I Didn’t Mean to Divorce You のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Chapter 112 – Laura’s POVI stared at Daniel after the slap, my hand still slightly shaking from the impact. My chest was rising and falling faster than I wanted it to. “Why can’t you just be patient?” I asked, my voice firm but strained. “I told you to calm down. I explained what happened. But you still chose to fight him. Why?”He laughed, but there was no humor in it.“Patient?” he repeated. “You want me to be patient after walking in and seeing that?”“Yes,” I replied sharply. “Because it wasn’t what you thought. I told you that.”“You expect me to just believe you?” he shot back.“I expected you to at least listen,” I said. “Instead, you attacked him.”“He deserved it.”“No, he didn’t,” I said immediately. “You walked in here, didn’t listen, attacked someone without asking questions, and then started insulting me.”He didn’t respond.“I explained what happened. You chose not to hear it.”He tightened his jaw, but he remained silent.“If you can’t control your anger,” I added, “

Chapter 114 — Laura’s POVAdrian was the first to finally break the silence.“I already knew,” he said.I looked up slowly. “Knew what?”“That you didn’t accept Daniel because you loved him fully,” he replied. “That there was something else behind it.”My throat felt dry. “You… you knew?”He nodded. “The three of us did.”My heartbeat started racing. “The three?”“Me, Catherine and Daniel,” he said. “We weren’t blind, Laura.”I felt heat rise to my face. I suddenly became aware of how small I looked sitting there. My hands were resting on my lap, my fingers twisting against each other.All this time, I thought I was in control. I thought I was hiding my emotions well. I thought nobody noticed the doubt in my voice, the way I avoided certain conversations.But they had seen everything. I couldn’t even look at Catherine anymore. I solely kept my eyes on the table.“You really thought we didn’t notice?” Adrian asked.I shook my head slowly. “I… I didn’t think.”“That’s the problem,” he s

Chapter 116 — Michael’s POVI arrived at the office the next morning, expecting a normal day, only to be met by a scene that froze me in place. Police cars surrounded the building, and a yellow tape sealed the entrances, and a large crowd had gathered outside, whispering anxiously. My heart started to pound. I pushed through the crowd, trying to make sense of the chaos, my mind already racing. “What’s going on here?” I demanded. No one answered immediately, but the officers and some of my workers parted slightly to let me through. I tried to rush toward the scene, desperate to see what had happened, but the police stopped me. “You can’t go in yet, sir,” one of them said. My frustration spiked. “I need to see what’s happening inside. Let me through,” I insisted. They hesitated but eventually allowed a trusted worker of mine to approach me and explain.The worker looked pale, his hands shaking slightly. “Sir… I… I discovered the body last night. I went to the restroom late, and… it was

Chapter 118 — Laura’s POVSunday morning was quiet. Too quiet, almost, and it suited the mood I carried inside me. The apartment felt empty without the usual rush of work, messages, and calls. I moved slowly around my kitchen, preparing food, my hands busy but my mind even busier. I had decided I would go to Daniel’s house today. There was no work, no distractions, no one to stop me, and it was time I faced the consequences of my mistakes. Catherine hadn’t spoken to me since that day, and I couldn’t blame her. I had hurt her, betrayed her trust, and I felt it every moment. I knew I was the cause of her silence, the wedge between us, and though I wanted to avoid thinking about it, I couldn’t.I chopped the vegetables, stirred the sauces, and carefully arranged the food into a container, checking every detail. It wasn’t a fancy meal, just something simple and thoughtful, but it carried with it the weight of my apology. I needed Daniel to understand how sorry I was, and I needed to face

Chapter 120 — Laura’s POVI woke up the next day with a heavy heart, but also a quiet determination. I knew I couldn’t leave things the way they were anymore. My mistakes, my betrayals, the way I had hurt Catherine all of it weighed on me, and I could no longer avoid facing it. I had to seek her forgiveness. I had to make amends, truly and completely. I dressed carefully, choosing something simple but professional, and tried to calm my nerves as I prepared to walk into the office that morning. Today wasn’t just any day. Today, I was going to face Catherine, face the tension that had built between us, and attempt to mend what I had broken.I thought about the words I am going to say to her over and over in my mind, trying to imagine how she would react, how I would say what needed to be said without letting pride or fear get in the way. I knew she had every right to be angry, to withhold forgiveness, to distance herself from me entirely. I just hoped that she would listen, and that she