All Chapters of Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncle: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Around one twelve am in the very early hours of the morning, Bethany gets home and unlocks the door with her own key.She lives in a two storey building with her husband and their room is on the first floor so she's quite aware that knocking or even banging on the door in that situation will do her no good, most especially when he sounded really tired on the phone earlier. He should be dead asleep so she plans to just crawl into bed as well and sleep, she's just as exhausted as he probably is anyway.The first thing she noticed when she came inside was the amount of lights left switched on, even down till the kitchen where he never enters except to fill himself a glass of water, and even that is pretty rare.Then the dining room, the living room and the staircase lights.The light for the staircase most especially, because the switch was upstairs, so at the top of the stairs, headed into the room, the lights will easily be turned off and he never missed doing that.He never missed doi

Arthur sits in the darkness, watching the slow and steady rhythm of her chest as she breathes in and out.He doesn't even know this woman but something about her is tugging deeply on his heartstrings.Nobody, absolutely no one deserves to be treated as such trash. Daisy had said it herself that Charles's wife had cleaned their own house and this strange woman herself had said she got home by midnight to meet another woman in her own husband's bed... And even worse, much much worse, they have been married for over a year.The woman sighs softly and lays down on her side, deep asleep.That makes him wonder when last she has had such good sleep for her own body to shut down on her.Arthur rises up from the chair and walks over to her, crouching by the bed, he raises his hand and puts it over her face, not touching it but just tracing out the outlining of her face.Her curved jaw and sharp nose, with those curled eyelashes that look luxurious and her...She suddenly opens her eyes with h

"I, Arthur Worth, is married to Bethany Worth, the beautiful woman on the television right now." He states again, flashing an identical ring with the one they just saw on the screen on Bethany's finger. The light catches on it and it's unmistakeably the same one that Bethany had shown to the world.Charles immediately springs up and dives for Arthur's collar. "You're what?! You're just an ordinary uncle of mine... Married to Bethany? Who are you to her? She's my...""Your what?" Arthur asks him coolly, maintaining the eye contact so Charles will realize what he is doing. "Don't tell me you were about to call her your wife?" Arthur raises his hands and effortlessly sweep Charles's invasive hands off his chest area. He breezes past him and stands in front of everyone, between the despicable Worth family and the television where the interview is still ongoing although no one is listening now.Arthur clears his throat. "Oh no, I am not about to explain myself and my decisions to you... Bu

Just the next morning, Bethany wakes up as early as she always does and heads downstairs to make breakfast for herself and Arthur, what she did not expect is that she'll meet Arthur down there already, making bacon and eggs."Good morning." She greets, standing by the door.He turns around and smiles. "Good morning, please come have a seat." His eyes wander down to her hands and he suddenly rinses his hands in the tap and comes over to meet her. "You took off the bandage?""It was long overdue..." She massages the back of her palm where the bandage had been wrapped around from the coffee burn. "It's going to scar though.""I won't let it." He walks over to the living room where Beth peeks after him but he soon goes out of sight and then returns with a small lotion in his hands. "I had gotten this yesterday but I had forgotten to give it to you. They say it works quite well to clean burn scars. Maybe you should give it a try?""Tha... Uhm, I will."Arthur chuckles. "I see you're gettin

"When I was three years old, some of you have got children that age or maybe even less, either way, I went missing as a child. Still don't know how that happened but I disappeared when I was three. When I became conscious of myself and my surroundings, I discovered I didn't have parents and was living in an orphanage run on charity... Things were tight. Even that I had to do after school jobs and all of that just to make ends meet."By now, the whole hall is silent and hanging on to her every word while she mentally accesses the situation before her.Daisy is there, waiting to lay a bait so that all these reporters that line up the front row on the other side will have something to drag her for but if she wants to have a successful life, she must avoid online conflicts by all means, and even if they do happen, it must be in her favor...And what's better to bring a person to the right side than a sob story? True story, but sob all the same... "When I turned eighteen, I was turned out