regret my decision to propose to her last weekend to marry me.My father didn't react to my post, and to make matters worse, I couldn't seem to find him online again af

Darlington Briggs;I watched my father walk away from us, climbing the stairs and returning to his room, exiting our view."Mother," I gazed back at my mother, struggling to comprehend the news my father had just shared about my impending marriage, like a document signed on an agreement."Calm down, Darlington. You will not marry any Amara Nicholas, not while I am here," my mother said, and my younger sister laughed, making me glare at her."What's so funny, Samara?" My mother asked her before I could. "Just because your father didn't marry you off like that, right? That's why you are shamelessly laughing at your older brother, right?""No, Mother," Samara replied.Mom looked displeased at Samara, who coughed and apologized, "Mom, I'm sorry. But this is very funny. How can Dad marry Darlington without Darlington's consent or knowledge, and now his wife is already coming here? Hahaha!""Samara!!" Mom yelled at Samara, and Samara ran ahead to the double-door fridge in the living room to

~Darlington's POV~I waited for Jenna to arrive, and after taking my bath, I requested something edible to eat. My phone ringing on the table in my room woke me up after a long afternoon nap.I immediately got out of the hotel bed, and realizing it was already evening, I frowned as I had expected Jenna to arrive before this time.I picked up my phone, seeing that my mother was calling me."Hello, Darlington. Where are you?" my mother asked me, and I yawned and stretched before I replied, "I am somewhere special, Mom. Why are you calling me?"I didn't want to think it was because of the new lady who was arriving at our mansion, and my mother confirmed to me, "She's already here in our house, Darlington, and your father has been trying to call your mobile number since, to know where you are, but it's not connecting. Where are you? Start coming home.""No, Mother, why? I told you earlier that I wasn't interested in seeing this lady. I don't care who she is or where she's from. Father can