Novel & Cerita Arthur Rockefeller Strikes Back After Divorce

“My father blackmailed me to disown me and throw me out of the house. My mom was sick at the time and I did not want to lose her,” Emily had fresh tears flowing through her cheeks. Her heart went out for him as much as he had hurt her by hiding his secret. “I am sorry. I really am sorry. Please forgive me for ruining your life,” he said. “No, Arthur. You did not ruin it. It was beautiful. I really loved being your wife. But it is time that we get divorced. You love Ethan. He is a wonderful man. You should be with him. I will continue to love you, Arthur. Don’t worry we can find a solution to whatever you decide to do about work later. I will always support you.”

She could not even swallow her meal as it would not stop itself from hanging in her throat. “Lorenzo!” “You wanted me to marry and I have done that. Whoever I marry should never bother you. After all, yours didn't exactly bother me.” Silence fell in the room again and while they all watched him, he resumed eating his food. “He will come around, father. He is just being rebellious,” the guy who had been silent all along, Arthur said. Lorenzo raised his head and then shook his head at the man, “You don't wanna patronize me.”

A cruel smile kissed on the corner of Addison's lips. "No, Addie, I don't want her anywhere near our child. I don't trust her. She played tricks to get married to me. I can't repeat the same mistake again." Arthur quickly turned her offer down and left me with only one choice. Divorce him. "Okay, I'll do it if it makes you happy, Arth." I wiped my tears. I would only be making a joke of myself if I kept begging him for anything. This man was a coward whom I loved since the moment I saw him walking into my father's office.

He looked at Arthur’s signature—the bold, arrogant strokes of a man who thought he owned the world. "Still married?" Phineas asked. "Yes! In the eyes of the Moon, you're mine!" Phineas’s hands moved slowly. Rip. The sound was sharp in the silent cave. He tore the papers in half. Then quarters. Then eighths. He didn't stop until the divorce decree was nothing but a handful of white confetti. He opened his palm and let the scraps drift down, landing in Arthur’s matted hair and on his shoulders like a mockery of winter.

CHAPTER ONE After Divorce, Ex Husband Fell In Love With Me It was her grandfather's funeral and the world couldn't be more weighing down on her.She felt she had lost all hope to live.When she was just a little girl and her parents passed away leaving her behind, her grandfather had took her in and treated her like she was his immediate daughter. She loved him so much.It has being three month since he passed away, and her heart had been shredded to several pieces since then. She doesn't care about anything anymore just like she had lost the hope to live. Her grandfather who initiated everything was gone now, what was left?She sniffed in bitterly as she concluded with herself to serve Lucas a

That I would always be broken. He was mistaken. I pressed my fingers to the glass and whispered into the fading light, my voice trembling. "Bruce, you stole my daughter from me. I'll take everything away from you now.” Devan had left me a message when my phone buzzed once more. “Your dad wants you to return home. Your place is waiting," he says.” With my chest constricted, I gazed at the words. Recollections of private planes, security convoys, tall marble halls, and the icy gaze of my father. The life I fled to become Bruce's devoted, submissive wife.

"I’ll marry you. But don’t expect anything more from me, Aria. This is a marriage in name only. I will never love you!” She flinched at my words but in the end, she accepted my terms without complaints. “I understand, Richard. You don’t have to feel the same way before our wedding.” “Are you really crazy? You still have a chance to back out!” I shouted at her. “Who says I want to back out?” she responded with a question, and at that moment, I realized that Aria was the most infuriating woman I had the misfortune to meet. When I glanced at my father, I hoped he would realize that Aria was not the best choice for me, but it seemed he was satisfied with Aria’s reasoning.

“You wouldn’t.” “Try me.” Arthur says, his voice low but sharp. “You think this scandal is bad? Imagine what’ll happen when the world knows the truth about our divorce. How you were the one at fault. How you destroyed our marriage. The fame you cherish so much? It’ll come back to bite you, Millicent.” He calls her name clearly to show that there is nothing special between them anymore. To hell with Millie. Millicent stares at him, her eyes heated up and yet wary, the tension between them thickening as no one is saying anything.

“If he won’t accept it, and he can’t see me… what am I supposed to do? How do I break something that already should’ve broken?” “There’s one way,” Arthur said. I stilled. “What?” “Divorce.” The word echoed in the space between us like a crack of thunder. A bitter laugh escaped my mouth. “Divorce? Are you serious?” I turned toward him, eyes stinging. “How is a dead person supposed to file for divorce? Am I supposed to march into his office, slide the paper across his desk and ask nicely? He can’t see me, Arthur. No one can. Only you.”

“Getting married. Living a happy life after they threw me away to die. I always thought they might one day regret what they did. That they were reflecting on their actions. But no.” Her jaw tightened. “So I decided to get back on my feet.” “That’s perfect,” Marcus said. Marcus pulled out his phone. “I also want to see what that cruel man had to say.” He scrolled for a moment, then sighed heavily and looked up at her. “You won’t believe what he said.” Maya’s heart clenched. “What?” “When he was asked about his ex-wife, he posted on I*******m that you had a lover. That you willingly signed the divorce papers and that the child you were carrying belonged to that lover.”