All Chapters of Divorce? Just Not Yet Darling!: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Bella's P.O.VI sat quietly, slicing a piece of meat on my plate because that was the least I could do: eat and remain irrelevant, as I've forcefully learned within these past years. I kept my eyes buried on my plate as I tried to ignore the pangs in my chest seeing how close together Linda and my husband, Alex sat as they chattered on.I'd never sat so close to him in all the three years we've lived as husband and wife because he would never permit it. But here she was, not just sitting close to my husband but encircling her hand around his arm, right in my face, and he did nothing. Nobody did.They were all blinded by the aura of Linda, a child born with a golden spoon that reciprocated and aligned well with their status as the formidable Hayes. Since I was short of that class, I was nothing but a ghostly creature nobody noticed, a naive girl lost in a world of fantasy through art and a despicable mistake Alex brought to the family. Just when I lifted a chunk of meat to my mouth, L

Alex's POVI drove in hastily, pulling up into the parking lot of my mansion. Only God knows how impatient I was, my mind still reeling from Bella's outrageous behavior tonight. I couldn't wait to hear what she had to say, cos she had some explaining to do. Where did she get the guts to embarrass me like that, in front of everyone?"Welcome, sir," one of my male servants bowed in respect as I stepped out of the car. My mind was too occupied to return the gesture, so I flung the car keys at him and hurried in.I made for our master's bedroom, where I was sure to meet her, coiled up in self-pity. A troupe I've become accustomed to after monthly family gatherings like this. I flung the door without hesitation, but the emptiness my eyes met, was a cold welcome. I headed for the restroom, yelling her name. "Bella!" My voice and the sharp clicking of my shoes on the marble floor were the only response I received. My steps faltered the farther I went when it struck me. Something was defin

Alex's POVI sat behind the wheel barely focusing on the road before me. My mind was a mess. What I saw back there scared me to my bones. I felt like there was an exchange somewhere because the Bella back there, with all the determination and audacity, was definitely not the one I married. "You should have just calmed your fucking nerves down man!" I cursed under my breath, banging the steering for emphasis. I had messed it up again as always. I should have been gentle with her in my words and approach, but I let my emotions get in the way. Now did that solve the problem? I've only scared her the more, straightening her resolve to divorce me.I drifted my eyes lazily to the side of the road as a sigh escaped my lips. I needed to do something, anything to keep Bella from leaving. Because if she did it was going to be a disaster for us. Mother had always cursed Bella's artwork as unrealistic and worthless fantasized images. But the truth is, she has surreptitiously made billions from

Linda's POV "Aaagh!" I was a moaning mess, as I tightened my grip on the sheets. My eyes were shut, overwhelmed with pleasure, his massive dick covered every inch of my pussy, his thrust more persistent, wild and fueled with desire. "Aaagh...that's....that's it baby....aagh...." The air was thick with our ragged breaths, our bodies arching with lust and together, we reached a breathless crescendo. His lips returned to mine in a sensual passionate kiss, while his thrust became slow and intentional. He finally withdrew, crashing on the bed breathlessly. Whoosh!The sheets clung to my sweaty skin as I stared at the ceiling, trying to catch my breath, which was still irregular. Turning to the side of the bed, I met his gaze, Mr. Claud Olive. Sophia's despicable husband and slave to the Hayes. But my true love and the man I desire to spend the rest of my life with.His gaze was filled with so much lust, and a thin smile playing on his lips. "That was-" He started in between quick breat

Bella's POV My lips twitched into a subtle smile and my eyes glimmered with tears, overwhelmed by the flood of joy that enveloped me. I was in a classic elite building somewhere at the far end of the city hub, surrounded by people who were working tirelessly in groups to add finishing touches to the building and bring life out of it.A sense of achievement washed over me. My dreams were coming true. This was going to be my well-crafted billion-dollar plan. After the divorce, I was going to retrieve all my artworks from the Hayes and make this place my gallery where they would be on display.I'd faced the world on my terms since I lost my mother at a tender age. Over the years, I'd embraced a side in me which was in artwork. But my marriage to the Hayes snatched it from me. I no longer did it for the joy it brought me, but out of desperation to be accepted. That's in the past now!My phone binged in my bag, and I slid my hands in to retrieve it.I stood spellbound as I gazed at the me