บททั้งหมดของ After The 99Th Time, I Chose Divorce. : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Loren’s povThe words left my mouth before I could stop them, and I glanced around, my breath hitching as I realised what I’d just said. “What did you just say?” Asher snapped, narrowing his eyes. “I know you heard me clearly the first time,” I snarled, locking eyes with him. “So drop this drama and wake up, Asher West.”I grabbed Killian's wrist and started walking away. Leaving was impossible though, reporters blocked every exit, the camera lights flashing more than they’d ever done.“Just one photo, please!” They begged.“What a lovely couple!”“No way! They are definitely THE power couple of the year!”“How does it feel to be the face of Whitmore Media and Mr Whitmore’s wife?”“That’s enough photos for now,” Killian said. “Please, just one more photo!”“Mr. Whitmore,” The investor from earlier blocked our way, his eyes flickered with shame. “I want to apologize for discrediting Mrs. Whitmore.”“Oh really?” Killian snarled, “You want to apologize because she’s Miss Whitmore don’

My heart jumped into my mouth for a second until Grandma spoke up.“What were you two discussing?” she asked. “And you haven’t introduced me, Loren.” she said, “Who is he?”Relief washed over me, she clearly hadn’t heard us. Before I could muster a response, Killian closed the distance between them and offered his hand for a handshake. “I’m Killian Whitmore, her boss.”Grandma’s eyes sparkled, “Then you’re invited too,” She accepted his hand.I raised an eyebrow, “To what, Grandma?”She scrunched her nose in confusion. “Have you forgotten because we have been apart for seven years? My birthday is in two days!” she pointed out and my eyes widened.“That's not all,” she grinned. “I want you to handle planning everything, alright dear? I have been away for too long and now, I want to spend as much time with you as possible.”She glanced at Killian and something flickered in her eyes but it was gone as soon as it appeared. “Your boss can stay over for the celebration, the more the merrie

Loren’s pov “I…” She glanced from Grandma to me. “Tell us, Lovie,” I urged, stepping forward until I was close enough. “Before I do,”Her eyes widened. “That’s enough,” Grandma spoke up. “Everything will be clear when we see the CCTV footage.”Lovie looked like she was about to collapse, she tugged on Asher’s arm furiously. “Granny,” Asher spoke up but she was already walking toward the CCTV room. Asher tried to follow her and tripped, landing on his face. “Asher!” Lovie rushed over, glaring at us.Killian stood over him, a smirk settling over his lips as I realized he’d tripped him.“You’ll pay for this,” Lovie gritted. “No worries, we can afford it.” Killian retorted, “I’d be more concerned about how much you’ll pay for your little affair.”Lovie stood up, moving toward Killian when I stepped between them. Our eyes met and I held her gaze until she stomped her foot, chasing after grandma. Their truth was always inevitable, once Grandma found out she would…Wait a minute. I

Loren’s POV Lovie’s face twisted with rage and she raised her hand to hit me. “How dare you—“She never finished. I caught her wrist and spun her around, pressing it against her back. “You got away with a lot of things because I was your sister, and I was Asher’s wife.”“Because we shared a father, because we shared a husband, didn’t we?”“But we don’t share anything anymore, Lovie.”“You can keep the name, the identity, and even my trash. But this dress?” I spat, “This dress is mine!” I pushed her and she stumbled forward into Asher’s arms. “You!”“Shut it!” I snapped. “You keep questioning me all the time but who are you, anyway?”She gasped in disbelief. “How dare you talk to me that way? Just because you married rich—““At least I’m married. What are you?” I gestured at Asher. “He doesn’t even know what you are. You spent years ruining my marriage but you still couldn’t even make a place in his heart.”“You’re crossing your limits, Loren!”“Get in line, Asher. You’re next so s

“He’s my husband!” I snapped, wiping my tears.“I divorced Asher weeks ago, Grandma. He treated me like trash; he hurt me repeatedly.”“Everything was a lie! The perfect marriage I told you about through emails, all the assurance I gave you, everything was a lie.”“I was never happy with Asher, because we were three in the marriage and it got crowded. “And I got tired of lying to myself again and again Grammy!”“So I divorced him and got remarried to Killian.. Killian is my husband, not Asher! I’m not having an affair, please forgive me!”“I’m not Asher’s wife.” I let out a sob. “I’m Killian Whitmore’s wife.” My heart shattered, the pieces pricking my chest as I begged. “Please, say something, Grandma.”I reached for the hem of her dress, “After I lost my mom, you’re the one who loved me,” I confessed. “I... I can’t survive without you, Grandma. I can’t live with your hatred, please say something.”“That’s enough!” Asher snapped, grabbing my arm. Killian moved, but I raised my hand