Novel & Cerita Find My Mate After Divorce

-“Alexander is nothing to me! Don’t you see that I moved on and want to leave everything behind?” -"My child, you will never be happy without your mate..." -“My mate doesn't care about me. I've been gone for a year and he hasn't bothered to text me or try to find me. He probably found someone else to warm his bed” I told her in a sad way. -“How are you so sure? Maybe he wasn’t able to find you” -"He didn't manage to find me. Really? I didn't change my name or my appearance. I didn't hide. I just left. He has all the connections to find me if he wished to…."

An order to go find her. I suppose this is as far as my patience will take me. I can't take it anymore. I can't deal with this intense anxiety anymore. I need her back, I need her in this house. She can grieve all she wants. Hell, I'm not gonna show myself to her if she insists on not wanting to see me. But she needs to be in here, under supervision. “Find her.” I finally gave in, taking quick breaths to steady my heartbeat. But my chest hurts, physically. Was it a mate bond thing or was I just going through a lot of emotional torture?

However, he didn't expect her to suddenly return to A City and even ask for a divorce. The development of the latter event was beyond his expectation, and was beyond his control. After searching for a long time, he still failed to see her, and he didn't know where to look for her. Just like three years ago when she secretly came to Los Angeles, he bought that villa but could not find her at all. He wanted her to live a better life but all his efforts had been in vain as he did not even manage to find her after trying twice. Richards Group had too many matters to deal with back then, so he could only focus on his work, thus he did not continue searching for her.

“It’ll all pass, Evie. Our lives will only get better from here.” She nodded with a smile. “That’s right. Those scumbags can wallow in their own regret, while we’ll live happily ever after!” Her parents were furious to find out about her divorce. It was a marriage of convenience, after all, and the two families were business partners. They could not break things up that easily. She did not want to hear their nagging at home, so both of us moved into the villa she had bought before her marriage. As we were cooped up on the couch watching a game show that night, Caleb called her. “Why did you take everything away?”

"How about you, are you going to see him again. " "I don't think so, a long distance relationship and doing my intern work would make that almost impossible. I tried to use the line "we have mates out there" on him and that totally back fired. His mate is dead and now I just feel bad for saying that." I did feel bad for bringing that up, I like the guy. He's nice and a great listener, not to mention hot as hell. "He wanted to see me again and I tried to let him down easy first. "

I had never been through a divorce before or known anyone who had, so how would I know that there were more hoops to jump through than signing a paper? I sighed, placing my head in my hands, slumping forward. I thought the fight was over. “Liam hasn’t severed the mate bond between you two,” my lawyer began cautiously, as if afraid to give me the bad news. “Yes, you’re divorced on paper, but unless Liam severs your bond, you’re still bound together.” I instinctively touch the mark on my neck that Liam gave to me years ago. I hated it. It was an ugly mark, one that chosen mates had. It was nothing compared to the beautiful mark of a fated mate.

All this time I tried to find her but I cannot even find a trace of her scent. It's understandable to feel regretful and overwhelmed with emotions when you lose someone important to you. It's important to take responsibility for your actions and try to make amends if possible. Have you considered seeking help or advice from other pack members or even a therapist to help you cope with your emotions and find a way to possibly locate your mate?

I said and chuckled fighting the tears that were welled in my eyes. “What I am trying to say is, that we both don’t have a future, in a couple of days or months, I will find my mate and it’s Crystal clear that you are not my mate, because if it was, we would be feeling the mate spark but we are not. I know when you found your mate, you forget about me just as your dad forgot about my Mom, so I don’t think there is any point in wasting time on things that will yield nothing.” I said not looking at him when I was done pouring my heart out, I tilted my head and looked at him.

One day, if he finds his mate, I just need to divorce him and everything will be okay. I’ll finally live a happy life and probably try traveling with the money our divorced marriage produced and as for him, he’ll live a lovey-dovey life with his woman. I’ll also find my mate one day. We’re just not . . . meant to be. There was no us. It was never an option anyway. Like what happened to Calvin, one of us will find their mates and live happily with them. Afterall, the Goddess Artemis always made sure that soulmates are inseparable.

I laughed nervously. "Your husband is most certainly not your mate, child. I know you can feel that in your bones. But he is out there, searching for you. Dream sharing is common among soulmates. You need an adjustment, a course correction. Just like your mama," she again nodded to my dad, who was looking increasingly more befuddled. "And how do I find this man?" Divorce had already been on my mind, I may as well figure out some path to happiness and if anyone had answers, it was an ancient woman raised by voodoo ladies in the marsh.