All Chapters of Accidentally Married again: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Katie. Relief. That was all I felt as I took another look at the blonde woman in front of me. Dressed in a corporate black pant and grey shirt, with her blonde hair neatly packed into a bun, her blue eyes sparkled with hypocritical empathy - one I wasn’t bothered about. Not in a single bit. “You know I am truly sorry about all these. And I wish we could have found another solution to all these but Mark and I can’t really live without each other.” She said again. She attempted to touch me but I immediately stepped back, although I did it in a way that didn’t make it obvious. “Come on, sweetie. You didn’t steal my man,” I said with a sweet smile. “You were doing me a favor.” That said, I stretched my hand to collect the file Mark had been holding out all along. Divorce file. After reading through it all and making sure that I wasn’t giving up anything else except my marriage to the man, I swiftly signed the paper. “I wish you good luck,” I said as I handed the paper to the blond

Katie’s POV. “Katie Malory!”The bellowing of my name made me hiss as I sat up from the shock and got assaulted by the banging of my head - something I wasn’t expecting. I hissed once more as I tried to hold my head to stop the onset of headache I knew was brewing. “Here.” A masculine voice said and quickly shoved something into the hand I was intending to hold my head with. I opened my eyes and saw Evan towering over me. The moment I laid my eyes on him, the memory of what I did flooded me and I reluctantly took the glass of water and aspirin from his hand. Without a word to him, I dropped the drug in my mouth and downed the glass of water. “Katie Malory!” The angry voice that woke me up earlier resounded again. Startled, I looked up and saw that it was the voice of none other than my father. “Good to see you so soon, father,” I said with a chuckle. Then I turned to look at Evan and gave him the betrayal look. Instead of reacting to my silent accusation, he merely chuckled. I sn

KATIEI sat on the edge of the sofa, my fingers tangled in my hair as I stared at the floor like it held all the answers. My heart thudded against my chest, and no matter how many deep breaths I took, the weight in my stomach wouldn’t lift. Two years with Evan Blackman. Two years under the same roof as the man who had just called me his wife—even if it was drunken, accidental, and completely out of line with reality.But the other option?The cold streets. Rejection. A future I couldn’t even begin to picture.I let out a shaky breath, wiping the corner of my eyes even though I told myself I wasn’t going to cry again. My life wasn’t supposed to turn out this way. One minute I was a Malory, the next… I was nobody. And now, somehow, I was Evan Blackman’s wife?How the hell did this become my life?Evan stood there, tall and unreadable, already scrolling through his phone like he had somewhere better to be. Like my answer didn’t really matter because he already knew what it would be. Typi

KATIEStirring from sleep, I blinked my eyes rapidly, disoriented for a second before everything rushed back in—Mark, Evan, my so-called father, the revelation, the walkout on Evan, everything. Reality hit me like a cold slap. I wasn’t in my room anymore. I was in Maria’s tiny but cozy apartment.I sat up and looked around. The apartment was quiet. Too quiet.That’s when I noticed the note stuck on the small white fridge in the corner. I padded across the room barefoot, my eyes scanning Maria’s careful handwriting: "Had to rush off to work. Make yourself at home. Eat whatever you like. We’ll talk more when I get back. —Maria."A soft smile tugged at my lips. Maria had always been that one constant thread holding me together. I opened the fridge and pulled out a few slices of bread, popping them into the toaster. While the bread browned, I leaned against the counter, letting my thoughts consume me.What now?That question had been haunting me since I stepped out of Evan’s penthouse and