My Husband Only Started Loving Me After The Divorce

Chapter 6

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n her veins cooled, leaving behind a desolate, frozen landscape. There was

ftened into pathetic little whimpers. "Jules, please, stop," she whispered, her

tightened, his belief in Bianca's sweet nature and

mur of comfort, before turning his wrath back

was staggering. "Apologize?" she asked, h

he growled, his voice dro

because of me. I... I should go." She made a show of trying to stand, the

nsified, and black spots danced at the edges of her vision. The adrenaline that had fueled her counterattack was gone,

s furious breathing, Bianca's crocodile tears-it all s

toward the door, her gaze fixed on Bianca. "Get out," she manag

, the light in the room dissolved into darkness, and her body

shot out on

reality against his chest. He expected the cold, limp feel of a faint, b

er face, now slack and unnervingly pale beneath the streaks of blood. Her lips were tinged with

ion shift so completely,

ulder. "Get your clothes on," he said to Bianca, his voice clipped a

assed Bianca. He looked at her, really looked at her, for the first time s

asked, his tone laced with a new, unwelcom

fast. "It was broken, just spraying water everywhere. I didn't want to b

second longer before turning and carrying Alici

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“On her third wedding anniversary, Alicia was crushed in a horrific multi-car pileup. Trapped in the bloody wreckage, she used her last ounce of strength to call her husband, Julian, for help. The call connected, but instead of his voice, she heard loud music and the clinking of glasses. Julian was at a party, tenderly wishing his mistress, Bianca, a happy birthday. After surviving the night alone in the hospital, Alicia dragged her battered, bleeding body back to their penthouse. She found Bianca wearing her silk robe, sitting at the vanity in her master bedroom. When Julian walked out of the shower, his first reaction wasn't concern for his injured wife. Instead, he looked at her bandaged head with absolute disgust. "What kind of trick are you playing now?" To prove she was faking it for attention, he violently ripped the bandage right off her fresh wound. As blood poured down her face, Julian wrapped his arms around a fake-crying Bianca, calling Alicia an insane, manipulative monster. For three years, she had endured his coldness, her genuine love constantly dismissed as the schemes of a social-climbing liar. She didn't understand how the man she once loved could be so blind, so casually cruel while she was literally bleeding out in front of him. But looking at the two of them standing united against her, the last embers of her love finally turned to ash. She calmly wiped the blood from her face and called her best friend. "I need a divorce lawyer. The best one you can find."”