Marriage of Loneliness

Aurelia, "Would you like to visit my Dad at the hospital? He isn't doing well recently!" I asked Justin, Justin Windsor, my husband of six months, while staring at the avocado sandwich in my hand. He barely looked up before answering, "Not today. I have a meeting with some clients!" He didn’t even acknowledge me as he stood up, barely finishing the toast. "Justin..." I stood up, my voice shaky. "When can you go? Dad really wants to see you!" He turned, his expression holding the bare minimum concern, before opening his mouth. But before he could say whatever came to his mind, his phone rang. The faint concern I saw in those ocean-like blue eyes vanished, replaced with genuine urgency as he answered the call. He didn’t say anything, not even a wave of his hand, just pressed the phone against his ear and walked into his study. I stared into the void, feeling like my heart had collapsed once again, drowning in loneliness and unspeakable agony. My marriage with Justin was an arran

Last Updated : 2026-01-08

Choosing myself

Aurelia,I barely could stand there, tears streaming down my face, my knees trembling as if they would give in any second. My chest felt tight, each breath scraping my lungs painfully. I never felt that miserable in my life. I wanted to tell Dad that I would like to separate. The words sat heavily on my tongue, choking me. But when I learned that his situation wasn't improving, my thoughts on going through a divorce right after the marriage didn't find its way. Guilt pressed down on me, heavy and suffocating, forcing the thought back into the deepest corner of my mind.I tried everything. Making him breakfast to trying to engage with any kind of conversation, forcing small smiles even when my lips quivered. In last six months, I had done everything to make sure I was the wife he needed. My hands often hovered, unsure where to rest, my voice careful, restrained. But it felt like I wasn't someone important enough to get attention. Each dismissal, each silence, chipped away at something

Last Updated : 2026-01-10

Divorce Papers

Aurelia,Suddenly, time moved so fast that I couldn’t even breathe properly. Just yesterday, at this very hour, Dad was talking to me, asking me to cook his favorite porridge. Today, he wasn’t there. Only his lifeless body lay still, alone, unmoving, as if the warmth had been drained out of the world with him.I barely managed to put on the black dress. It clung to my curves, squeezing me so tightly it felt like it was suffocating me. I had never hated the color black this much before. The fabric pressed against my chest, making every breath shallow, every inhale feel like a struggle.Just as I wiped the tears from my face, a knock on the door made me turn. Mrs. Windsor stood there. Justin’s mother.I didn’t know she had been informed.“My sweetheart,” she whispered, rushing toward me and pulling me into her arms. “I am so sorry.”She held me tightly, rubbing my back as if she could soothe the ache lodged deep inside my chest. My lips trembled despite my effort to keep them still. A b

Last Updated : 2026-01-12

A husband by name only

Justin,"Boss. This is the last meeting. Are you—!""Clear up the schedule. We are going to visit… her father!"The words left my mouth sharply, clipped, as if saying them slower might force me to think more than I wanted to.What was her name again?The realization crept in quietly, like an itch under the skin."Whose?" Finn looked at me with confusion, his brows pulling together slightly.My jaw clenched as I stood up, the chair scraping faintly against the floor. I forgot her name. Well, I never knew her name from the beginning. My tongue pressed against the roof of my mouth before I forced the words out. "My wife's…"Finn's expression shifted into something I couldn't name. His lips parted as if he wanted to speak, then pressed together again. He placed the device on the table with deliberate care. "Boss, I have already informed you that Miss Wren's father died on the day we had to attend the international business meeting with BLWD Corporations."My fingers froze mid-air, hoverin

Last Updated : 2026-01-13

A reason to stay

Justin,The room was tidy and quiet when I stepped in. The scent of lavender and jasmine hit my nostrils, reminding me of my own bedroom. The day after we got married, I noticed that calm scent which wasn’t mine. And I didn’t hate it. Best, it actually made me sleep better.When I stepped further into the room, I noticed her, tucked under the blanket, her face half hidden beneath it, breathing softly and steadily.This was the very first time I noticed her face. She was indeed attractive. This woman was my wife, a family I had been neglecting. I had no face to show. Guilt and shame ate at me as I sat on the edge of the bed.The dimly lit room didn’t look dim as light peeked in through the translucent curtains. The light directly hit her face.There were creases on her forehead, a frown that announced her exhaustion and heartbreak, and that pale, sickly expression somehow stabbed my heart.Maybe it was guilt. Maybe…My fingers reached her forehead as a few strands of hair lay stuck to

Last Updated : 2026-01-14

All Chapters of Billionaire's Relentless Pursue: Regret After Divorce : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Marriage of Loneliness

Choosing myself

Divorce Papers

A husband by name only

A reason to stay