All Chapters of Till Divorce Do Us Part: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Anniversary Present

ALEXAThe phone screen burned into my eyes, the moans filling the quiet room like a sick joke. “Oh yes, harder, Mark, please fuck me harder!” My stomach twisted as I watched my husband thrust into another woman, her voice shamelessly calling out his name. The same name I had whispered in the dark when he was unconscious in that hospital bed, clinging to life. The name I had prayed over when I fought to bring him back. And this was my reward? This betrayal—on the night of our fifth anniversary? On my birthday? My fingers trembled as I gripped the phone tighter. A notification popped up, a fresh slap to my face. "Do you like the birthday gift I sent you, dear sis?" I didn’t need to check the sender. I could already see Ivy’s smug face in my mind, could hear the gloating in her voice. "See? Just a flick of my finger and he comes running back. Don’t think your pathetic care ever mattered. To Mark, you’re just a poor nanny." A poor nanny. A mocking smile curled my lips. Tha

Divorce Agreement

ALEXAMark halted mid-step, his broad shoulders tense as he turned to face me. His blue eyes, so sharp and cold, narrowed dangerously as they fixed on my smaller frame. “Excuse me?” His voice was low, quiet, but there was an unmistakable warning in it. I refused to back down. My heart was pounding, but I kept my chin high, my voice steady. “Let’s get a divorce,” I repeated, staring straight at him. For a moment, he just looked at me. Then, a slow scoff left his lips, his expression twisting into something between amusement and disbelief. “Is this your attempt to get back at me?” he asked, tilting his head slightly. His gaze shifted toward the dining table, where the untouched meal sat—an entire evening’s worth of effort wasted. Then, just as quickly, he looked back at me. “Because what?” His voice dripped with condescension. “I didn’t spend your birthday with you? Or is it the anniversary?” There was no remorse, not even a sliver of guilt in his tone, and that hurt mor

I've Made Up My Mind

MARKThe next morning, as I stepped out of my room, ready for work, I noticed something—something was off. The house felt… empty. Too empty. “Good morning, Mr. Ronaldo,” Jennifer, the housekeeper, greeted as she approached with a cup of coffee. Alexa had sent her away last night for our "special occasion," yet here she was, back in her usual routine. “Your morning coffee, sir.” I took the cup and sipped. The taste was familiar, just the way Alexa always made it when I had a long, exhausting day. Was this her way of asking for an apology? If it was, it wasn’t enough. No one had ever dared to raise their hand against me before. If she wanted forgiveness, she should have the decency to say it to my face. I handed the cup back to Jennifer and glanced around. “Where’s Alexa?” Jennifer flinched at my question. My eyes narrowed. “I asked you a question.” She hesitated before blurting out in a rush, “I apologize, sir, but earlier this morning, the madam packed her bags and l

Transformation

ALEXAAfter a few hours at the boutique and salon, I barely recognized myself. My hair, once dull and lifeless, was now a vibrant shade of red with golden streaks running through the ends. My nails were perfectly polished, my skin glowed, and the red, figure-hugging dress I wore left little room for self-doubt. It clung to my curves, accentuating everything Mark had once ignored. I looked good—better than I had in years. But as I stared at my reflection, a strange feeling crept over me. Regret. Not for leaving him. But for wasting so much time waiting for love that was never meant for me. For hoping, praying, and breaking myself just to earn scraps of affection from a man who never truly saw me. That ended today. "Well?" Noelle’s voice broke through my thoughts. She stood behind me, arms crossed, watching my reaction closely. "What do you think?" I turned to her, a slow smile spreading across my lips. "I feel…" I paused, then let out a breath. "Like me." Noelle grinn

Make Him More Mad

ALEXA“Let go of her, right now!”That was Noelle’s voice, and it was what brought me back to reality. Everyone present at the club was now looking at us, and Mark’s hand still held onto my wrist possessively…and painfully.“Let her go, Mark,” Noelle ordered again when it seemed as though Mark was deaf to her orders.“Stay out of this,” Mark eventually said, glaring at Noelle. His voice was throaty and husky, and I wondered if it was as a result of what happened between the two of us; if he felt it too, or if it was as a result of his anger.“Why should I?” Noelle asked, facing Mark fearlessly and boldly.She had never liked him, and knowing Noelle the way I did, I knew that she would definitely use this opportunity to get at Mark for what he made me go through. She hardly ever saw him, because she could not stand his presence.“Last time I checked, she was your ex-wife, Mark,” Noelle added.Mark smirked. “You are mistaken, Noelle,” he simply said, leaving Noelle’s eyes to budge out i

