All Chapters of Ex-husband's Fight for Redemption: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Betty: One day, I found out my husband, Jayson Blackwood, was having an affair. It wasn’t shocking in the way betrayal is supposed to be. Jayson had never treated me right, not once in the entire year we’d been married. Ours wasn’t a love story that led to marriage. It was a contract marriage. A carefully negotiated alliance between two powerful families, signed with vows neither of us truly meant. Still knowing and seeing are two different things. I have always known there was a part of him I could never reach. A part that didn’t belong to me. A part that was never mine to begin with. But reading that message on his phone made it real in a way I couldn’t ignore anymore. It wasn’t just emotional distance or cold indifference. It was betrayal. And somehow, it hurt more than I ever imagined it would. Today is his birthday. And today I will finally see her. The woman who has what I never could. The woman who made his heart beat. I spent the entire day making preparatio

“Let’s get a divorce,” I said. For a moment, he didn’t react. Then he chuckled as if I had just told a joke. He wasn't sure I understood myself. “Because you found out Jewel is back, you want to threaten me with a divorce?” he asked, his tone laced with mockery, his lips curling into that familiar smirk that had once made my heart flutter. Now it just made something inside me go cold. I smile at him calmly. He really thinks this lowly of me? If I had wanted to threaten him from the beginning, he wouldn’t have dared to celebrate his birthday with another woman. He wouldn’t have been bold enough to parade his love for someone else right in front of me, like I was invisible or like I was nothing. “I have many ways to threaten you,” I said, my voice too controlled for the storm raging inside me. “But actually, I don’t want to be the villain in my own story.” My fingers curled slightly at my sides, nails pressing into my palm as I held myself together. “I’m done being in

Jay: I’m happy Betty finally said we should get a divorce. I've always wanted to hear it from her after a long time. I walk inside my room, loosening my tie. The contract says she had to be the one to file for it. That was one of the conditions her father insisted on before signing that deal with my stepfather. Back then, it felt like a trap I willingly walked into. Now it feels like freedom handed to me on a silver platter. Even though I'm excited, the truth is I never treated Betty right. Not even once. I exhale slowly, running a hand through my hair as I walk further into the room. My eyes drift absentmindedly across the space, but my mind isn’t here. It’s stuck somewhere between the past and the present, tangled in memories I don’t want to fully face. Betty didn’t deserve to be treated wrongly. She was kind to me actually. Betty is the kind of woman who would wake up early just to make sure everything in the house ran smoothly, who would wait for me even when I came ho