I Disappeared Three Years The Day My Marriage Ended นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“No one is going to see us now. I can vouch for you that she fell in the pool on her own.” I watched him as he blinked his large eyes. It puzzled me. “Jim…” At some point, Clara had exited the pool. She trembled miserably while throwing herself at Jim. Jim took a large step back, as if she were a great enemy. “Don’t… I don’t know you.” Although the Cook and Smith Families had been friends for generations, Jim was not close to Clara. Clara glared at him and decided to suffer in silence. She never appeared in front of me again until the day of her wedding.

I dared not revolt. Sitting in the bedroom, I stared at the sky getting brighter outside. Then, I stuffed the clothes in my hand into the suitcase, changed into the clothes I had brought with me when I married Austin, and walked toward the door with my suitcase. I had been married to Austin for three years. Now, I had lost my baby for the sake of saving his first love. I had settled what I owed to the Thatchers and the Joneses with my unborn baby. From now on, I no longer wanted to be anyone's substitute. I wished to set myself free, as well as grant Austin freedom.

Anyway, as the moonlight fades and the stars twinkle above, I want to express my heartfelt thanks again to each and every one of you. “I Married My EX”—a story filled with love, revenge, and mystical lupine magic—has now reached its final chapter. Drew and Jette’s journey unfolded through moonlit forests, ancient grudges, and surprising twists. Your unwavering support, your laughter shared in secret, and your whispered encouragement fueled my imagination.

"Call me Iva. We're getting divorced." Fear flooded his eyes. "Forgive me, please. I screwed up. I'll never lie or see Clarisse again. I'll fire her. She can go wherever." I crossed my arms, giving him a mocking look. "Didn't you run after her today? She was gonna go home and get married. Now you're okay with it?" He froze, sweat beading on his forehead. "I don't care about anyone else." He shook his head, clutching his chest. "We've been together three years. I can't live without you. Thinking of you leaving tears me apart."

Finally, the tragedy of my previous timeline had passed. The Crossport Bridge carried tens of thousands every day without a hitch. My father’s treatment at the hospital showed signs of improvement. There was one more very important thing. I found my true love. In the end, Cassy and I got together. If nothing else happened, we would be walking down the aisle by the end of the year.

Chapter Three - Wedding Anniversary Night [Ivy’s POV] Today was my third wedding anniversary. And I spent it alone, as usual. Yes, I'm married. Although it was arranged and perfunctory, it was still a marriage. Today marks three years since I've been in a loveless and sexless marriage. That's right, even after being married for three years, I was still a virgin. But tonight, I was ready to lose that. My husband Alex and I were both orphans who were set up by the director of the orphanage we grew up in.

None of this did. I tried to think back. The last time I had seen her. The last time she had been in the office. My memory felt… incomplete. Blurred around the edges. Fragments, nothing solid. “She stopped coming to work after the last business trip,” I said slowly, more to myself than anyone else. The officiant glanced back at the screen. “According to this, the marriage was registered in-” "Las Vegas" I completed, my stomach tightened as a wave of memory hit me.

I said holding her hand. “I know! But that day our marriage started falling apart little by little. He apologized to me everyday but the life just got lost in our marriage but we stayed together as Priya was just five. Then one day we got a letter about you after nearly three years. I thought that was the end.” She said and I closed my eyes tightly.

I didn't want to be apart from him, so I turned her down without a second thought. I never imagined that in less than three years of marriage, the happiness would vanish like a mirage. "Fine then, Maxwell. I'm done with you." … Maxwell never came home that night. After sitting in silence until dawn, I headed over to the visa center to start my application. It would take five days to process. I thought about the weather in Beryllia and decided to head to a nearby mall to pick up some warmer clothes. The moment I stepped inside, I spotted a familiar silhouette.

Jasmine's POV Sweat drips down my body despite being in an air-conditioned car. My hand trembles as I hold onto the divorce agreement. I can't believe I'm finally divorcing Maxwell. We've been married for three years, and we were college sweethearts. Everyone looked forward to us tying the knot after graduation. The first year of our marriage was blissful, but afterward, I've been enduring the pain and heartache caused by his infidelity and emotional abuse. An unfaithful husband who shows no sign of changing.