All Chapters of Good-For-Nothing Husband: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Chapter Two – The Night I Finally Broke (Celeste’s POV) The papers shook in my hand, but I didn’t let them fall. For a long time, I just stood there, staring at the words printed in black. Divorce Agreement. I wanted to cry. I knows I did. But the tears refused to come. My chest felt tight, my throat dry. It was as if my body had forgotten how to feel. I slowly raised my head and looked at Nicholas. He stood there like a stranger — expressionless, detached, as if he’d just handed me a delivery, not the end of our marriage. “Celeste,” he said quietly, “don’t make this harder than it already is.” I almost laughed. Harder? What could possibly be harder than being replaced by a ghost of his past? I swallowed the bitterness burning my throat. “Do you have a pen?” He frowned. “What?” “I said, do you have a pen?” He hesitated for a moment, then reached into his pocket and handed one to me. His hand brushed mine briefly — that familiar warmth that used to mean somet

Chapter Four – Celeste’s Arrival Celeste’s POV The car slowed to a halt in front of the mansion, and I stepped out, letting the cool night air brush against my face. For a moment, I just stood there, taking in the place I hadn’t set foot in for years. It was magnificent, sprawling, and everything I had imagined in my quietest dreams. But it was more than that, it was mine now. Every corner, every stone, every detail was a part of the life I had been preparing to reclaim, far from the shadows of Nicholas and his betrayals. As I walked up the grand marble stairs, the staff began to notice me. The moment I entered, the maids, guards, and assistants all stopped their tasks. Their eyes widened briefly, then fell into perfect composure. “Good evening, Miss Celeste,” the head maid said with a respectful bow. “Welcome back.” “Thank you,” I replied softly, nodding once, a small smile touching my lips. I could feel the shift in energy, the atmosphere acknowledged my presence, my return. Th

Chapter Six – Collision at the Mall (Celeste POV) The mall was bustling, full of weekend shoppers, the smell of fresh coffee and luxury perfume mixing in the air. I walked through the main corridor with Bean by my side, calm and collected. My heels clicked on the marble floor as I glanced at the high-end stores, casually pretending to browse. But then… I saw him. Nicholas. And not just Nicholas — Nicholas with Isabella, holding her hand, laughing softly, looking completely at ease. My stomach twisted. For a moment, I thought about turning around and leaving, slipping quietly back into the shadows. But it was too late. He had already seen me. His eyes widened, and that familiar, complicated look — the one that used to haunt my dreams — flickered across his face. He started walking toward me, his expression a mixture of surprise, confusion, and something darker I couldn’t name. “You…” he said, stopping just a few steps away. “It’s just a few days after our divorce… and you’re alr