All Chapters of After 108 Chances, I Divorced the Don: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

That night, I sent the divorce agreement to my lawyer.I also hired someone to sell my shares and turn everything Charles had given me over the years into cash.Charles didn't come home that night either.I worked through the night, and by dawn I'd finally sorted out all my assets and cash.When I checked my phone, I came across a post Susie had shared on social media.She and Charles were in a private box at the racing club.She stood in front of the big screen, her fingers laced with Charles's. He had his phone in his other hand, taking care of business, but his gaze stayed on her face, fond and indulgent.The caption read, "Someone lost a horse racing bet to me, so now he owes me."I recognized the private box in the background. Charles and I used to go there. When I told him I liked it, he reserved it for us alone.That box was only ever supposed to be open to us.Now he'd taken Susie there.I studied the photo. Before I could close the app, a call came in from Charles's right-hand

Sure enough, Charles went out early the next morning.This time, he actually went to the gallery first. Once there, he sent me photos of paintings and other artwork.Each one came with a few words and ended with a question."This one could go in the bedroom. The one in there is getting old anyway.""What do you think of this vase for the flowers from the garden?"Charles sent one message after another.He hadn't done this in a long time. He used to answer every message I sent, even in the middle of family meetings.Sometimes he'd even complain about a long-winded board member.But since Susie returned, our chat had gone quiet. If we needed to discuss something, we called instead.A few brief, businesslike sentences, and then he'd hang up.I didn't care why Charles had suddenly started sharing things with me again.I ignored his messages and checked on the sale of my remaining shares and properties.Only when I saw that all the money had arrived did I relax.I'd just finished checking w

Charles had dark circles under his eyes and hadn't even fixed his hair.His eyes were red-rimmed. He took a careful step toward me and said my name."Serena... Why didn't you tell me?"His voice came out hoarse."Didn't we agree we were going to the racing club together? Why did you come here without telling me?"Charles's voice faded.I looked at him through the iron gate and made no move to open it.The Charles I knew would never have humbled himself like this. Even when he coaxed me, there was always a note of condescension in his voice.In all those years, I'd never seen him make himself so small.The only other time was back when he was courting me. He'd waited outside my house for three hours.When I finally came out, he hesitantly asked if I was hungry.Back then, every look and gesture had seemed hesitant and carefully considered.Watching him, I'd believed he loved me.I really believed I was the one he cared about most.Maybe, for a while, he had meant what he said. He'd done

I watched his lonely figure in the cold wind. He'd been standing there so long that he was starting to sway.My expression didn't change at all.A few days of waiting was enough to make others feel sorry for him.I'd lived like that for seven years.The first time he went to Susie, I waited outside the estate gates. It was snowing, and I pulled my cloak tight, my eyes fixed on the road.He'd promised to be home in three hours.But I waited all day. My hands and feet froze, and by nightfall I had a high fever. All Charles said was, "I told you I'd be back. Who told you to wait outside?"Remembering it, I let out a cold laugh.I turned to Mara. "Open the gate and let the dog out. And get some bodyguards here starting tomorrow. No one comes near this place from now on."If I see him again, you're all fired."My expression turned cold, and Mara went pale.The dog burst through the gate, barking wildly at Charles. He yanked open his car door, but the dog lunged for him and tugged at his pan

Charles left the question hanging. His hand hovered between us, but he didn't dare reach for me."We're divorced. Stay out of my life. I don't love you. Do you hear me?""But I still love you!""Do I have to love you back just because you love me?"I scoffed. He just looked ridiculous to me now.Before he could say anything else, I signaled my bodyguards. They rushed over and dragged him away.I turned and walked toward Cooper. Charles was screaming like a madman behind me, but I never once looked back.In the car, Cooper didn't ask about what had just happened. He only talked about what we'd seen at the exhibit.He didn't pry into my private life at all.I didn't bring it up either. That seemed like the right boundary between friends.After that day, I never saw Charles again.He didn't ask me to return anything he'd given me. The proceeds from the sales were all in my account.I now held half his family's fortune.I bought a gallery and had it renovated exactly as I liked. I spent th