Arrangements of Hearts: Honey, let's get divorced.

Arrangements of Hearts: Honey, let's get divorced.

PrixyGoldstar

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Bella Flynn lived her life of privilege. There was an arranged marriage between her and her childhood Friend, Michael Sean, and this made him to detest her, thinking she forced their parents due to her obsession for him. Jealous and filled with rage, Bella set out to destroy Mandy, her husband's lover and in the process committed many sins. But her sin caught up with her and she died and untimely death. But her story doesn't end there, she finds herself reborn with her memories intacts. In her new life, she is determined to avoid any path of destructions she had taken in her past life. "Like you've always wanted. Let's get divorced." She told her husband and he was shocked to the bone. She thought everything will be fine and they will separate but michael Sean is not making it easy as he is not ready to divorce. Okay then, she will be the most powerful socialite and later divorce her husband. But who is she Kidding, Michael Sean is not ready to divorce. "Mrs Sean, you are tied to me forever. Till death do us part."

Chapter 1 Rebirth...

She stood on the highest floor of the building and reporters and cops surrounded her begging her not to jump down.

They begged her not to jump down, but she never listened to any of them.

"Miss Bella Flynn. The case will be closed in as much as you get down from there." One of the police said with megaphone in his hand.

She is not a fool this time around. She was wise enough to know that it's all lies. How could she kill so many people and they still let her live? She prefer to die on her own than to get punished from those hypocrites

"I will not stop until Micheal come here and tell me to stop." She said and some passersby cannot help but laughed.

Who is she Kidding? After had she killed the man's lover, friends and mother, the man still let her be, and only issued a divorce. If it happened to any of them, they will all serve her head on a platter of gold, brutally.

"Miss Bella Flynn. You know that won't happen ever." A reporter said.

'She is only chasing clout. She only want Mr Sean not to divorce her.' some of them thoughts.

She finally sighted a Roll Royce Sweptail parked a little far to where the reporters were, and her eyes lit up.

"I said it. He is going to come here for me. He is finally here." She said and they looked at the direction her eyes was fixed at. It was indeed Mr Sean's Car. A young man in black neat tuxedo with 185cm of height walked towards them with his face unreadable.

When she saw who was walking towards them, she was disappointed at first, but still have a little hope.

"Mr Parker. Where is President Sean?" The reporters asked as they surrounded the man who fixed his tuxedo very well.

"President only send me a single thing. He said that Miss Bella is free to do anything she wants, he doesn't care." He coldly said without taking a glance at the woman on the thirteenth floor.

She felt as if they pour multiple ice cubes on her heart. She staggered back as she heard the statement and watched Andrew Parker walked back to the car. He entered it and drove away. She could bet she saw Michael's silhouette in the car.

"Miss Bella Flynn. You see that he doesn't care about you. Don't kill yourself because of someone who doesn't give a damn about you." One of the police said, thinking she would back off.

She thought of everything she has done with her life. She has always been to over possessive and too obsessed with Michael Sean, and never for once in her life, achieve a single thing. They used to be so close from their childhood to her teenage life, until their parents made them married each other, when she returned from USA. She thought of everything and couldn't help but cried.

They must have underestimated her. She took a step to the edge and they screamed for her to stop. They were even negotiating with her and she stopped her steps for a moment and they thought she won't tried again, but she jumped down from that floor and what she heard next was the scream of the people and the sound of her body smashing to the floor. She could swear she heard her bone cracked. She felt pains she has never felt before. The pain was too excruciating, debilitating and overwhelming. Her skulls must have been opened as she felt her blood streamed to her lips. She shut her eyes shut, but still could feel the pain. She slipped into unconsciousness and never heard anything again. She was dead.

She woke up to see, surprised to see herself in her bedroom in the Emperor's Villa. She was surprised.

What happened?

Did he finally forgive her and let her stay with her?

She quickly put on a clothe and quickly walked out. At that moment, Michael Sean was coming with anger written on his face, and he held something but she ran towards him and jumped on him and the latter froze.

"Thanks for coming for me. You finally saved me after everything I've done. I am so sorry."She said with tears rushing from her eyes.

The maids around were shocked that this stubborn woman could still do this after everything she did yesterday.

"Have you really forgiven me? I know that you are always like this, very soft for me." She cried more but she was pushed hard and she fell to the floor.

The maids couldn't help but snickered.

Who is she to get on the bad side of Mr Sean?

She never thought something was amiss and continued crying.

"You dare to pretend to cry when what you did yesterday, was a total rubbish. You dare lied that you wanted to kill yourself and entered my company's pool. If you really want to die, go far away. Where it won't affect me and my company." He said coldly and she was very confused.

What is happening?

Did she not fall down from the thirteenth floor?

When did she transported to his office and pool?

Wait- this is familiar. It looked exactly like four years ago, when she entered the pool in his office, trying to threaten her.

"... understood?" She heard him asks and she watched him walked angrily.

"What just happened?" She asked no one in particular as she heard the car driving away from the house and the maids could only laughed at her, secretly. "What is today's date?" She asked a maid nearby her.

The maid looked at her in fear and swallowed hard before she replied with stutter:

Bella didn't wait for the girl to reply before she ran back to her room. The maids all watched her in amusement.

The first place she went to when she entered her room was where she hung her calendar. She checked the date and was surprised to see the year on it, 13th of March, 2019.

She was so shocked. She began to slap her head, laughing maniacally. Even maids have to rushed in and checked what happen.

"Hope you are alright madam?" One of the maids asked.

"All of you, out." She screamed and they all obeyed her at once, scurrying out of her room.

What happened? She could never explained what had happened to her.

How is it possible that a dead person was sent back to life? The heaven must have loved her so much for her to deserve this.

She only read novels about reincarnation but never thought she will one day face what reincarnation is, or was that all a dream?

Maybe it was a dream, she would be the happiest of it turned out to be one. But why is she feeling the same pains she felt in her former life? It's too real to be a dream.

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