The Silent Betrayal And A Hidden Divorce Novels & Stories

She chuckled, patting my hair. The more revelation from her, the harder it hit me. So this is it? The reason Mathew made me give up everything? The reason he wanted me to be just a housewife? The reason he made me give everything to Megan, deceiving me that he wanted me to focus on our marriage and get pregnant? I slammed my head against the wall, grabbing my chest and whimpering. The betrayal was too much to take in. “You were supposed to be my sister, Meg. My family. How could you do this to me?” Fresh tears brimmed in my eyes, but she just smirked at me.

My words dropped like a bomb in the silence of the restaurant. Juliet inhaled sharply, and Adrian's expression turned stony. Matthew stood there, stunned, as if he could not believe his ears. "What did you say?" he whispered, as if afraid that saying it louder would make it true. "I want a divorce," I said as I grabbed my purse. "My lawyer will be in touch with you." After I spoke, I turned and headed for the door. "Elena!" Matthew finally snapped out of it and hurried after me. He caught my arm, gripping it so tightly that I winced.

Just a flicker. Just a split-second of something in his eyes. But it was enough. My vision sharpened with the cruelty of truth. He knew. He always knew. He betrayed me with silence. My chest seized. Heat rose behind my eyes. I felt something inside me break…quietly, cleanly…like the snapping of a bone. The bouquet lay scattered on the floor like the ruin of something innocent. I whispered: “You should have told me who I was before you asked me to be your wife.”

Sienna was surprised how the receptionist could change her face so quickly. Her heart was inexplicably a little unpleasant—why was she so unhappy that someone was coveting Grayson! Immediately she explained to herself that she was now his nominal wife. Although the marriage was a fake, the marriage certificate was authentic. If others like that coveted her husband, it was she, the official wife, to be embarrassed! Sienna made a telling-secret look, covering her mouth and whispering, "But he is gay and dislikes women."

"Tell me! Who's the bitch?" Jacinda demanded. Seeing her face twisted with jealousy, I sneered coldly inside. Betrayal? She actually had the nerve to question me about betrayal? Wasn't she the one who deceived me into marriage to begin with? If Jaden hadn't come knocking on our door, I would never have known she had another family abroad! I hadn't even settled the score with her yet, and here she was accusing me of cheating? The mockery in my eyes was so obvious that Jacinda instinctively looked away. That was when she noticed that she had been unconsciously choking Benson. His face had turned purple, and he was struggling, unable to utter a single word.

Looking at her bloodless face, I delivered the final sentence I had prepared for days. "All evidence of your infidelity and your conspiracy with your lover to transfer hundreds of millions in assets was submitted to the court by my lawyer yesterday. So, this divorce isn't a negotiation. It's a done deal." Amber's eyes went wide. Her pupils were filled with sheer terror and despair. Her lips trembled, but she couldn't utter a single word. I didn't give her another glance. This piece of filth wasn't worth wasting another second of my sight on. I turned around and met Clara's gaze.

That was enough to drive anyone over the edge. The way he had divorce her was heartless... And still he cut her off completely. It must have felt like a betrayal from somwoyshe trusted. I couldn’t help but think about how that must have left her feeling... Broken... Lost... And trying to heal. Pain... Anger... That's all her facial expressions... It was a mess. Marcus had really messed her up big time by taking everything from her... Her hard earn money... Her trust... And afterwards he left her empty. I could only imagine how she was feeling right now in my head. He left her empty and vanished like a ghost and she couldn't fine him anymore.

“Zack, do I look ugly now? I know your status is different now, and you can’t afford a scandal. Divorce is fine, but can we not end this completely? Do you really want to give up on all the feelings we’ve shared? Don’t you feel regret?” Hearing her words, I opened my phone’s cloud storage and showed her the thousands of photos I had saved. They were all of her—of her joy during our dates, of her being angry when I couldn’t afford the gifts she wanted, of her cold demeanor after starting work. I had even carefully recorded her preferences and used them to pick out every gift I’d given her. Once, I loved her with all my heart, loving everything about her, but that love ended with her betrayal.

My mind raced with conflicting emotions – anger, heartbreak, and a profound sense of betrayal. I hesitated, considering whether to make them aware of my presence, but a second thought held me back. Instead, I quietly left. Their moans echoed in my ears as I closed the door behind me. My mother had never supported my marriage to Maxwell. In defiance, I had severed ties with her. The sacrifices we make for love. I brushed away the tears streaming down my face, a mixture of heartache and regret. The possibility of Ava and Maxwell being involved wasn't a shock; it seemed like an ongoing betrayal behind my back. The weight of deception sank in, leaving me grappling with a sense of numbness.

Suddenly, an awkward silence enveloped us all, suffocating the room as if time itself had frozen. The weight of the unspoken truth hung heavily in the air. The betrayal, evident in Brenda's intimate garment, felt like a slap across my metaphorical face. As Jude and Jade struggled to find words, the silence became a chasm of uncertainty, each passing second amplifying the intensity of the emotions swirling within me.