All Chapters of The Wife He Divorced Became A Billionaire Heiress : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Amelia pov I couldn't hear anything.The divorce agreement trembled in my hands. I stared at Damian as if he had suddenly become a stranger.Maybe he always had been,maybe I simply spent three years refusing to see the truth."I want a divorce."His words echoed repeatedly inside my head.I swallowed hard,the lump in my throat hurt."Why?" I asked. My voice sounded weak.I needed an answer,I deserved one.Three years had to be worth an explanation,Damian's expression remained unchanged."I don't think this marriage should continue." He said. "Was that meant to be an answer?" I asked.I looked directly into his eyes. "Why?" I asked again.My voice was firmer this time and his gaze met mine and neither of us looked away."We were never compatible." He said. The words landed like another blow.Compatible,was that all? Three years reduced to a single word?I stared at him in disbelief. "That's it?"His jaw tightened slightly. "What answer are you looking for?" He said.I felt tears gat

Amelia pov The realization that I lost before the marriage even began settled heavily in my chest,strangely, it hurt less than I expected because I finally understood.Normally, I blamed myself,maybe I wasn't beautiful enough, I wasn't interesting enough or I wasn't enough.Now I knew the truth,it was never about me.Damian entered our marriage carrying another woman's name in his heart. How the hell was I supposed to compete with that?I couldn't,what words existed for a marriage like ours?A marriage built on obligation,a marriage held together by one person's love,a marriage already dead long before anyone admitted it.Finally, I looked down at the divorce papers. The pages felt heavier now as if they carried the weight of every disappointment from the last three years."Does she know?" My voice sounded distant,almost detached.Damian frowned slightly."Know what?""That you're still in love with her."His expression remained unreadable."Yes,she knows," he said. Of course she kne

Amelia's POVThe line went dead,I stood frozen beside Lily's car with the phone still pressed on my ear, staring at nothing. The night air was cold but I couldn't feel it. I couldn't feel anything except the slow, terrible process of understanding what had just happened.Sophia Laurent called me within minutes of me signing those divorce papers, that woman had picked up a phone and called me personally to gloat."How." Lily's voice came out low and dangerous beside me. Her eyes were fixed on my phone, her expression completely still in a way that was far more frightening than her earlier fury. "How did she know?"I lowered the phone slowly. "Someone told her.""Someone told her." Lily repeated the words carefully, like she was turning each one over in her mouth. Then she looked up at the mansion. Her gaze swept across every lit window, every shadow behind the glass. "Someone inside that house picked up a phone the second you signed those papers and called Sophia Laurent."The realiza

Amelia's POVLily answered, "Hello?" Her voice came out carefully, the way it did whenever she wasn't sure what she was walking into.A brief pause followed on the other end.Then, "Is my granddaughter with you?"The voice was exactly as I remembered. Lily looked at me. I nodded once.She held the phone out.I took it slowly, "Amelia." He already knew it was me."Grandfather." My voice came out steadier than I expected.A short silence passed between us. Then he asked, simply and quietly, "Have you finally come home?"I don't know why those particular words broke me open when nothing else had managed to,but something about my grandfather's voice, that calm and unhurried voice asking if I had finally come home, reached somewhere deep inside my chest and pulled.The tears came without warning."Amelia." His voice dropped slightly.I pressed my free hand over my mouth and tried to breathe through it. Lily was beside me instantly, her hand firm on my back, saying nothing, just there."I

Amelia's POVI stared at the folder without touching it.The words “rightful successor” still hung in the air, heavy and unfamiliar, like a language I had once spoken fluently but hadn't practiced in years."Grandfather." I said slowly. "I can't."His expression didn't change. "Can't, or won't?""Both, maybe." I shook my head and reached for my tea, more for something to hold than any actual desire to drink it. "I haven't sat in a boardroom. I don't know the current market, I don't know our competitors, I don't even know who's running half our departments anymore.""Those are details." He said calmly. "Details can be learned.""It's not just details." My voice rose slightly, frustration bleeding through. "I spent three years being Damian Blackwood's wife. That was my entire occupation. Attending galas. Smiling at the right moments. Making sure his houseguests were comfortable." I set the cup down harder than I intended. "I forgot how to be anything else."My grandfather watched me car