Semua Bab He Divorced Me, Then Begged Me Back: Bab 1 - Bab 10

ANGEL It was only six in the morning, and I was already awake to start the chores. The bathroom floor was cold against my knees as I scrubbed the tiles with a brush. My hands burned, red and rough from soap and water, but I kept going. The strong scent of bleach stung my nose, and my eyes watered as I leaned closer to the floor. I wiped my face with the back of my forearm and continued, careful not to leave even a single corner untouched. From the moment I married my husband, my once-perfect life started to fall apart. My parents-in-law, the only people who treated me kindly, were almost always abroad. My husband left early for work and came home at night, so we barely saw each other. During the day, his siblings ruled the house, making sure I never forgot my place. Every command was a reminder that I did not belong there. Even so, I never complained. They were my husband’s family, and now they were mine as well. While I rinsed the tiles, voices drifted in from outside the bathro

ANGEL I sat on a sun lounger by the poolside, letting the warmth sink into my skin. Zenaida was not around today, which meant I was free to do whatever I wanted. I closed my eyes and breathed in slowly, enjoying the moment. For once, my mind was calm. Then I heard footsteps drawing closer. I did not bother opening my eyes. Suddenly, someone dived into the pool. Water splashed violently, drenching my clothes and face. I gasped as my eyes flew open. When I looked up, I saw George in the pool, grinning from ear to ear as if he had just pulled off something hilarious. I let out a tired sigh and chose to shrug it off. I did not want trouble anymore. I stood up and turned toward the house, ready to leave when his voice cut through the air. “Hey! Come here!” he called out. I stopped and glanced at him over my shoulder. “Me?” I asked, pointing at myself. He scowled, clearly irritated. “Is there anyone else around besides you?” I hesitated, then walked toward the pool at an unhurrie

ANGEL Gideon left soon after, so I widened the door and let them in. They moved carefully around the room, setting their things down, and guided me to sit in front of my vanity. “We’ll make you the prettiest woman tonight, okay?” the makeup artist assured me, her voice light and confident. A small chuckle slipped from my lips. As if that could really happen. No amount of makeup could do that, not when Amanda would be there. They began working on me, and I almost fell asleep as the brushes touched my face. They carefully covered my bruises with tone-up cream. It took them two hours before they finished up my hair and makeup. When they were finally done, they stepped aside and showed me the gown I would be wearing tonight. I did not waste any more time and slipped into it. I asked for their help as they fastened and adjusted it carefully. When they stepped back, I heard them gasp. “You’re so pretty,” the makeup artist breathed, eyes wide. “Oh my gosh. Is that really you?” the st

ANGEL As soon as Sean and I were left alone, restlessness crept in. I wanted Gideon close to me; the unfamiliar faces around me were so overwhelming. “You good?” Sean asked. He looked me over, clearly assessing. I forced a smile and nodded. “Yeah.” People kept approaching Sean, pulling him into conversations one after another, which only made me feel more out of place. I was probably the only one here who didn’t know anyone aside from my husband and his friend. This was so awkward. Where was Gideon, anyway? I thought he’d only be gone for a moment. Sean turned back to me. “I’m gonna talk to some people. You can walk around and meet new faces. Don’t listen to your husband,” he added. “Sure. Go ahead.” Soon enough, I was completely on my own. Time passed as I kept myself company. Boredom crept in, and my fingers fidgeted with my purse as my eyes searched the room for my husband. I regretted it the instant I saw him. My shoulders slumped, and my chest felt heavy when I spotted

GIDEON The night had caught up with me at the office, so I got home late. I parked in the garage and stepped out, my eyes sweeping the area, searching for the one who was always waiting for me after work. I let out a quiet sigh of relief when I didn’t see her. She might finally be coming to her senses. I just hoped she’d get completely tired and finally set me free. I went straight to my room and changed my clothes. Not long after, there was a knock. I opened the door to find Beth standing there. “Dinner’s ready, sir.” I nodded. “I’ll be down in a bit.” When I reached the dining room, both of my siblings were already seated, clearly waiting for me. I took my seat and served myself. Just as I was about to eat, one of the maids approached me. I looked up, one brow lifting. “Aren’t you gonna wait for your wife, sir?” she asked hesitantly. Zenaida snorted beside me, her annoyance obvious. “Why?” I asked coldly. “If she doesn’t want to eat, let her. It’s not my problem anymore.”