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I retorted and she shut her trap. “She is already married to him." “Your bastard wants him, she has been fucking him already." I reply and he made a face but I don't give a flying fuck. “Get them divorced and pay my debt, get her married to him and the deal with your friend is sealed.” I eased into the couch. “It doesn't work that way!" “You knew about the arranged HIV patients, didn't you?" I asked Liliana and again I felt Valentina stiffen up. “That has nothing to do with the current discussion." She hissed at me.

"Did you really drive down here in your pajamas or is that a new item of the clothing brand your modeling for?" "Don't be silly, Diane, it's my pajamas," Abigail said with a sigh and collapsed on her couch. "You look stressed out, babe, what's the problem?" Diane asked and joined her on the couch. "It's my husband," Abigail sighed. "I knew marriage was total bullshit after my third divorce. Listen, girl, if your husband messes up, you serve him the papers. Problem solved," Diane snapped her fingers. "But I'm in love with him, Diane, divorce is out of the option," Abigail whined.

I didn't feel so lonely anymore because I had someone I could talk to… For the two weeks that I have been locked in this hell hole.Lucas only visited me once to inform me that the divorce was finalised.I couldn't believe that Lucas had thrown away our four years of marriage just like that as though it didn't mean anything to him. What hurt me the most was that,he never made any effort to save our marriage. Lucas is the one who ruined everything that we built for four years then put all the blame on me, claiming that it was all my fault he betrayed me with Monalisa because I have been cheating on him for the past four years.

His other hand continued stroking scorching paths along her trembling thigh, the thin barrier of her dress doing little to lessen the delicious heat of his touch. Emmeline was practically squirming with need by now, her underwear soaked through. "If the party seeking divorce has solid evidence of the other's unfaithfulness, the judge will grant it directly," he confirmed. Desperate for some kind of relief, Emmeline took a long pull from her own drink. The tart liquid did little to soothe the fiery heat radiating from Zavian's eyes, his lips, his hand... "The same goes if the reason is one spouse's infertility or inability to bear children," she continued in a slightly breathless voice.

I ignored them all. Let them write whatever they wanted. Let them speculate. Let them judge. None of it mattered. What mattered was that I had children who didn't know me. A woman I'd destroyed who would never forgive me. And I had to find a way to fix it. I threw Vivian out that weekend. She showed up with a lawyer, demanding her settlement. Finch shut her down in minutes. "The prenup is clear. Infidelity and fraud result in zero settlement. Mrs. Romano lied about paternity. She gets nothing."

"But I already signed the papers, Finn. I divorced you." There was silence. Then I could hear him suck in a breath. "Jill--" "Don't. Don't try to convince me. I've made peace with it. I'll take whatever comes with that choice." I hung up. I stared at the flowers on the porch, my heart twisting in ways I thought I was past. I hoped he wouldn't find me. But deep down, I knew better. Finn always got what he wanted. And he never played fair. I was sitting outside, telling Cici a story about a fox and a swallow. She leaned against me, eyes full of wonder. Garrick was nearby, sipping coffee, watching us with that soft smile of his.

THE END AUTHOR’S NOTE: Anderson’s story is out and entitled, *Spoiled and Pampered by my cold CEO Husband* I have released a new story titled "After Divorce, I Accidentally Married a Ruthless Billionaire." Please let me know your thoughts on it.

I sighed and closed my eyes for a moment to shut out the glare of the lights in the room which suddenly seemed too bright. And then there was Dorothy, angrily waving a document in my face. "I can't believe you cheated on my daughter in just less than a year of marriage," she cried. "And as if that isn't bad enough, your marriage to her is a fake one. I'm so disappointed in both of you." I opened my mouth to defend myself but I could form no words. "Don't deny it," she continued but this time, her voice seemed to come from far down a tunnel. It got oddly distorted. "I have the marriage documents right here."

She seemed to be convinced that he was a bastard who was madly in love with his ex-girlfriend, and she wouldn’t take no for an answer. Dammit, he thought to himself, turning his head to look away from her as she reached the climax of the story and caused the kids to gasp as they wondered if the dragon might eat the princess. He knew he needed to stop having these thoughts. He and Hannah were getting divorced, and perhaps it was for the best. When Hannah reached the end of the book, her voice tapering off as she closed the cover with a dramatic flourish. the children erupted into a chorus of disappointed groans and pleading cries for another story.

Ah there it was the whole reason why they kept in contact with me during my marriage with Jacob it was only for the money, after our mother left they used me in anyway they could if its going to bring them cash, looking down on the table choosing my words carefully “ I have no money, Jacob and I are divorced “ I could see the minute that my words register in his brain, one minute he was standing behind the isles the next he was in front of me with his hand wrap around my next, squeezing the life out of me. I don't know if it was the alcohol that made me numb but for whatever reason I didn't fight him, I let him get it out of his system “ You B*tch, why? Would you be divorced, uh” I couldn't