บททั้งหมดของ Divorced but Obsessed : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 7

I thought waking up would fix everything. I was wrong. “Welcome home, Dylan,” I said softly as he stepped into the grand foyer of the mansion. My hands trembled at my sides. I wanted to reach for him, but the look on his face stopped me cold. “The staff prepared your favorite suite. I can show you if you want. Or I can get you something to eat. You must be exhausted after the hospital.” He ignored me completely and walked past like I was part of the furniture. His shoulders were tense under the expensive jacket. “I don’t need your help. This is my house. Not yours.” I followed him anyway, my heart pounding. “It is my house too. According to the contract. I’ve lived here for four years taking care of things while you were gone. Please, let me explain properly. The lawyers are waiting in the living room.” Dylan stopped abruptly and turned around. His gray eyes burned with anger. “The contract. Right. That’s all this is, isn’t it? Some piece of paper that let you worm your wa

I couldn’t stop replaying every moan, every thrust, every filthy word Dylan had growled against my skin. The next few days blurred together. Dylan threw himself into work like a man possessed, spending hours locked in his study on calls, barking orders, fighting to take back full control of the Hart empire. I barely saw him except for brief, tense moments in the hallway where we both pretended the other didn’t exist. I moved through the mansion like a ghost, trying to process what had happened between us. My body still remembered the feeling of him inside me. The way he had fucked me so hard I saw stars. The way he had filled me. And now… I was late. Scared. But I pushed the thought down deep. It was too soon to be sure. Too soon to let hope or fear take over. One rainy afternoon, I was in the library reviewing household accounts when the doorbell rang. I heard raised voices, then footsteps. Curious, I stepped out onto the second-floor landing and looked down. A stunning w

I couldn’t breathe in that house anymore. Not with his words still echoing in my head and Eva’s fake smile following me everywhere. I waited until the mansion was quiet, well after midnight. My hands shook as I folded clothes into a small bag. I touched my stomach gently and whispered, “It’s just you and me now, little one. I won’t let anyone treat you like a contract. We’re leaving tonight.” The hallway felt endless as I crept toward the back entrance. Every creak of the floor made my heart stop. I kept thinking about Dylan’s cold face when he said Eva was the only woman he ever loved. About the custody clause that could take my baby away. I couldn’t stay another day. My phone buzzed quietly. It was Lily. “I’m at the gate like we planned. Hurry, sis.” “I’m coming,” I whispered back. “Just a little further.” I slipped out the side door into the cool night air. The garden path felt longer than usual. My heart pounded so hard I could hear it in my ears. I kept one hand on