Todos los capítulos de Husband of the Year Files for Divorce: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Ian's POV"What did you say?" my wife, Celine Erwin, asked.When I told her I wanted a divorce, she didn't even look up. The ash at the end of her cigarette grew longer, left unflicked."I said, I want a divorce."She frowned, glanced at her watch, and changed the subject. "Betty finishes school in 17 minutes. Don't be late."She was using our eight-year-old daughter, Betty Erwin, to pressure me again. But she didn't know how deeply Betty had wounded me at the family dinner the night before. At dinner, I had been carefully picking scallions out of her food like I always did. Suddenly, she looked up and said, "Dad, you're such a loser."I froze, and my fork slipped from my hand, clattering to the floor.She went on mocking me. "No wonder everyone says you're a total doormat. Even Grandma can't stand you. Honestly, you're nowhere near as fun as the men Mom brings home."Everyone in the Erwin family covered their mouths and snickered.I could only clench my fists, my eyes sting

Ian's POV"Pierre, don't worry. I won't let anyone hurt you." Betty rushed over, looking at him with concern.When she was born, she was so small and fragile that she had to be kept in an incubator. The doctors warned us again and again that she was in critical condition. They said that even if she survived, she might not live past the age of five.Everyone gave up on her except me. I begged the doctors and did everything I could to save her. In the end, she pulled through.That was why, no matter how cold and distant Betty became toward me over the years, I always put up with it.Celine knew our daughter was my weakness, so she used it against me. "Ian, if you really want a divorce, don't even think about seeing Betty again!"Betty went still when she heard that. Then she turned on me, her expression cold."Dad, you want a divorce just because of Pierre? Let me make one thing clear. Even if you divorce Mom, I'll never stay with you. Someone as stupid and useless as you doesn't

Ian's POVWhen I returned to the Erwins', I started packing my things. I never realized that after all these years, everything I owned amounted to just one suitcase.I took off the necklace I'd been wearing and left it on the coffee table. The pendant was a tiny locket holding a family portrait we'd taken when Betty was three years old. I'd begged Celine for three whole days before she finally agreed to take the photo with us.Just then, a news alert popped up on my phone.It was an entertainment news story featuring photos of the three of them at the amusement park. They looked so intimate, like a real family. There was nothing left for me to hold on to.Before leaving, I handed all my savings to the butler, David Wilson, and said, "This is for Betty."David looked like he wanted to say something, but before he could, Anna suddenly pushed open the front door.She froze for a moment when she saw the suitcase beside me. "Betty told me that you made a scene and insisted on divorci

Third-Person POVUnder Anna's sharp glare, Pierre forced an awkward smile and got back on his feet. "Mrs. Erwin, I—""Let me make one thing clear." Anna cut him off with a dismissive look. "I've never thought much of Ian, but that doesn't mean I want you marrying Celine. You can forget about it."Pierre's face fell, but he still wasn't about to give up. He'd sacrificed a lot just to get close to Celine, even putting his reputation on the line. As a public figure, his reputation meant everything to him.Part of him hoped Ian had died in the fire. That would eliminate his biggest rival. But if Ian really was dead, Pierre would never get the chance to prove that he was better than him.The next day, Celine hired a professional team to investigate the fire, and Betty stayed glued to her side the whole time.The little girl wiped away her tears, desperately hoping the burned body wasn't Ian's.For the first time in her life, she regretted what she'd done. But the price of learning th

Ian's POVBy the time Celine's people started searching for me, I'd already left the country using a fake ID my childhood friend, Kathy Newman, had gotten for me.The Erwins wielded great power in Salbury. As long as I stayed there, I'd never be able to hide from them.The night I was locked in the attic, I'd called Kathy in a moment of utter despair.We'd grown up together at the orphanage, and she'd always treated me like a younger brother.On my wedding day, she'd promised me, her voice thick with emotion, "If you ever run into trouble, call me. I'll always have your back."She kept her promise.I managed to find a teaching job abroad. Most of my students were eight or nine years old, and they'd always greet me with bright smiles that warmed my heart.Life settled into a quiet, peaceful routine… until one afternoon.After finishing my classes, I was on my way home when I gave my neighbor's daughter, Lena Mogan, a ride. That was when I saw a face I almost didn't recognize.