Dear Husband, I Want this Marriage no More의 모든 챕터: 챕터 161 - 챕터 170

Fashion Week was over. Thankfully. Aaron and I were over, too, and somehow that hurt more than anything.Although there has been no proper communication between us. I had lost contact with him since I stepped foot into New York, and I knew I should call him; after all, he had claimed to be very busy with work.Still, a small part of me, the logical one, argued against it. Calling him or engaging in any sort of camaraderie will only ignite this…thing between us. He had expressly stated he didn’t believe in relationships, so falling for him was out of the question.Which meant I had to practice restraint, and I wasn’t good at restraint.It was a horrible habit of mine. It was why I took a long time to let go of exes even when they had hurt me and why I kept crawling back to them until I had no more dignity.I was determined to change, determined to practice this restraint that I was in dire need of, and what better place to practice it than with Raina?I stood in front of Raina’s estate

Unfortunately, the one week of freedom was quick to elapse. I had literally fallen sick at the thought of being thrown back to the chaos that was my life, but I couldn’t hide here anymore.Staying with Raina this time, however, was different. We had fewer butting heads than we usually do and had bonded over common ground. The vacation was beyond refreshing, but it was time to go back to my world.Speaking of going back, I had not heard from Aaron since I left Paris. I know I also contributed to it, but it was unlike him to leave me in the loop, and I was considering breaking my rules of not contacting a man.It was one that had been set in place when I was almost turning into a rag doll for a man when all he ever wanted to do was play with my heart.So now, I always waited for them to reach out.I threw myself to work, to the delight of Jamie. Production for my Vogue August edition would be starting in three weeks, and I needed to be fully prepared.We sat in a room with everyone: the

In a bid to forget about Aaron, Martin had become my new plaything, much to the dislike of Anna. I had concluded she was only irritated because she was away from Hale, and watching me with Martin didn’t help. However, she was too proud to admit it, too damn stubborn to call him, and no matter how I tried to intervene, she was set in her ways, so I just let it be. Hale would most likely be coming here anytime soon, so I had to enjoy what the island had to offer. And speaking of enjoyment, Martin was not exactly bad; he was a sport to be with, and we have been talking regularly. On this day, I woke up earlier than usual, trying to tie up loose ends at work. I had a video call with Jamie; I had to give him a raw picture of my face as he was actively monitoring it for any breakout or blemish. Then I began sorting through mail, passing some to Jamie for an appropriate response. After which, I scheduled most of what I needed to post and even managed to film a bit of the travel blog

Chaos, disaster, damnation. That was all I could describe my life to be right now.I had crumpled to the floor, too overwhelmed by everything that was happening to me.Why me? Why now? Why this moment when everything was getting aligned, when I had gotten to the height of my career? I was about to shoot for Vogue. How would they even consider me again?Everyone knew that there was no coming back from a sexual harassment scandal, especially in the context of rape.“Why?” I cried out whilst trying to ignore the stream of notifications that had been pouring out.I closed my eyes, trying to sleep; maybe I could escape from this illusion or wake up from this horrid dream, but it plagued me even from closed lids.The fact that he had chosen to lie and not only that, but also taken pictures without my consent, should have been enough to raise eyebrows, but because I was a celebrity, of course, my human rights were nonexistent.I released a shaky breath, refusing to cry. It was worthless shed

Touching down in New York was a quiet affair, but I wasn’t ready to face anyone. I was high, a front I used to bury my emotions in, and thankfully for that.Even though I could feel Jamie’s disappointed gaze, I had failed to care. Instead, I inhaled the pungent air so peculiar to New York, and I exhaled, a little snake on my lips.It was good to be back home.I was whisked into the car before I could even get a bit of fresh air, and the car began to move towards the direction I hoped was my house.“Kim?” Jamie called, his face set in a perpetual state of disappointment. It was becoming annoying now, but I had pretended it was his neutral face, and I was going to go with that.“What?” I snapped, rolling my eyes. Yes, it had happened. Yes, I fucked up, but can they give me a fucking break?I was only human; I was bound to make mistakes.“We are going to need a formal statement so we can begin the process of clearing your name, so I will be calling the lawyer. I would give you some momen