บททั้งหมดของ Your Honor, I Want A Divorce!: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

The day was long and filled with so much work that I couldn't even get the chance to pick up my phone. Thankfully, the night had finally arrived and it was time for the shoot. Every single person present listened to Fabian, even the manager of the place! They bowed their heads at him and agreed to his every suggestion without arguing. But Fabian was a little more modest than I had expected him to be. He asked for their take on it before deciding on something. He requested for advice and treated them with kindness. It was finally time to shoot the advertisement. A staff member rushed over and explained everything to me. There wasn't a script, it wasn't needed. I just needed to pretend like I had a fight with my boyfriend while in his ordinary car which would end up breaking down on the road. Then my knight in shining armor would drive towards us in his Rolls Royce Phantom and offer me a ride which would lead to me dumping my boyfriend and going with him. Then my ex boyfriend would

THIRD POVJessica sat by the hospice bed in a seat provided for her by the hospital. She held on tight to the hand of her favorite person in the world, tears pouring down her face. How was she supposed to tell Blaire that she found herself in the shoes she wore three years ago when she found out that she was pregnant? How was she supposed to voice it out that she was afraid of that kind of commitment? Having a child? Getting married? It was too much for her all at once!It was too scary to think that she could also lose her marriage the way Blaire had lost hers. To her sister no less. She didn't have any relatives living around her in New York, but the idea of marriage was quite scary. A heavy sigh drew from her lips and she tightened her grip around Blaire's hand. A voice, masculine, thick and deep, boomed from behind her and she turned around. "Jessica Bassett?" She heard the voice call out her name. She turned around, only to see one of the most handsome men in the world– acco

The evening sun had almost set completely, leaving the sky in a darkish orange color. The air had cooled completely and the atmosphere was very serene. A young lady sat by a table in front of a small restaurant. A large hat sat on her head, shielding her face from the sun before but plainly for decoration now.She was dressed in a red evening dress and all of her attention was buried in the phone in her hand. The tapping of fingers on the table called her attention and she looked up. Her lips spread into a smile as she saw the man standing before her. "You made it.""I almost didn't." Damian responded as he sat himself down on the seat opposite her. "As you know, I am a very busy man." He commented. She smiled and nodded her head. "I am aware. Which is why I am grateful that you came at all."Damian smiled, fake and bored. It flashed across his face so quickly that it was almost like it was never there. Even though she was irritated by his obvious boredom, she managed to keep calm

I stared at her, waiting for her to say something, but it was like she was waiting for me to do the same. The silence dragged on for a moment more before I finally cut through it. "You were going to abort an innocent baby?" The words left my mouth harsher than I had intended. She stared at me in the same silence, eyes falling to her fingers that fiddled nervously together. I continued, managing to reduce the hardness in my tone. "Are you okay?" She looked up at me, surprised by my question. Then she nodded and her gaze fell back down to her fiddling fingers. Thankfully though, there was a visible calm on her face this time. She still didn't speak to me. She probably didn't have any words to express how sorry she was and how much she regretted keeping it from me until it was too late. I reached out and placed my hand on hers, trying to calm her down. A sigh drew from our mouths almost in unison and she looked up at me and smiled. I finally had the courage to ask all of my questi

THIRD POV Fabian sat down next to the woman he had come to love most in the entire world. The past few days had been nothing but hectic yet somehow being around her was just enough to bring him the long awaited solace he so desperately needed. He felt his heart warm up as she placed her hand on his and squeezed on it gently. It felt so good to know that she was finally giving them a chance. He hated hospitals more than ever. The fact that he had said goodbye to his first love in that same hospital was haunting. When he called and was told that Blaire was unconscious, his heart stopped beating for more than a moment. Several thoughts began to run through his head. Maybe he was cursed or something, maybe all his lovers were predestined to die, maybe he was not meant to love anyone because it would end tragically. None of it would have made any sense to him because he didn't really believe in superstitions like curses but if something bad were to happen to Blaire as well then it wo