All Chapters of Dear Husband, I Want this Marriage no More: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

I was slowly getting used to the house, well, as much as I possibly could. It wasn’t so bad being alone, and once I had figured out my feeding and cleaning routine, it was a breeze.Although the house was definitely too big to be the only occupant, anything was better than going back there.However, it was beyond crazy Davy had not sought me out. After all he had done to prevent me from leaving, I thought he would come banging on my door, demanding I come back.Or worse, move in with me. I wouldn’t put it past him to do such things.However, I found the new atmosphere peaceful, maybe a little too peaceful, but it was necessary for me for my next phase of life.So I started doing things I would never dare to do: jogging. I was never a fitness freak or anything of the likes. Whoever created me must have known and decided to grant me a good metabolism, and I believed I had reached an equilibrium weight.However, I found myself waking up early, dressing, and taking a light jog all over th

The café was quieter than I had expected it to be for a Tuesday afternoon. Soft music played from the speakers, the smell of roasted coffee beans hung in the air, and I inhaled deeply, letting it seep into my system.I sat near the window, my fingers tightly wrapped around a mug, inhaling the richness of my coffee, yet my eyes were fixed on the entrance as I watched the door for any movement.I had finally summoned enough courage to begin the divorce process, but now as I sat, waiting for the lawyer, nerves prickled under my skin, my pulse racing.Taking a sip of my mug, I tried to relax, focusing on the reason I was doing this. I had chosen this, called him, and even paid the legal fee; surely there was nothing to be nervous about.That was another reason I had insisted on meeting here first. His office would have felt too formal, way too intimidating. But sitting in this café, with green vegetation just outside the window, made me feel like I still had some control over the situatio

I jumped, startled, as I heard the knock on the door, and my vision became blurry, my mind conjuring all sorts of things that could happen to me.The knock came again, so furious that I curled up on the floor, resigning to fate.“Anna, open up; it is me.”W-what?My brain flared to life, piecing together the voice that was no doubt Davy. I had been so paralyzed with fear since after I called. “D-Davy?” I called gingerly, my voice shaking, praying it was true. I had seen movies where stalkers mimicked a loved one’s voice.“Red baby, it is me. Open up.”“Davy,” I repeated again, repeating it under my breath even as I tried to rise up. I had remained on the floor, my mind a danger zone as I waited for Davy, and now he was here.With shaky hands, I unlocked the door, opening it just a little to peek. I only needed to get a view of his face before relief crashed on me, and I opened it wide.“Davy,” I cried, rushing to meet him, and he held out his arms. I didn’t even think before I ran in

“Gia, Leonard,” I rushed towards them, hugging them one after the other. “Gosh, I have missed you both,” I sighed into their embrace.“And we have missed you both,” they said at the same time, almost as if they had rehearsed it, and we all burst into laughter.“How was the trip?” Gia asked, sitting on the stool close to me. “The doctor said you had to travel.”I blinked, taken aback. That was news to me, but if that was the lie he had told them, I had no choice but to back it up.“Amazing! Hawaii was so beautiful that I was almost contemplating never coming back.”“Ha.” They both laughed. “Like the doctor would ever allow it.”I managed a little smile, then turned to Leonard. “How is fatherhood going? I must say, you both made a beautiful girl.”His smile widened at the compliment, the sides of his eyes crinkling. "Fatherhood has been a blessing. I didn’t think I could be this happy.”I nodded, not at all understanding why he couldn’t get happiness from other things, but it was his ch

I thought the kiss was going to be hot, all steam and fire, probably with volcanoes erupting, seeing how long it had been. But it was none of that, only much more. It was tender; his fingers curled around my neck as he kissed me, his lips peppering light touches on mine, yet it was enough to stoke the flame inside of me. I moved even closer, his body heat enticing, and my fingers tangled in his hair, kissing him with everything I got. Our lips melded together, like we were made for each other, and the pleasure built as we explored each other, soft sounds escaping my lips. “Davy.” I sighed, completely surrendering to him, to this… bond between us. He responded in his own way, his tongue curling with mine, and fuck, the floodgates opened. I could taste him, the sweetness that was all him, the maleness only he could provide, and now I needed more. The kiss began to get more intense, his fingers leaving my jaw and running down the length of my arm. I trembled in his hold, in