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All Chapters of Divorce ?... That's Foreplay : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Twenty

Aria’s POVShe took off her glasses, folding them with deliberate care. Her green eyes narrowed straight to Marcel’s hand locked on my arm. I tried to step back, to put even a little space between us, but his grip only tightened. He pulled me flush against his side, like her stare was empty and not daggers slicing into us. Into me.“What do you want?” Marcel asked.. there wasn't an ounce of respect in his tone, which was weird.He never talks to her like that Her expression softened as her gaze settled fully on him. “Well, excuse me for being worried about my child,” she said, stepping closer, her heels clicking against marble. “I haven’t seen you in five years.”Her hand lifted, ready to touch him, to pull him into an embrace but Marcel’s body went rigid. His voice turned sharp ….“Don’t you fucking dare.”She froze mid-step but her expression didn't change, then she hummed softly, almost like she was agreeing with him.“Okay,” she said after a moment, her tone shifting to something

Twenty One

Marcel's POV "She just boarded the flight. She’s on her way home," Michael’s driver confirmed.I was still at the hotel. At this point it was better she left without me. I knew Aria—she would only go if she thought I was gone too."Make sure she gets home to her daughter," I said before ending the call.As always, I had people watching Hope. And now, people would be watching Aria until she was safely home. I've already texted Edward to double the security around her house."You know you’re being paranoid, One Visit from your mother shouldn't mean anything" Michael’s voice cut through my thoughts."Better paranoid than unprepared, and it definitely means everything" I muttered, reaching for my laptop. My eyes scanned the papers on the screen—the same ones I’d been trying to perfect all week. The same ones Aria saw me walking on this morning .King Enterprise…After Dad died, his thirty-five percent had gone to me, added to my thirty. Sixty-five percent. Enough to hold the crown and

Twenty Two

Aria’s POVA few hours earlier“Aiden, pick up the phone. I’ve been waiting for you for over an hour,” I whisper-yelled, one hand covering my mouth.What is wrong with him?We were supposed to be getting an annulment or a divorce, whatever he wanted to call it but he wasn’t here. “Mrs. Walker,” the judge said, looking over his glasses. “If your partner is not here, we’ll be ending this session.”I forced a tight smile, trying to stay calm ,He arranged this. He was the one who insisted on finalizing everything quickly. So why the hell wasn’t he here?My phone pinged. Relief rushed through me as I snatched it up, smiling awkwardly at the judge before glancing down at the screen.‘Good morning, ma’am. Sir is still stuck in Paris or somewhere midair. Apparently, the pilot had an emergency at home and was late. I was supposed to text you earlier this morning, but it slipped my mind.’Shit“Mrs. Walker?” the judge repeated, impatience creeping into his tone. “We don’t have all day.”I le

Twenty Three

Aria’s POVWhat the hell…Hope ran past me before I could even move. Straight to Marcel. Bouncing and Beaming.Marcel dropped to one knee in front of her, his expression softening in a way that made my chest ache.“Your shoes are pretty,” he said gently.“Thank you,” Hope replied, and before I could stop her, she fell into his arms. He caught her easily, holding her like she belonged there—like he’d been waiting years for that single moment. He kissed her cheek, closed his eyes, and just… breathed her in.I should be mad. Furious, even. She wasn’t supposed to talk to strangers, let alone hug them. But as I watched the two of them—her tiny arms around his neck, his hands steady on her back—I couldn’t move. My heart felt too full.“You’re early… it starts by two,” Hope said when she finally pulled back, still smiling.“I thought you’d be hungry and we could go somewhere to eat” Marcel replied, his voice calm but his gaze finally shifted to me The noise around us faded until it was jus

Twenty Four

Aria’s POV “You know, it would be nice if I had my own office,” I said, barging into Marcel’s Office at Rooted—hell, my Office, technically.He looked up from the stack of papers spread across his desk, the same ones he’d been going through all day our sales report. Probably trying to figure out how much money he could squeeze out of this place. Sucks for him…. I'm broke. Last week we agreed to be civil for Hope’s sake. She was a total daddy’s girl now by the way . After practice, she refused to follow me homeTo make things worse, my car wouldn't start so Marcel had to drive us and Hope insisted on riding shotgun while I sat in the back. Marcel opted to carry her while driving , and when I reminded them both about safety, they called me boring.“You already have an office,” he said, his lips curving into that smug grin.“Where?” I asked, scanning the room, already suspicious.“Come here for a second.”I gave him a look, knowing full well he was up to something, but I still walke

