All Chapters of Mr. Farrell, We Are Divorced : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Almyra's POV, Finally, D-Day is here, It's funny how time passes away in the blink of an eye; three days are all gone. I was still in my room since the party would be hosted by my brothers and not me, I picked up my phone as my thoughts jolted to Aurora and Rachel. Why the fuck would I forget them? I mean, they made life interesting for me when Xavier and I were apart from each other. I picked up my phone and dialed Aurora's number and she picked it in one ring. "Hey," my voice was calm, even though I had just woken up. "Good morning ma," her voice sounded mystical. Is she surprised that I was calling her? It wouldn't be abnormal to me if she was because this was just the second time I had called her since she started working in Quantum Spheres. So bad of me. "So umm, there would be a party at my place," I cleared my throat. "And I would like you to come." "Really?!" She questioned in a happy tone. "I'd be honored," her voice sounded like honey, sweet and soothing. "Thank y

Almyra's POV Malum was about to work out of my presence before I held him by the wrist and finally, he looked away from Xavier and set his gaze on me. “Let them in,” I spoke in a warm tone. “At the very least, it's for celebration and nothing else.” I added. “What do you mean by that?!” Malum grinned as he tried to suppress his voice. He was pissed, it was crystal clear in his eyes, even his voice. “Are you just gonna launch a punch on him?” I scoffed. “Come on, you can do better than that.” “It's fine if you wanna do anything actually,” I let go of his wrists and shrugged. He looked at me in annoyance and returned the scoff in an annoying way. Malum's anger never subsided. It's a good thing I informed my brothers already, Xavier was right after all. Even this huge room might not contain them if I hadn't told them earlier on before inviting Xavier. “Malum,” my voice was barely above a whisper. He looked at me with a look of disgust on his face. I know he cares for me so muc

Almyra's POV, "Why don't you take your seat before you ask?" I looked at him above me before I flushed my hair backward. "Are you sure you want me to," he stopped, before taking a deep breath. "Are you sure about that?" I hit my forehead in annoyance. "Oh my gosh Cole! Have your seat man." "That was rash but trust me I've seen more than that," his voice was barely above a whisper. He came to my front before letting out a slight sigh. "What do you want to ask me?" I looked into his eyes in anticipation. "Do you still want to ask the question?" He nodded his head. "Yeah, of course I still wanna ask you the question." "Then go on with it while I'm open for it," my tone was vevetly soft. "It's about you and your ex," he looked into my eyes and took a sip of his drink. "Why does that even matter right now?" I questioned with a hint of disgust in my voice. "That should be the least of your worries Cole." "You know I said something about him at the high-end conference right?" Hi

Almyra's POV, I walked away from where Gina sat and followed Keith who kept walking hurriedly until we reached a private spot. “What's it Keith? You called me out of the blue,” I widened my eyes in surprise. “Cole left already, angrily,” he ran his hands through his head and a sigh escaped his lips. “Is that the fucking reason why you called me?!” I clenched my fist tightly in annoyance. “I'm looking at this from another view,” his baritone mumbled. “And what's the view?” I snapped and crossed my arms in defiance. “Is it the top view or a fucking close view?!” My words tumbled out in a rush and I gritted my teeth. “This is no joke Al,” he had a hint of seriousness in his eyes. I could not overlook, I should hear what he has to say. “Okay I'm all ears now,” I nodded. “Tell me the way you see it,” I added with a sigh. “Look Al,”he paused. “The more you act this way, the more enemies you have, trust me.” I narrowed my gaze in concern and stood straight. “What do you mean by th

Almyra's POV, I don't know how I was going to tell him that Xavier and I are not divorced. Instead, I just kept staring at him, unsure of what to say. "Is that a yes or a no," he broke the silence between the both of us. "We are still married," I smirked and gulped down all the content that was in the cup before dropping it on the table in a rude manner. "What the fuck are you saying, Al?" His face twisted in confusion and he narrowed his gaze into slits. "That's not even possible, not like you guys could do a wedding behind closed doors," his words tumbled out in a rush. "I was surprised when he told me too," I scoffed before burying my face in my palms. Nature seemed to be getting the better part of me, and I was already feeling dizzy; it was taking complete charge of me. It won't be long before I start sleepwalking to my room. "We were all there that very day when you signed Al!" His voice was raised to a smooth tenor. "Are you angry that we are not divorced?" I raised an e