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Gabby snapped. "You think I wasn't hurt when we broke up" Tan snapped back. The business man inside him snarled at the same time. "I could care less, if you were hurt Tan, I wasn't the one that called off the engagement so stop throwing a pity party, but since this is a business and I promised myself I would not let my personal life get in the way of my work life I would agree to the terms about being business partners." Her words flowed endlessly penetrating into his heart like a dagger.

Miles watched her leave and didn't turn away until her figure disappeared from view. Then he looked at Trevor and said, "I've noticed... now that you two are getting divorced, your relationship actually seems better than before." Trevor, typing away on his laptop, didn't even look up. He gave an ambiguous reply, "Is that so?" Most couples tear each other apart during a divorce. What was happening between these two was rather rare. But Miles didn't say that out loud. He suddenly seemed to think of something and said, "Whatever the case, you two have Jo between you. Though she did make mistakes back then, it's all in the past.

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He said, looking at himself in the mirror. “Ten steps? What is he talking about? I asked him confused. “Ten things to get rid of after a breakup:” That man seemed like an encyclopedia: 1) The memories of that love 2) The expectations of getting back together 3) The presumption of being the only one 4) The greed to remain friends 5) The selfishness of being remembered 6) The hope that he doesn't find someone else 7) The obsession with having a second chance 8) Regret for things you didn't do

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My desktop screen glowed quietly in front of me. I tried focusing. Tried pretending I was just another employee working an ordinary job. But every small movement reminded me otherwise. The sting on my skin from Laney’s slap earlier. The missing piece beneath my dress. The memory of Romane’s eyes watching me from that jewellery store. God. I pressed my fingers against my temple tiredly. What was happening to my life? I felt not in control anymore after a very long time. My marriage was cracking apart in silence. Laney was becoming more possessive by the day. And somehow Romane had suddenly reappeared after years like a ghost refusing to stay buried.

“Ms. Davies, you’re very thorough in covering your grounds.” “I want him to walk away with zero assets,” I said. “That’s a tough ask, but we can push for the most favorable settlement.” Lucille pulled out a document. “This is the divorce filing. We’ll build a case around infidelity and intentional dissipation of shared assets.” I was putting pen to paper when Taylor barged into the study. “Must you ruin me, Abby?” Lucille rose to her feet, her voice still. “Mr. Rogue, I am Ms. Davies’ legal counsel. I’d advise you to calm down, or I’ll file for a restraining order.”

she continued screaming at me. "Zac has cancer! He doesn't have much longer to live. Every day that passes is one less day I'll get to see him." Lynette's principles had long since fallen out of alignment with mine. At that moment, it finally hit me that she and I could never go back to what we had before. With a self-deprecating chuckle, I replied, "Let's just assume I don't know any of that, Lynette. Either way, I'm breaking up with you. Let's not keep in touch anymore."

No wonder Corbin simply couldn't forget about her. "You're not breaking up anything. Everything here should've belonged to you anyway." Corbin snatched the papers from me and threw them onto the table. "Are you done, Skylar? Ingrid has always been so busy at work, and it's not often she gets to come back to Novington like now! Why must you make things so awkward for her as soon as you meet?" I was calm as I answered, "I'm not. I just want to divorce you, as you wished. That way, you both can get together."

They were her anchor in the storm. Eventually, she'd met someone new—Charles Barrett. A chance encounter turned ally, turned perhaps something more. With his connections and quiet influence, he helped her find treatment and recover. And yet… every day, her thoughts drifted back to Oscar. Charles had always been attentive, always there with the perfect gesture at the perfect moment. She felt flustered by his care, often unsure of how to respond. For the sake of that bright, youthful love she once had, she had turned him down. Not once. Not twice. But six times.