The Heiress Returns

The Heiress Returns

Delia Alex

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"I've been through heartbreak, and I don't desire love. Even if I marry you, I won't give you love." Lisa stared pointedly at him, " Are you okay with this, President Joseph?" "Then...Let's sign a one-year contract. If after one year we still don't find ourselves compatible, we break it off." **** The Heiress, Lisa Morgan came back home after an ultimate betrayal from her husband of three years, but her father wouldn't let her into his home unless she agreed to his condition. "Take over the company and marry Joseph Bronson, or leave and never come back again!" As a woman who only cares about survival right now, her choice was obvious but she never expected the turbulence that came after.

The Heiress Returns Chapter 1 Divorce

Chapter 1

Lisa was about to cause a scene, something she had never thought she would do but found herself in the situation.

Her face remained expressionless with her eyes fixed on the hotel entrance, three seconds later, she checked her phone and a small sneer appeared on the corner of her lips,

"Just about time." She muttered coldly.

Without another waste of time, she put on her dark shades, picked up the documents next to her, then climbed down from her car, and stood in front of the entrance of the hotel.

She straightened her back, raised her head and the aura of the wealthy heiress which she had kept hidden spread out from all sides. Like a queen she is, Lisa walked in sharply.

The moment Lisa entered the private room, the people who had smiles on their faces and a look of enjoyment stood stunned as they all looked at the strange woman who had walked in like a queen coming to inspect her territory.

Lisa didn't mind the strange glances from the other people in the large room as her eyes were focused on the cheating couple who were being surrounded.

Her lips curved in a cold arc, then she walked forward gently with her eyes still fixed on them, but the strange thing was that the two people whom she was looking at didn't recognize her, but Lisa could understand.

The people unconsciously divided as Lisa walked forward and only when she had stood in front of the intimate couple did everyone snap back to their senses.

They all looked at her like they were about to pierce her body with their eyes, especially the man who held the waist of a dainty woman.

"Who are you? And don't you feel it's rude to barge into people's parties without any reason?!" The female who seemed to be the one being celebrated today spat as she glared at Lisa in jealousy.

Lisa acted like she didn't see or hear the lady's taunt and only focused her gaze on the man beside her who looked at her in suspicion.

She let out a scoff and her eyes which were under her glasses flashed with sadness, "What? Just how bad was I that after a little dress up, you wouldn't recognise your own wife?"

Lisa's words were like a bomb that was thrown in the middle of a silent chaos. Everyone gasps including Dane, who was Lisa's husband.

"Lisa...?" Dane asked in shock.

Lisa scoffed again, but she didn't respond to his question and turned around to pick up a glass of wine.

"I see you have had too much enjoyment, Dane." She said, then raised the wine glass to the embarrassed lady next to him, before she returned her cold gaze to the man who had been looking at her with surprise.

How long had he seen her dressed like this? Dane couldn't remember but he knew that after he had married her, he had lost the thrill of being with her and whenever he looked at her, all he saw was an unfresh woman.

"You-" Dane snapped back to his senses, then pointed at her, "What are you doing here?! Lisa, do you have to be so desperate? Even tracing me to this place, have you got no shame?!" He yelled angrily at her, then rolled his eyes in disgust.

No matter how much she dressed up, she was still a woman who wasn't useful and had to rely on him to survive.

"I didn't come here for anything, Dane. I only came here so you can sign this document." She said, then stretched out the document to him and he took it and read it with curiosity.

After reading it, Dane's eyes widened in disbelief, he looked at Lisa who looked serious, and then back at the document in his hand again.

"Are you mad?! You want a divorce?! How dare you request a divorce?!" He roared angrily and smashed the divorce papers on the floor as he glared at Lisa.

The crowd in the room gasped in surprise.

Lisa looked at the papers scattered on the floor and bent down to pick them up.

She looked up after she had picked them up, then let out a laugh that sounded so shallow and mocking.

Lisa suddenly clenched the glass in her hand and threw her hand, splashing the contents in the glass on the faces of the cheating couple.

"Ahhh! How could you splash the drink on me?!"

"Lisa!!!"

The first scream was from the mistress, Claire, the secretary of Dane and the other was from her husband.

Lisa glared back at them in rage, her blood boiling as she remembered how much she had sacrificed for this ungrateful man and what he had given in return.

"You ask how I dared request a divorce from a cheater?!" Lisa roared in disbelief, she pressed on and glared at him viciously.

"Three years of devotion, three years of my youth, three years of suffering under your emotional and physical abuse, three years of being treated as nothing by your mother and what you gave me is cheating on me with your secretary?!"

