All Chapters of I Divorced the Vampire Who Never Loved Me — Now He’s on His Knees Begging: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Elena's POVFrom the day I walked into the Blackthorne mansion in my wedding dress, I knew one thing.I didn't belong here.The servants bowed with their eyes lowered, never meeting my gaze. The nights held no warmth, no light — only endless darkness.And I was the only one who needed the sun. Fragile, lost, clinging to my vampire husband.Four years of marriage, and I had poured everything I had into fitting in — hand-picking Lucien's suits and ties, managing every mundane detail of his life.And Lucien, to his credit, had never treated me badly. He was gentle. Considerate. Always the perfect gentleman."If you want to continue at the medical school, I'll arrange it."His tone was calm, the same as always.That day, I stood in the doorway of his study, certain he would refuse.But he simply glanced up from the mountain of paperwork on his desk — just for a second."Your life doesn't have to be defined by this marriage. Whatever you want to do, you're free to do it."His expression was

Elena's POVSeraphina was there at dinner that evening.She sat beside Lucien — relaxed, elegant, as if that seat had always been hers.I barely touched my steak before making an excuse to leave. I'd been spending all my time in the medical lab lately. I smelled like disinfectant and had no appetite.I was done watching the two of them chat like I wasn't there, building a world I could never enter.But Lucien noticed something was off. He stopped me."Elena, you've been emotionally unstable lately."I froze, then forced myself to sit back down. "Have I?"He glanced at me, then told the maid to cut my steak into smaller pieces. His voice was as level and cool as ever."You've been avoiding me since our anniversary. Haven't you?"I stared at the sliced meat on my plate, and for a moment, a wave of nausea hit me so hard I couldn't eat."If you're upset because I overlooked our anniversary, I apologize."He watched me with that flawless composure — every word, every gesture, completely bey

Elena's POVTwo days later, I moved out of Lucien's castle. I didn't have much luggage, so I managed with just a dorm room on campus.My life no longer revolved around Lucien. Everything seemed to return to the way it used to be.After I signed the papers in his study that night, I didn't see Lucien again. But when I walked out the front door with my bags, I could have sworn I felt eyes on my back the whole way down the drive.My transfer application to the European research institute came through quickly. Once my internship at Central Hospital was finished, I could board a plane and leave this city behind.This was something I had always wanted to do. My advisor had pushed the recommendation through the moment she heard what happened, and the whole process was wrapped up inside a week.I stayed busy, the same as before — only now, I didn't have to rush through my work to get home early. The pace actually felt easier.I threw myself into my research. Without the weight of a failing mar

Elena's POVFate has a way of finding the worst possible moment to twist the knife.At the elevator, I ran straight into the two people I never wanted to see again.Seraphina was nestled against Lucien's chest, glowing, with an ultrasound report in her hand.Lucien saw me and went rigid. For a split second, he seemed to push Seraphina away — but stopped halfway.He wanted to explain. I could see it on his face. But I just stared at the floor numbers ticking by on the display, giving him nothing.They had pressed the button for the upper floors. Probably going to preview the birthing suite."Elena! What a coincidence, running into you here."Seraphina bounced over, bright and cheery, her smile radiant."I know the doctor already checked, but I'm still a little worried. Would you mind taking a look?"She held out the ultrasound report.Lucien clearly knew this was out of line. His expression darkened, and he opened his mouth to stop her.But I took the report. Calmly. Read every word.Th

Lucien's POVI didn't remember how I left that room.The television was still on, the news cycling through details of the explosion, but I couldn't process a single word. Only one name, looping over and over in my skull.Elena Vale.It couldn't be.There were countless people with the same name. Elena was common enough, and Vale was her maiden name — she'd taken mine when we married. She wouldn't be on that list.I stood there, forcing myself to think clearly, to sort through the logic. Reason told me it was a coincidence. A meaningless overlap.Elena couldn't possibly be at a research institute across the ocean. She had everything here — the path I'd laid out for her, the resources, the life. Even divorced, she could have continued on perfectly well.But then I remembered the last look she gave me.That calm. That quiet relief.The kind of expression someone wears when they've said goodbye to everything.My breath hitched.I grabbed my coat and was out the door before I even knew I'd