All Chapters of Divorce Finally Made Him Break: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

By the time the sky grew dark, I was almost at the chapel at the top of the mountain. My heart felt cold and numb with pain, but the sharp pulling ache in my lower belly was clearly painful. I knew that my baby had been holding on with me, trying so hard to survive. But now, he couldn't anymore.Warm fluid trickled down my thighs, pooling on the stone steps and mixing with the rain until it ran in thin red streams. That red curled and twisted like a snake, wrapping around me and the tiny life I never got to meet."I'm sorry," I whispered. The rain drowned out the words, so faint that I could barely hear them myself. I looked up at the towering cross atop the chapel. It stood high above the clouds, a symbol of peace and grace, watching over all creation. Yet, it seemed to ignore me.The rain kept falling, washing away the blood on the steps until there was no trace of my baby left in this world. But the pain was already etched into my bones and blood, turning into something that woul

At the Grant residence, Timothy sat quietly at his desk, his fingers tracing the name "Josie" on the divorce agreement. The ink was neat and precise, yet carried a sharp finality. The date written on it was the same day his scandal with Yasmin went public.He had always thought of me as jealous and scheming, causing countless problems, and even leading Amber to her death. And yet… wasn't it all so that I could keep my place as Mrs. Grant?Outside, the leaves of the trees rustled in the wind, while a wave of frustration pressed down on his chest. Suddenly, he remembered the last words I had said to him as he left the hospital, "Timothy, I've long stopped needing you."That night, the ashtray on his desk filled with cigarette butts, one after another. I had intruded into his private world, causing the death of the person he valued most. And yet, that night, he felt something that had always been part of his life suddenly vanish.He didn't feel much pain, but the emptiness was unbeara

"So, when are we going to finalize the divorce?" I asked.Timothy looked up at me, his eyes cold. "Why the rush? Even if we did it now, Terence still wouldn't be out, and you wouldn't be able to move forward."I held my ground. "The divorce is between you and me. The sooner we do it, the sooner everyone can be free."He glanced at his wound, his tone lazy. "Do you really think I'm in any condition to go to the courthouse right now?"When I had my miscarriage, I had been kneeling in the rain at Sixtus Chapel, atoning for his first love. Compared to that, his injuries were nothing. I swallowed the words on the tip of my tongue. I didn't want to provoke him before Terence was out, in case it made things worse.At that moment, a nurse came in carrying a basin of warm water. I thought we were taking turns caring for him, so I was about to leave when I heard Timothy's low voice behind me. "Did you already forget what you promised me?"Before I could answer, he told the nurse, "You ca

Just as Yasmin finished speaking, Timothy quietly appeared in the living room, clearly having woken without anyone realizing."I told her to stay," he said. His voice was hoarse from just waking, carrying a quiet authority that instantly silenced the commotion around him.Harriett immediately went silent and hurried forward to support him. "Timothy, why are you up? Didn't the doctor say you needed to rest?"Timothy turned slightly to avoid her hand and frowned. "You don't need to come every day. It's too much trouble."Harriett stared at him, feeling incredulous. "Timothy, are you out of your mind? Josie is nothing but a shameless woman, and she nearly got Terence to hurt you. Yet, you're still letting her stay here?"Yasmin stepped closer, her voice soft. "Timothy, let me take care of you, okay? Ever since my sister's death, I've been terrified. I'm afraid you'll leave me too…"I understood exactly what she was implying. She was suggesting that I had not only caused Amber's deat

"Alright. I'll head back soon," I replied to Timothy over the phone.After hanging up, I thought about my old self. Back then, if Timothy had skipped a meal, I would have been more anxious than him, even wanting to go hungry with him.But that morning, when I got home, I made myself a bowl of instant Mac and Cheese and ate it with relish. I didn't even think about whether he had eaten.I realized that no matter how deep the feelings had been, no matter how much love existed, one day it could all completely run out.On my way, I stopped by a restaurant to pick up some vegetarian dishes. I thought a patient recovering from surgery should have something nourishing, like chicken soup or fish chowder.But since Timothy was abstaining from meat and following his religious practices for his true love, I couldn't go against his principles. So I simply brought the vegetarian dishes back with me.When Timothy saw me placing the containers in front of him, his brows furrowed. "Josie, what's