All Chapters of Divorced By The Billionaire Husband Who wanted Me Back : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

88 Chapters

Chapter 1: I Was Never The One They Chose

Anna POV There is a kind of loneliness that does not come from being alone.It comes from being surrounded by people who have already decided you are temporary.I learned that truth three years into my marriage, on a night when my husband did not come home.Again.I sat in the quiet dining room of the Samuels residence, staring at a table set for two that had grown cold. The candles had burned halfway down, wax dripping like silent tears onto the expensive silver holders. I had lit them myself—an old habit I couldn’t let go of, even when hope had long learned to walk with a limp.Sam had promised he would be home by eight.It was nearly eleven.My phone lay beside my plate, screen dark, unmoving. No messages. No calls. I told myself not to check it again, but my fingers betrayed me anyway.Nothing.I smiled faintly, a reflex more than an emotion.Of course.I rose and beg

Chapter 2: The Silence That Followed

(Anna POV)The apartment felt emptier than usual, though I had lived here alone many times when Sam was away. This time, the silence wasn’t just absence—it was deliberate, a weight pressing into every corner, every wall. I poured myself a cup of coffee and watched the steam curl in the morning light, but it did nothing to warm the hollow inside me.I wanted to scream. I wanted to throw something across the room and watch it shatter, because maybe if something broke, I could release the ache that had been quietly eating me alive for years. But instead, I sat in the soft chair by the window and sipped, letting the bitterness of the coffee match the bitterness of my thoughts.Sam wasn’t here. Not physically, not emotionally. He hadn’t been home last night, and this morning, I hadn’t even received a text explaining why. Not a hint, not a word. Just the predictable, suffocating absence. I wondered if he even thought about me when he was away—or if I had already become invisible to him, lik

Chapter 3: Torn Between Two Worlds

Anna POV I didn’t know if I was angry or just… tired. The kind of exhaustion that seeps into your bones, making even simple decisions feel like impossible tasks. Sam had been home for only a few hours, barely enough to eat, change, and glance at me with polite distance, before leaving again on some boardroom errand or family obligation. I wondered sometimes if he even noticed the hollowness his absences left in me. My mother’s words echoed in my head, sharp and unrelenting. “You must protect yourself, Anna. Don’t let anyone take advantage of your heart.” She said it as if love were a commodity to be bartered, not a feeling to survive in silence. My father’s sighs, his furrowed brow, his constant, careful concern everything from my own family reminded me that I was always walking a tightrope, balancing what I wanted against what I was told to want. And then there was Sam’s family. I had learned quickly that the Samuels’ world operated on invisible rules I could never fully unde

Chapter 4: The Fall That Wasn't Mine

Anna POV I had never felt fear like this before not the kind that makes your chest tighten, your fingers tremble, your stomach sink into a pit that feels bottomless. And yet, here I was, standing frozen at the top of the grand staircase in Sam’s family mansion, staring at Claire lying on the cold marble floor, her eyes wide, lips slightly parted in shock but also… triumph. The sound of my own heartbeat was deafening. My mind screamed at me, but my body wouldn’t move. “I… I didn’t ” My voice cracked, faltering. I couldn’t even finish the sentence. How could I? How could I explain that I hadn’t touched her, hadn’t pushed her, hadn’t even thought of harming her? Claire laughed softly, the sound cruel and sweet at the same time. “Oh, Anna… are you really going to try and deny it? You were so angry. Everyone saw you glaring at me, pacing behind me. You practically shoved me.” I felt my knees weaken. She was twisting it, bending reality into a shape that painted me as the villain.

Chapter 5: Before The End( the night I forgot)

Anna POV I should have known something was wrong the moment he walked in. Sam was never the kind of man who apologized. Not like that. Not softly. Not with eyes that looked almost… desperate. And yet, there he was, standing in my living room like a stranger wearing his face. “Anna…” His voice dropped, low and careful. “I need to fix this. I made a mistake.” A mistake. The word should have made me angrier. It should have reminded me of everything he had done how easily he had believed lies about me, how quickly he had turned cold. But instead… I hesitated. Because a part of me weak and foolish still wanted to believe him. Still wanted him. “I shouldn’t have doubted you,” he continued, stepping closer. “I know that now.” There was something in his eyes. Something soft. But beneath it… Something sharp. I felt it. A small warning in my chest. I ignored it. That was my first mistake. “Sit,” he said gently, reaching for my hand. “Just tonight… forget

