บททั้งหมดของ Be Mine Again, Dear Wife: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

“Name your price. How much would you accept to divorce Malakai and get lost?"Harper stared at the tall, fair-skinned woman in a snug-fitting red dress standing before her. She looked out of place in the large supermarket, dressed like someone who belonged on the runway."Excuse me?" Harper said, her voice soft but steady.The woman smiled as she lifted her sunglasses, inspecting Harper the way one would examine an item they were deciding whether to discard."You heard me," she said, blowing invisible dust off the lens before sliding it back on. "Let's not make things complicated."Harper's heart thudded hard. She shifted slightly, angling the stroller closer to her body. Her six-month-old son slept peacefully inside, blissfully unaware of the tension simmering in the air."I think you have me confused with someone else," Harper replied. "Please go on your way."She turned the stroller, already moving to leave. She didn't want a scene. She was too tired for one."Harper." The w

"Are you sure about this, Harp?" Anne asked her best friend through the phone. She had known Harper since childhood and had stood by her through everything. The hit-and-run that took her adopted parents. The depression that followed. The justice that never came because the driver was protected by wealth."Yes, I'm sure. I want a divorce. On my own terms," Harper replied firmly. "I want it done as soon as possible.""Fine. I will prepare everything right away. Take care, Harp."The line went dead, and Harper exhaled, feeling like a heavy weight had just been lifted off her shoulders.She stood in the corner of the garden where the memorial was being held, watching 'Maddie' and Malakai. They seemed to be deeply engrossed in a conversation. She no longer cared about what they were talking about. Her days as the wife of Malakai Blackwell were numbered. She had done enough.Straightening her shoulders, she turned and started to walk away, her head held high. Her phone vibrated, and

“Of course I won't miss the gala. No, Dad. You don't have to get me a dress," Harper said, her phone pressed to her ear, her cheeks stained pink. Her heels clicked softly against the polished floor as she crossed the lobby of Hemsworth General, her white coat folded neatly over her arm. The name badge clipped to her brown blazer caught the light when she stopped at the security desk.Dr. Harper Blackwell.Her fingers brushed the badge unconsciously as she stepped into the elevator, the doors sliding shut with a muted thud."Alright, Dad. See you later," she said, and the line went dead.Harper released a sigh, staring at the wall of the elevator, her thoughts clouding her mind.“Are we moving houses because Daddy doesn't love us anymore?”Summer's small voice echoed in her head.Harper had frozen then.“We're just changing places, sweetheart,” she'd finally said, stroking Summer's hair. "Sometimes adults need new beginnings."Summer had nodded, clearly unconvinced. Harper d