Twenty Five

Marcel's POV “So pretty much nothing here is out of the ordinary,” Kyle said, glancing up from his tablet.He's my assistant at King Enterprises—efficient, reliable, and always around. Between him and Edward, I can't decide who was more annoying, but Kyle got things done.“According to this, they make everything here the same way… just as you said but I did check, The ingredients are all herbal, good for the hair. We checked the last batch brought in last week—everything came back perfect.”He swiped through the screen one last time before looking up at me again.As planned, I stopped by the factory Aria used for her products . The place was small-scale, steady workers and most importantly no obvious red flags. They produce in smaller batches since Rooted didn’t have that many customers anymore, but nothing here hinted at contamination or anything that could explain why people were getting Cancer.Everything looked clean. Controlled. Perfect And that was the problem.Unless it wasn

Twenty Six

Aria's POV.“You should stop bouncing—you just ate,” I said, helping Hope into her costume. She’d been buzzing with excitement since this morning, already calling Marcel twice. He said he’d be here. That was twenty minutes ago.Please, Lord. Just this once… let him show up.I kept the smile on my face, refusing to let her see how nervous I was.“I can do it myself,” Hope said sharply.Independent four-year-olds were a different kind of chaos. They thought they could do everything alone.“Yeah, you can,” I said, fighting a smile. “But then we’d spend one hour doing what we can finish in three minutes.”She huffed, crossing her arms while I adjusted her tutu.“Do my hair like yours,” she said suddenly.“Why should I?” I asked, trying to detangle her curls.“Because he’s always looking at you and smiling. I want to wear makeup too.”Heat crept up my neck before I could stop it. I grabbed one of my clean brushes, dipped it in nothing, and handed it over. She took it proudly, pretending to

Twenty seven

Aria Before either of us could fully process what was happening, Hope was already running.Marcel left my side instantly, meeting her in front of the stage. He scooped her up, holding her tight against his chest as she wrapped her legs around him. She was shaking with sobs, clinging to him while he kept rubbing her back, whispering something only she could hear.The music cut off, but it didn’t matter. Hope’s cries and shout filled the hall and everyone was already looking at usThen came the gentle chorus of awws from the crowd like everyone was collectively happy Marcel glanced at me, giving a small nod for me to follow. We slipped backstage, the three of us huddled together. He set her down on top of a speaker so they were almost eye level , and I stood beside them."We’re both here," he said softly, brushing her tears away with his thumb. "I’m sorry I was late. I had to pack the car…it took a minute.""Mr King, the other kids are waiting…" the event organizer began, but Marce

Twenty Eight

Aria's pov My feet were moving before my mind could even catch up. Hope. That was the only word echoing in my head as I ran toward the burning building. Then, suddenly, I was off the ground. Strong arms wrapped around me, hauling me back. “Stop it, Michael! Put me down!” I screamed, kicking, my voice breaking into sobs. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I just knew I couldn’t lose her. “Listen to me,” Michael said sharply, pressing me back against the car, his hands gripping my face to make me look at him. His voice was steady, but his eyes were frantic. “Marcel has to get to the hospital right now. If he loses anymore blood he’s gone. Do you understand me?” “I can’t leave her,” I cried, choking on the words….it felt like someone was trying to rip my heart out of my chest He shook his head, his jaw tight. “Aria..” “I can’t!” I screamed again, shoving at his chest, but my hands were trembling, weak. My legs gave out, and I slid down the car, sobbing into my palms. Mich

Twenty Nine

Aria's pov “Gonna be, gonna be golden… gonna be golden…”Golden by Huntrix.My daughter was singing. There was nothing strange about that except the second voice singing with her.“Like I’m born to be!” they both shouted, off-key but full of joy.“Aunty Tay, open it!” Hope said, her voice bright.She was with Taylor….All this time she was with Taylor.“Here you go. Why do you always get things twice your size?” Taylor teased, definitely handing her something.Hope’s giggle followed, that carefree sound that melted every ounce of panic in me. My heart finally calmed down…I felt like I could finally breathe She was safe. She's with Taylor.“Up, up, up, up… gonna be golden, golden!”Hope continued singing ….Those were the only lyrics she ever got right….She basically mumbles through the rest. A sob broke out of me….half laugh, half relief as tears spilled freely.I just listened to her Singing her mixed up words with pride…and tried to calm my breathing She's Alive .. She's fine …she

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