Chapter 6: Secret unraveled

I woke to the cold light of morning creeping through the blinds, but warmth—or the memory of it—still lingered in my skin. My body ached in ways I couldn’t name. Not just from the alcohol, not just from the vague weight of last night, but from something heavier, more insidious: a suspicion gnawing at me, a whisper that I was no longer safe in my own life, not even in my bed.I tried to remember the night, but it was like trying to recall a dream I’d barely woken from. Faces blurred. Voices merged. Hands that I had trusted… that I had wanted… suddenly seemed unfamiliar. And then the thought hit me like ice in my veins: what if it wasn’t Sam at all?Panic rose in my chest, sharp and cold. I had believed him, trusted him, maybe even still loved him in some foolish, desperate part of me. And all along… he had been lying. Deceiving me. Using me.I sat on the edge of the bed, the sheets falling around me like a shroud. My stomach churned—not from hangover alone—but from the fear that my lif

Chapter seven: The Man Behind the Door

I didn’t sleep that night.Not really.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw fragments. A shadow leaning over me. A voice whispering my name. Fingers brushing my cheek in a way that felt… gentle. Too gentle.It didn’t feel like Sam.And that terrified me more than if it had.Morning came like punishment. I sat at the dining table with cold tea in front of me, replaying everything over and over until my head throbbed.I remembered Sam pouring the wine.I remembered him watching me drink.I remembered him smiling.But what I couldn’t remember was him touching me the way I felt touched that night.Sam’s touch had always been controlled. Calculated. Even when we were intimate, there was distance. A restraint.But that night?The warmth felt… protective.Possessive.Almost desperate.That wasn’t Sam.My chest tightened.If it wasn’t Sam, then who was it?And how did they get into my room?My phone buzzed.A message from an unknown number.“Are you feeling better today?”My heart stopped.The

Chapter 8: The Truth That Breaths in the Dark

I didn’t answer him. Because I was afraid of the answer. “Do you really want to know?” His voice wasn’t threatening. It wasn’t cruel. It was careful. As if the truth would shatter something fragile inside me. I swallowed. “Yes.” He held my gaze. Then he stepped back. “Not yet.” My breath hitched. “What do you mean, not yet?” My voice cracked. “You come here, tell me my life is a lie, tell me my husband is dangerous, and now you say not yet?” His expression tightened. “If I tell you everything right now, you won’t be safe.” “I’m not safe already!” The words exploded out of me. He didn’t argue. He just watched me — like he was measuring something. Like he was calculating the risk of my existence. That terrified me more than anything. “Why were you in my house?” I demanded. He didn’t blink. “I wasn’t supposed to be.” The air grew heavy between us. “Then why were you?” His jaw flexed slightly. “Because your husband wasn’t there.” My pulse spiked. “You keep say

Chapter 9: The Name On the Card

The wind howled between the shipping container.Sam stood under the dock lights, hands in his coat pockets like he was attending a business meeting instead of orchestrating my breakdown.“You still don’t know who you slept with, do you?” he repeated.My stomach twisted violently.I turned toward the man beside me.His jaw tightened.“Don’t listen to him,” he said quietly.Sam smiled wider.“That’s interesting,” he said. “He won’t answer you either.”My voice came out barely steady.“Answer me.”The man beside me held my gaze.Then he did something unexpected.He reached into his coat and pulled out a black card.Sleek. Matte. Heavy.He held it out to me.For a second, I hesitated.Then I took it.My fingers felt numb as I looked down.A name.Embossed in silver.Lucas Vale.CEO — Vale International Holdings.My breath caught.Vale International.The name hit me like déjà vu.I had seen it before.In business magazines.In financial reports.In the portfolio documents Sam once left

Chapter 10: Shadows in the Night

The apartment felt different when I returned.Not the place I had left hours ago, not the safe haven I thought it had been.The air smelled faintly metallic, like the remnants of a storm, or the faint tang of something hidden. Something watched. I could feel it in the bones of the walls, in the corners where shadows refused to bend with the light.I closed the door behind me carefully, as if the act itself could seal away the chaos that followed me. My hands trembled. My stomach churned. Every step toward the bedroom felt like walking into a trap.The envelope Lucas had given me burned against my thigh. The hospital records. The proof. The lies I had been living for twenty-eight years were slowly crystallizing into reality, sharp and unforgiving. My parents weren’t my parents. My husband had been using me. And that night—the night I barely remembered—the person I had trusted most… may not have been the one who held me.I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers trembling, tracing the fo

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