All Chapters of After Divorce, I Became His Obsession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Alexander Blackwood stood beside a woman, a small boy held between them.It was Oliver, the same boy who had thrown his arms around Eleanor two hours ago and begged her to fetch him a cake.Eleanor stopped dead where she was.---Inside an elegant restaurant, Eleanor sat far across the room, her eyes fixed on the table by the window. She didn't know why she had come in. Her feet had simply carried her.With her own eyes, she watched Alexander serve food onto Vivian Sterling's plate, pour her wine, and wipe the corner of her mouth. Anything that had to do with Vivian, he did himself.The restaurant was quiet and refined, so Ollie's voice carried easily across the room."Daddy, you were so busy feeding Lily's mommy that you forgot your precious son!"His voice was bright and childish, and he didn't sound the least bit upset. He looked at the man and woman across from him, who were laughing behind their hands.Then Alexander and Vivian reached for their forks at the same moment. Two piec

Eleanor nodded, serious. "I've thought it through. For five years I couldn't make him see me. Why keep insisting?""Okay! Whatever you decide, I'm on your side!" Chloe threw her arms around her. Then she asked, "What about your job at Blackwood Group? Are you staying?"Eleanor barely hesitated. "No. I'm not staying. I'm writing my resignation letter today."She had poured her whole youth and every ounce of her energy into Alexander and the Blackwood family. Now that she was preparing for a divorce, she wouldn't hold on to anything connected to him.Chloe studied her best friend's gloomy profile and patted her shoulder.She had watched Eleanor since their college days. Eleanor had fallen for Alexander after hearing him give a speech, a brilliant, commanding man at the top of the business world. After graduation, she had won a place at Blackwood Group and climbed, step by step, until she stood at his side.Then came the marriage, and the child.Chloe had seen exactly how deep Eleanor's

Alexander crossed his arms over his chest, ready to enjoy the sight of Eleanor's panic and fear.Instead, the next second, he heard her voice, perfectly calm, even a little cheerful. "Divorce? Okay. When?""I'm free the day after tomorrow. Shall we meet at the Registry Office?"Eleanor knew that when she returned to Ravenmoor tomorrow, she would never find the time. If Alexander wanted a divorce, the day after tomorrow was the earliest it could happen. And she still had a little money saved for a lawyer.Having said it, she sank into the joy of being freed without spending any time or effort at all, and didn't notice Alexander's stunned expression.He frowned and studied the woman in front of him, searching for how much of this was real and how much was an act.Back then, she had worked her way up from being his secretary to the position of Mrs. Blackwood. Would she let go that easily?Could it be that she was playing hard to get?His eyes darkened. He was about to speak, to test her,

At seven that evening, in the chill of early autumn, Eleanor pushed open the door of Willowbrook Court.Chloe was back, sitting on the sofa on a phone call.She looked up at the sound and raised a hand to greet Eleanor from across the room. Eleanor waved casually, set down her bag, and changed her shoes.After catching a few words of the call, she knew Chloe was still buried in work. She hadn't even changed her clothes, so she probably hadn't been home long.Eleanor walked to the open kitchen and opened the refrigerator, planning to cook. Inside, there was nothing but a few bottles of yogurt.Of course. Chloe flew all over the country every day. How would she have any habit of cooking?So Eleanor poured a bottle of yogurt into a bowl, sprinkled some fruit granola on top, and carried it over.Chloe's call ended at that moment. She tossed her phone aside and collapsed onto the sofa as if her soul had been sucked out of her."Oh my God. Please just kill me quickly!""What happened?" Elea

"I'm Oliver Blackwood's biological mother. Teacher, you're the one who called me." Eleanor stepped closer as she spoke.Hearing that, the teacher finally understood. Judging by the voice, the person who had answered her call earlier was the lady in the windbreaker. She froze for a moment and looked at the woman beside her, the one Ollie had been calling "Mommy" all this time."Madam, are you..."She almost asked whether she had called the wrong person, but dismissed the thought a second later, because Ollie had just called this woman "Mommy" himself. So who was the real parent?The teacher had taken over the class half a year ago. She had met Ollie's father, a man of excellent bearing and looks. As for the mother, she had never had the chance to meet her, and had only heard she was working out of town. After failing to reach Ollie's father earlier, she had called the number on file.She hadn't expected Ms. Sterling to arrive first, with Ollie pulling her along and calling her Mommy, s