Something For Your Ugly Mood

MARKI tried to take my eyes off Alexa and the throng of men that were shamelessly dancing with her on her mini-stage, but I just couldn’t, and it was very obvious that she was enjoying it.Frankly, if I didn’t know Alexa well enough, I would have sworn that she wasn’t the woman on that stage; maybe her lookalike, but definitely not her. I had never seen Alexa that sexy and alluring, and as I watched, my jaw clenched in annoyance. How dare those godforsaken paid male prostitutes have the nerves to touch Alexa that way? Worse, her witch of a friend, Noelle, continued to scream and urge her on, and even more annoying that the money Alexa sprayed on them were mine.“Mark,” Vector called. “Mark,” he called again, and when Mark still didn’t answer or even take his eyes away from Alexa and her escapade, Vector decided to snap his fingers.“What?” I asked, turning to Vector, my eyes blazing with anger and rage. “What is it?” I asked him gruffly.“You have been staring over there for too lon

Stylish Way To Find Out

MARKI allowed Ivy to kiss me, and I expected an instant arousal, but it wasn’t forthcoming. Ivy noticed it too.“Mark, what’s wrong?” She asked me as she touched and caressed me. “You are still very soft,” she stated the obvious.I sighed and fell in bed. I knew exactly what was making it hard for me to get a hard-on, but I did not want to tell Ivy about it, and it was very convenient to blame it on the fact that Alexa had pissed me off.“I just have so much on my mind,” I told her, which wasn’t a lie, because my head was filled with those bloody men dancing around Alexa at the club.“Is it the divorce with Alexa?” Ivy asked with concern in her voice.I turned and looked at Ivy, telling myself that she was the woman I loved and the woman that I was really in love with.“Yeah, yeah,” I said. “It is taking a toll on me,” I added.“I know that you cannot wait to be free from her, and I could talk to my mum and our dad to force her into signing the papers since she is trying so hard to c

A Disappointment To The Family

ALEXAI thought I had thrown up everything in my stomach already, but I woke up and rushed into Noelle’s bathroom and threw up again.Then literally sat on the bathroom floor, because I was already weak and exhausted.Noelle came in with a cup of herbal tea and gave it to me. “Are you going to throw everything you have into the toilet?” She asked. “You have been vomiting since last night, even at the club,” she added.“Because you forced me into dancing with those men and it really got my entire system irritated,” I said.I didn’t know that being around other men would make me feel so disgusted, and even though I only did it to get on Mark’s nerves, I was beginning to regret my actions.“I am never do that ever again,” I said and I meant it.Noelle threw her head back and laughed loudly. “What are you never doing again; aggravating Mark and making him jealous, visiting Dancing Devil, or having fun with male strippers?” Noelle asked.“Going to that stupid club and allowing those freaki

His Declaration

ALEXA“I was merely having a nice time,” I said, almost stuttering.I did not see how this was a problem, because the last time I checked, Ivy was allowed to do whatever she wanted, and she had also indulged in wilder things, so why was mine a problem, and why had the blogs decided to make a fuss about it.“At the detriment of the family’s name?” Mr. Silver asked, sounding more and more angered and disappointed.The look in his eyes broke my heart, because I never wanted to do anything that would make him disappointed in me. Growing up, he always told me how proud and happy I made him…well, until Ivy and her mother came into the picture.“I didn’t do anything wrong, dad,” I said, trying to justify myself.“And she is still defending her actions. My goodness, I can barely stand her insolence and disrespect!” Clara huffed angrily.Mr. Silver was very crestfallen. “Alexa, you do know that for a year now, I have been trying to win a contract deal with a very reputable company, right?” He

My Tiny Slice Of Revenge

ALEXAWith tears in my eyes, I packed my thing. After I told Mark that I was divorcing him, I left our supposed matrimonial home and returned home. Now, I had been asked to leave.Packing was even difficult, because I could barely see what I was shoving into my box. When my cell phone rang and I saw that it was Noelle, I was relieved, because I just needed something to calm my nerves down.“Hey, how did it go? What was it your dad wanted to see you for?” Noelle asked over the phone, and I just burst into hot and painful tears.“He asked me to leave, Noelle,” I blurted out.“What?” Noelle sounded stunned. “Why would he do that? What happened?” Noelle asked, but she quickly added even before I could answer her. “You know what, don’t answer that right now. Just bring your stuff over to mine, okay? We will talk when you get here.”“Noelle, no, I don’t want to inconvenience you,” I said, shaking my head, even though I knew that deep down, there was nowhere else I could think to go.It was

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