Lahat ng Kabanata ng Divorced By My Cold Husband, I Returned As A CEO: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

“Sign here,” he said calmly, but firm.He pushed the divorce papers across the table.The young, gentle-looking woman across from him froze. She slowly picked them up, staring in disbelief. She had never imagined that this marriage would come to an end.Gathering what little strength she had left, she asked in a broken voice, as if the papers could magically turn from divorce papers into a land title,“What’s this, Victor?”Victor clenched his fingers tightly.“Look, Elara,” he said, lifting his gaze to meet hers straight, emotionless.“I didn’t want this marriage in the first place,” Victor said firmly . “It was my father who kept pushing me into it.”Elara listened, pain spreading through her entire body. She fully understood what he meant she just didn’t want to accept the reality.He continued, his voice steady.“That’s why, in all these five years, we slept in separate bedrooms. Even the marriage contract itself showed there was no falling in love.”He didn’t pause.“That should

The man asked, “Are you John Blare’s daughter?”Elara was shocked that someone actually knew her father. She nodded her head, unable to hide her disbelief.Then the young man asked, “Dad, do you know her father?”“Yes,” he nodded.Then he looked at Elara. “I am Mark Williams. I was a friend to your father. He always mentioned his daughter, showing me her little picture in his wallet…”Elara looked concerned. It was true her Daddy had that little picture of her in his wallet.“We went to the military together,” he added calmly, “and he once saved my life. I was deeply sad when he had an accident and died.”Elara looked hurt, the reminder of her father’s death piercing her heart the only family she had left after her mother’s passing.“And when I came to visit your old house, you were nowhere to be found! What happened?” the man asked.Sara sighed, the weight of her life pressing down on her. It had not been kind. Even after she had got married to the man she had grown to love , he had

After Elara’s death, as Victor and everyone else had thought, his life was never the same. Things only worsened when his father discovered she had died after divorcing her; he blamed Victor relentlessly, a weight that pressed on him without mercy. When his father found out that Victor was going to marry Serene, a new girl he barely knew, Victor’s father snapped. When Elara ran away from home, she started working as a waitress. That’s how she met Victor's father . Elara had taken him to the hospital when she found him in his car crying in pain due to a sudden pressure attack , and, as a reward for her kindness, Victor’s father promised Elara to set her up with his son. Victor was hesitant because he loved someone else but his father insisted, wanting to instill responsibility in him, finally Victor agreed, though he had made his own rules that they followed in their marriage. Victor’s father had always loved Elara , and her death hurt him deeply. In his eyes, Victor was guilty. T

Victor quickly started the engine and drove off before anyone could notice him.His grip tightened on the steering wheel, disappointment settling heavily in his chest. For a brief moment, he had truly believed she was Elara.But the child.The man.That peaceful family scene.It all seemed to confirm what she had claimed — she was Zara Williams, not the broken woman he once knew.He drove aimlessly until he found a quiet place to park. Turning off the engine, he leaned back in his seat and let out a long, exhausted sigh.Maybe he had been wrong.Maybe he had only seen what he wanted to see.Just as he was about to start the car again, his phone buzzed.A message from his assistant.Sir, Mrs. Zara Williams has lived in the USA for most of her life. There is no record linking her to the identity of Elara.Several photos followed.Victor opened them one by one.In the pictures, Elara’s lookalike stood beside Julian, dressed in a graduation gown, smiling confidently at the camera. The cap

When Victor finally left, the tension in the room slowly dissolved.Julian turned to Elara, his expression softening. “I hope I wasn’t too violent back there,” he said politely, searching her face. “I’m sorry if I overreacted.”Elara shook her head gently. “No, Julian. It’s okay. I understand where you’re coming from.” Her eyes hardened slightly. “He doesn’t deserve anything.”Her tone was cold. Final.Julian studied her carefully. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice calm but concerned.“Yes… of course,” she replied.But she didn’t look okay.There was something unsettled in her eyes a storm she was trying desperately to suppress.Victor knowing that the child was his…That changed everything.Julian noticed the tension she was trying to hide. After a brief pause, he spoke lightly, attempting to ease the heaviness.“I’ll come back during lunch. I’m taking you out.”Elara blinked, surprised by the warmth in his voice. A small smile curved her lips.“I’d be happy to go with you.”“Good