All Chapters of The Wrong Bride Returns: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Olivia’s PovI didn't care to listen to Nathan. I had realized he was too nonchalant. Imagine knowing the truth but he watched me suffer the pain of guilt and not feeling seen. He didn't tell his mother about it. His mother still sees Jessica as a victim and me the devil. Even now. "Maya, I have nothing to say or do." My voice was flat and empty. Like someone had drained all the life out of me. "If in the next one week, he doesn't grant me the divorce, I am dragging his lying ass to court. Period." My face was serious now.Maya's face broke into a wide grin. Her eyes lit up like someone had switched on a light inside her. "That's my girl. We are right behind you. Right Danny?"Danny was still standing by the door. He walked toward me and he placed his hands on my shoulders. His fingers squeezed my shoulder gently. His face was serious, but there was something warm behind his eyes. "That's the Olivia I know. The one who doesn't take bullshit from anyone. Maya is right. We are right be

Nathan's PovI waited. After some minutes, my phone buzzed.Olivia: "There's nothing to talk about. Plus, you are bugging me Nathan."I stared at the screen. My eyes were burning.I typed back. "There is. Please. Just give me a chance."She didn't respond.I waited. I waited until my eyes were too heavy to keep open so I slept.The next morning, I was in my study. My coffee was hot. My eyes were red. My heart felt heavy. I couldn't even concentrate. Then my phone buzzed. A text.Olivia: "I need you to sign the divorce papers. Today."I stared at the screen. My heart stopped.I typed back. "What?"Olivia: "Today, Nathan. Or I am taking you to court."I stared at the words. My hands were shaking. My eyes were burning.I typed back. "Can I see you? Just once. To say goodbye."Olivia: "Fine. At noon. The park. Don't be late."I stared at the screen. My heart was pounding.I typed back. "I'll be there."I put the phone down and put my head in my hands.I brought my head up and laughed. It

Nathan’s PovMy phone rang and it was my PA who I asked to wait for me in my private villa. I picked as I walked to Dr. Reid's office. “Hello Silas.” My voice was flat.– “Sir Nathan, your mother is here demanding to see you . She thinks you are deliberately ignoring her. She is causing a terrible wreck over here.”“Leave her. I am busy. I will call her when I am done.”I could hear my mother's voice over the phone. I couldn't care less. She was just trying to manipulate me to do what she wanted. I wasn't going to fall for that."Why did you stay silent Mr. Hayes?"Dr. Reid's voice was calm and steady. Very professional. It cut through the silence of the room like a scalpel. She squinted her eyes as she looked at me.I shifted and cleared my throat then I adjusted my tie. It's been three weeks since I started coming here. Three weeks of talking. Three weeks of digging. Three weeks of facing things I thought I had buried so deep I thought they were gone."Because I was scared," I said

Nathan’s Pov"Dad! Dad! You won't believe what my ears just heard!"Jessica burst through the front door with her voice ringing through the house like a bell. Her blonde hair was bouncing with each step. Her eyes were wide and sparkling with something that looked almost manic.Richard Morgan looked up from his laptop. His brow furrowed. "My princess. What did you hear? What is it?"She ran to him and grabbed his hands. She pulled him to his feet. "Nathan agreed daddy! He signed the divorce papers! He's finally letting go of the wench of a girl !"Richard's face changed. The tension in his shoulders melted. A rare smile spread across his lips. "They are getting divorced? He signed?""Yes! Patricia just called me. She said it's done. The papers are signed. Olivia is out of our lives for good." She snapped her fingers as she spoke.Richard laughed and pulled Jessica into a hug. "That's my girl. That's my smart, beautiful girl."Jessica pulled back. Her eyes were gleaming like a cat who h

Olivia’s Pov"Ms. Morgan. Thank you for coming."The executive stood up from his chair. He was tall. Gray hair. Expensive looking black suit. His handshake was firm. "Mr. Whitmore." I shook his hand with a smile too. "Thank you for the invitation. I feel honoured.""Please. Sit." He gestured to a chair.I sat. The conference room was large. Floor to ceiling windows. View of downtown Seattle. The table was long. Mahogany. The chairs were leather. Everything screamed money.I had dressed for this. Black blazer. Tailored. Silk blouse underneath. High waisted trousers. Burgundy heels. I left my hair falling over my shoulders. Simple and elegant. I looked like I belonged.My heart was steady. My mind was clear. I was here for business. Nothing else."Soledad Designs has caught our attention," Mr. Whitmore said. "Your work is impressive. Your vision is fresh. We believe a partnership would benefit both parties.""I'm listening." My voice was calm and professional.He nodded. "Hayes Technol