All Chapters of After The 99Th Time, I Chose Divorce. : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“The cooling-off period is five days as always.”“If both of you wish to proceed with the divorce after these five days, it will be finalized.” I swallowed the lump in my throat, glancing at the file.I wasn’t sure whether I was avoiding her bored gaze or the fact that my husband, Asher had filed for divorce ninety-nine times “Wake up already,” A gasp escaped my lips as he grabbed my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes. “This time, I am definitely not withdrawing my application this time.”He shot me a nasty glare before storming out of the office. My chest tightened as I blinked away tears. “They come here every two business days like it’s a market or something.” one of the staff spoke up. “I heard the last time he filed for divorce because she didn’t iron his shirt well.” Another chimed in, shaking her head. She leaned against the counter, “And the time before that was because he didn’t like the flowers she bought.” My stomach twisted, my fingers curling around my dress.“It'

Loren’s POV I groaned, running my hands through my hair as I stared at the mess in front of me. I had only four days until the divorce and I still hadn’t found my mother’s documents. I spent the past few hours searching the entire house, but every attempt led to a dead end. I paused, tears pricking my eyes until they landed on familiar brown double doors. It was the only room I hadn’t checked in the entire house. Asher’s room. My heart skipped a beat, but I still pushed the doors open and entered. I didn’t waste a moment; I started opening drawers and searching the room. I crouched, checking beneath the bed. Just as I spotted a black box beneath the bed, Asher’s voice drifted toward me. “Are you lost?” he snarled, narrowing his eyes. I slowly got up, meeting his eyes, I glanced around, searching for an excuse until I realised… He wasn’t alone. Lovie emerged from the walk-in closet, dressed in silk nightwear.She walked over and Asher immediately wrapped his arms around h

Loren’s POVI stepped out of the cab, glancing at the birthday hall. For a moment, I hesitated before taking a deep breath. It was just three more days. After three days, I would be completely free from these people.Swallowing the lump in my throat, I walked into the hall, my eyes catching Asher speaking to some guests in a corner.From the decorations, it was clear he’d spared no expense to ensure Lovie had a lavish birthday. But it didn’t hurt like it used to. Instead of the tears that usually pricked my eyes, I found myself taking quick strides toward Asher. “I’m here,” I said. “Give me the documents.”He paused, staring at me from head to toe like he was searching for something. “Wait a minute,” He said, looking past me as guests started clapping. I turned just as he finished, murmuring right beside my ear. “The real show hasn’t started yet.”He was right. I watched as several men clad in suits walked into the hall in a single line, holding out large velvet boxes. Guest

Loren’s POV “Face the camera,” the photographer said, “To the left, what a wonderful shot,”“More like a wonderful couple,” another staff member said. My grip on my marriage certificate tightened. I glanced up to see Killian. He had the driver take my things to his estate since I insisted I wanted the marriage certificate as soon as possible. My eyes widened a bit as he leaned closer before gesturing at the photographer. The smile breaking through my lips was halted as my phone rang. I held back a groan. It hadn’t stopped ringing since I left Asher’s mansion. No matter how many times I ended the call, Asher was relentless. Killian glanced at my phone but didn’t say anything. I ended the call again, frowning when his texts popped up. “If you come back right now, I’ll let you sleep in our bedroom.” It read. There was a time when it would light me up, but now it only made me nauseous. I stood, so engrossed in my irritation that I lost my footing. Before I could hit the gro

Loren’s POV “I don’t think this is necessary, Killian,” I said, glancing at him as the driver pulled out of the Estate. Killian didn’t look at me. “Of course it is,” He answered. “Whenever something good happens, It's important to celebrate it.”He finally glanced at me. “And we just closed a major deal. It's only natural that we celebrate.”My heart swelled, a small smile breaking at the corner of my lips. He could call it whatever he wanted. But I knew what it was. I knew this was an attempt to cheer me up after Asher’s call. Just when I thought Asher couldn't stoop lower, he proved me wrong. And then, there was Killian. I couldn't help but think about the call again, the way he had calmly called me his wife. Like he was talking about the weather. The way it rolled off his tongue…And for a moment, even though I knew this marriage was just an arrangement, I couldn't help but wonder if he thought it was more. Did he mean it? I shook the thought off. It was impossible. This