She gritted her teeth so painfully in regret.

She, the heiress of one of the leading families in the country had actually fallen to this point?

She closed her eyes and couldn't help but recall how she had felt when she caught him kissing his secretary in his car on the day of the anniversary. It had been so painful that she wanted to die, but she wasn't taught that way.

If something wasn't meant for her, then she would let it go, but was Dane someone who will eat a loss easily? Well, No!

He looked at the people who watched them like they were animals in the zoo and felt so embarrassed. His eyes spat out fire as he glared at Lisa as she had caused all this.

"You want a divorce? Never!" He roared.

Lisa froze, then suddenly raised her hand and...

SLAP!!

The air in the large room froze, everyone 's eyes focused on Lisa who swiveled her palm to reduce the pain.

"This is for the emotional pain you caused me, but this is just the tip," Lisa said then stretched out the divorce document to him again.

"Sign it, unless you don't want to let me go? Or...You can't do without me?!" Lisa mocked, which snapped everyone back to their senses including the one who had been slapped.

"How dare you lay your hand on me, Lisa?! You want to die?!" He roared again but Lisa wasn't a bit threatened as all she did was stretch the document to him.

"Sign the divorce document!" She repeated.

The room became silent as everyone waited for Dane's decision.

"Urggh...! Dane, help! My tummy.."

The cry of Claire, the mistress who had been quiet suddenly echoed in the room bringing confusion and chaos.

Lisa watched as Dane's eyes widened as he rushed towards her, he asked her gently what was wrong and Lisa's hands secretly clenched as she thought of something.

She looked at them, and noticed Dane's palm on Claire's tummy, Lisa froze, her breathing paused and her eyes met Claire who had a smug look.

Lisa watched as her husband clamoured and ran about as he cared for his mistress.

Suddenly she let out chuckles, her eyes flashed with self-mockery. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then spat out, "Since your mistress is pregnant, then you should do the needful, which is to divorce me!"

Murmurs flew around as everyone looked at Lisa in pity but it was like she didn't notice as all she wanted was to leave this place.

Dane paused and was about to scold her, but his shirt was suddenly pulled, he lowered his head and saw his gentle woman looking at him, "Our child..."She muttered sadly which hurt his heart.

The words he was about to say got stuck in his throat, and what came out was, "Since you want a divorce, then don't think of taking anything from me! And don't you ever regret it, because I wouldn't take you back!" He gave his conditions loud and clear without being ashamed.

Lisa froze, then let out a sneer, "You don't need to worry about that, I regret divorcing a cheater!"

"You-" He paused, then chuckled, "Okay! I await the day you come back begging me to take you back. I want to see which man would want to keep a barren home!" He said, then snatched the divorce document and signed his name.

Lisa looked at the signed divorce papers and felt like crying but she knew she couldn't, not in front of these people.

Without a word, she turned around decisively to leave.

"Claire, now that I am divorced, our son wouldn't be an illegitimate child and for that to happen, you have to be my wife. Will you marry me, Claire?!"

That was the last word Lisa heard before she left the room without looking back.

She stood at the entrance of the hotel with the document clenched in her hand. She inhaled a mouthful of air, then exhaled.

"I'm free..,"

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“"I've been through heartbreak, and I don't desire love. Even if I marry you, I won't give you love." Lisa stared pointedly at him, " Are you okay with this, President Joseph?" "Then...Let's sign a one-year contract. If after one year we still don't find ourselves compatible, we break it off." **** The Heiress, Lisa Morgan came back home after an ultimate betrayal from her husband of three years, but her father wouldn't let her into his home unless she agreed to his condition. "Take over the company and marry Joseph Bronson, or leave and never come back again!" As a woman who only cares about survival right now, her choice was obvious but she never expected the turbulence that came after.”
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Chapter 1 Divorce

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Chapter 2 A Drunken Night

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Chapter 3 The Heiress Is Back: The Conditions.

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Chapter 4 1 Year Contract: Hello, Mrs Bronson.

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Chapter 5 A Public Union

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Chapter 6 Cold Warms, Warm Glances

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Chapter 7 The Heiress Returns

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Chapter 8 Poisoned Whispers

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Chapter 9 Mixed Feelings

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Chapter 10 Doubts and Drinks

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Chapter 11 The Shadow Moves

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Chapter 12 Near Collision

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Chapter 13 Another Attack

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Chapter 14 A Step Closer

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Chapter 15 Cracks in the Ice

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Chapter 16 The Numbers Bleed

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