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I took another deep breath, fresh tears forming in my eyes, "they were pictures of Aiden with another woman." Clara's eyes wide widened a bit then it turned dark. "That jerk!" "I didn't believe it. I couldn't. I'd rather see it myself." My shoulders trembled and I dropped my face in my palm, "On getting there, I saw that Aiden was actually with another woman." She pulled me to her and carressed my hair. "It's okay. You've shed enough tears over that douchebag." She pulled me from her and wiped my tears from my face. "He's just lost the best woman he could ever have in his entire life. Enough, you're stronger than this, okay?"

Joshua pondered on it, then handed two books to Ambrose. Ambrose took them and read their titles. "Think Like A Woman" and "Women's Deepest Secrets". Ambrose looked at Joshua in confusion. "What are these?" "I bought them on the way here." Joshua pointed at the book covers and said, "These are common must-knows in dating. They are perfect for you to study. Take your time to study and understand it. "When your foundation is firm, then I can teach you more. This is the best that I can do for you!"

I started with the pleasantries, but Aria did not let me finish my good morning; she cut in immediately. “You ignored my text!” I remembered ignoring that message. The same one she sent telling me Edrick was seeing another woman. I did not want to discuss it. Not when I am the other woman. “Never mind.” She took a seat. “I just need advice. What should I do to keep her away, make her regret it, and get him back? How do I stop this divorce?” I could not believe this, but I sat down beside her and held her hands. “Are you sure all that is necessary? If he wants a divorce, maybe it's best to just go with it.”

Something about how difficult it must be to "start over with a child." Lucas turned toward her. He didn't raise his voice. He didn't insult her. He simply spoke, his tone even and controlled. "Teresa has built a career, raised a child, and survived a marriage that most people in this room know almost nothing about." The room became quiet. Lucas continued, his words measured. "Being divorced doesn't make her less accomplished. Being a mother doesn't make her less of a woman. Surviving something doesn't give anyone the right to reduce her to what happened to her."

I asked. She sighed. “I guess I’m just desperate to get back the man I married, I guess. And maybe, if I read enough of these books, the answer wi ll jump out at me and I can fix what’s been so very broken for so long.” And in that moment, I didn’t know which I hated more: my father, for putting her in this position, or the damn author of that book, for preying on women like her and draining them of their money, only to feed them shit I could sum up with one sentence.

“She was the better half of me. All light, all laughter. When she died… it changed everything. My parents, our home, me. I built walls. I stopped letting people see the softer parts. It felt safer that way.” I reach across the table to hold his hand. I feel so sorry for him “Thank you for telling me.” His fingers curl around mine. “What about you?” I hesitate. Then inhale. “There was a time I gave up on everything I loved. Designing. Fashion. I convinced myself I wasn’t good enough plus I was married to Carlos and I had everything I needed. I thought chasing dreams was selfish… that choosing myself meant failing others.” “What changed?” “Life did. The divorce with Carlos opened my eyes. It r

" I was annoyed and bored at the same time, if that's even possible. Jacob just went to the restroom, not even a minute later, that evil woman appears in front of me and starts talking nonsense. I did try my best to ignore her, but you know, when someone is looking for attention, they do everything in their power to get it, and that's precisely what happened with this annoying ant. I sighed, "Unlike you, who needs a man at her beck and call? " Getting in her personal space. " Me, on the other hand, can survive without one if I choose to." The woman had divorced her husband a few months ago, and now she was already flaunting around town with another man on her arm, preparing to get married. R

Hello, dearest readers. My heart is so full as we come to the end of this incredible journey filled with true love, second chances and genuine friendship. This story is a gentle reminder that love can blossom even in our darkest moments, that true love heals all pain in time. And second chances should be given to who truly deserves it, it's not weakness but a medium for people to transform themselves, do better, love better. This officially marks the end of; Divorce By Mistake: Reclaiming My Ex-wife.

I just had to stop feeling sorry for myself and start taking action. As I scrolled through my emails, I saw a message from one of my former clients, asking if I was available to work with them again, but this time different. She was going through a tough divorce and she faced the danger of losing custody of her two boys. Maybe what I was doing sounded like payback, but I didn’t care. I wanted to help women like me who didn’t have the mental disposition to fight to win or regain full custody of their children after painful divorces. It was a sign. I knew I had to take the opportunity and run with it.

After requesting an extended leave from my boss, I boarded a flight abroad. Of course, before leaving, I didn't forget to send Sebastian the divorce papers I had prepared long ago, along with the evidence of his affair that I had gathered. If he had any sense, he would sign them. If not, things would only get ugly in the end. This trip had no fixed destination—I just wanted to get away, see new places, taste new foods. Life had to go on. There was no need to punish myself for someone else's mistakes.