Semua Bab Divorce? Never Letting Go!: Bab 1 - Bab 5

Tamara.I bring my Maserati to a stop in front of the penthouse, a place that once felt like home has suddenly become stodgy, too cold, coupled with so many lonely nights.It's been a little above two weeks since I last set my eyes on my husband, Killian Ravenford.And every day for the past one year has been hell in this marriage, endless fights here, meaningless argument there.I'm tired— exhausted and drained from Killian’s incessant accusations.On the night of my husband's birthday last year, I had baked him a cake and prepared all his favorite dishes, all I wanted was for him to celebrate his special day with me by his side.Killian was everything I've ever wanted in a man and more. He's tall with impeccably groomed blonde hair, confident, he exudes a commanding presence wherever he walks into, just like the CEO he is, and above all he loves and dotes on me.And this man was all mine.But the front door beeped and Killian walked into our home, behaving nothing like the man I mar

Tamara.I clench my fist tightly, really wanting to slap Chloe for her nasty words. But I remember it isn't worth it, I choose to stay calm and not stoop to her level.Seriously, I'm so fed up with her bullshit but I remained silent instead of fussing like she wanted me to.I turn to prepare my coffee, trying to ignore Chloe. But just as I'm about to grab my coffee and leave the kitchen, she reaches for it, spills some on her shirt and then I heard it—- shattered glass on the floor.“What the hell! Have you lost it?” I yelled, looking at her in horror.But then, she smirks. “Oops sorry,” she says in a low voice.Killian must've heard the glass breaking against the floor, because he rushed in the next minute.He glanced at the shattered glass on the floor, at Chloe and lastly at me, his eyes wide with confusion. “Chloe? What happened?” He asks, but his eyes are still locked on mine.Chloe switches up, shocking me to my core, she runs off to Killian's side, tears welling in her eyes as

Tamara.All the walls I thought I'd built cracks the moment Killian asks that.Wow, I pause, is he worried about me now? That's so rare.I grip my bag and steady my voice to answer. “I was at—,” I begin.“You know what, I don't care.” He says, not even letting me finish. “But as long as you're under my roof, you can't just waltz back in here as you wish,”I sigh, not sure why I still felt the need to explain. “I was at Hazel's, stop finding wrongs where there's none!” I hissed.He all but scoffs. “Your lies are getting better and better I see.” His voice is laced with annoyance. “You can open your filthy legs to as many men as you want, that's fine, no need trying to cover up,”This is ridiculous. Why do I even keep hoping he'd change anyways? I can feel my face getting hot. “You're an asshole, Killian.” is all I say as my anger bubble beneath the surface.Killian barely stifles a dry chuckle, quickly taking a sip from his glass. “The truth hurts, doesn't it?” he snickers, provoking