All Chapters of Outgrowing Love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

As soon as I said that, there was a brief silence on the other end of the call. Then, my husband, Sean Larson, spoke again, his tone edged with impatience.“Andrea, can you be a little more rational? I told you, the wedding with Brit is just for show. Besides, I promised I’d make it up to you later and hold another wedding. Can’t you be patient? Can’t you wait a little longer?“Do you really want to force things into the open? If people find out Brit got pregnant before marriage and was abandoned by some man, they’ll mock her and call her a tramp. Am I supposed to stand and watch as her parents kill both her and the baby?”Listening to his self-righteous rant, I stood at the court entrance and let out a sarcastic laugh. Sean and I had registered our marriage seven years ago, but we never held a wedding and never made it public.Back then, he had just poured everything he had into starting his law firm. He couldn’t afford a house or a car, and he couldn’t give me a real wedding. All

As soon as I connected the call as instructed by the staff, Sean’s furious voice exploded from the other end.“Andrea, have you had enough?” he snapped. “You leaked the call recording in the group chat, and now Brit is being cyberbullied so badly that she’s hospitalized. She almost lost the baby. Is that not enough for you?“And now you’ve hired someone to pose as a court staff, saying you want to file for divorce? Do you have any idea how Brit feels? When she heard about it, she felt so guilty that she almost jumped off a building to make up for it. Do you have to push her to death before you’re satisfied?”Listening to his agitated accusations, I finally understood. It wasn’t that he hadn’t received the court’s notice. He had simply assumed the divorce hearing notice was another one of my pranks.Snapping back to my senses, I immediately shot back, “Brittany deliberately spread rumors about me and framed me, and you said it was my fault. Now that public opinion is turning against

Late at night, inside a private room, my best friend, Faye, had been absentmindedly tracing the lines of someone’s abs, but she suddenly seemed to remember something. She quickly pulled out her phone, checked the time, and asked cautiously, “Andy, you haven’t reported your whereabouts to Sean for almost three hours now. Aren’t you afraid he’ll get angry?”Seeing the hesitation in her eyes, I couldn’t help but let out a self-deprecating smile.Back when Sean and I had just started dating in university, he told me that because of his family history, he feared and hated betrayal more than anything. He wanted me to keep him updated on my whereabouts every day so he could feel at ease. I pitied him, so I chose to comply. Even if I were just stepping out of the dorm to buy daily necessities at the supermarket, I would tell him immediately.At the time, I thought that by cooperating like this, I could slowly soothe his wounded, sensitive heart. However, the truth was, his suspicion and n

This little suburban villa was a home with a yard that Sean specifically chose after the law firm started turning a profit, just to satisfy my love of growing flowers, plants, and fruit.Whenever work exhausted me, I would look at everything I had planted with my own hands. Watching them grow always made the fatigue disappear. When the fruit ripened, Sean and I would sit in the yard together, watching TV shows and eating freshly picked fruit. Those quiet, warm moments were rare.Now, the strawberries that had just ripened were ripped out by the roots, thrown aside, and trampled into the dirt. The garden beds had also been flattened and replaced with a newly installed hanging swing. The tree I planted two years ago had been cut clean in half, chopped into pieces, and hauled away. Even the orchids I used for decoration were all gone, replaced with bright, showy peonies.I rushed forward and demanded an explanation from the workers. That was when I found out it was all Sean’s order. Ju

Seeing the resignation letter on my phone, Sean froze for a second. Then, he let out a light laugh, clearly unconcerned.“Resigned? Andrea, I’ve never approved your resignation. Just to make me angry, you’re even resorting to photoshopping something like this now?”At his side, Brittany quickly stepped forward, looping her arm through his. Her eyes were slightly red as she said, “Sean, don’t blame Andrea. She must’ve gotten jealous seeing that we’re taking a family photo. That’s why she made a fake resignation letter to shake you.”As she spoke, she turned to me, looking pitiful and fragile.“Andrea, if you really can’t stand me, I can leave right now with my parents. But please don’t joke about your career just to upset Sean. Faking documents is illegal.”Hearing that, the disgust in Sean’s eyes deepened.“Andrea, look at her. Brit is more mature and sensible than you! We’ve been married for seven years. When did you become a woman who would do anything for attention?”Watching