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The Second Marriage Chance

The Second Marriage Chance

Author: Feibulous
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Chapter 1 Echoes of the Past

Word Count: 1329    |    Released on: 01/05/2024

me?" Sarah inquired, her voice laced with hope a

rything between us has been pure

e papers, clinging to a glimmer of hope that one day, she w

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ra

ears, the door's 'click' announced my husband's arrival-Philip Cornell, who's

ed for his return, I glanced at the wall clock; its hands wh

waft of alcohol preceded him, mingling with the stillness of the night

?" was the question I

He refrained from offering further details, as was often the case, despite my desire to ex

! Let's take hi

rably heavier body in contrast to my own, which was significantly smaller, I

heavily as we carefully lai

hank

oised to leave Serenity Pines Estate. It was a rare moment of conv

s flushing with embarrassment. Next came his polo, a

husband, so physically near yet emotionally distant, bound by th

lling the air. My stomach churned in sympathy, threatening to betray me as well. With sheer

preference. However, maids from the Cornell household visit thre

seating mess he had expelled

as to serve our husbands. I hoped that by fulfilling this duty, Phi

s, tears welled in my eyes, swept up by the overw

r will I tolerate waiting for the overflowing love

eply. I've already relinquished so much for him, will his m

and banishing any lingering odors from the room, I

riosity piqued, I lifted the lid, revealing a stunning necklace ador

, a fact that fills me with palpable excitem

te things for Philip as his wife. Moreover, despite the knowledge of a select few ind

n his innocent face, a privilege I only enjoy on n

enderly kissing my neck and gently squeezing my chest, ig

is a symphony of pleasure, a delightful melody that resonates deep within. Yet, beyond our in

, their weight pressing heavily upon me. Yet, amidst this tumultu

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tchen as I busied myself with cleaning. Philip had left

state, always ensuring I adequately tended to her son's needs. She often invited friends

to keep the nature of their relationship discreet. Therefore, she consistently disrupts my peace

iping and playing cards, and despite this being my home, shared with Philip, the weigh

though part of me longed to request they not visit, as t

responded, while the others seemed

p and prepare tea and snacks for us!" Mrs

plete, I rejoined the group of ladies, placing tea cups, cookies, and wrapped biscuits on the table before returnin

an's back," Mrs. Wilso

ate vase slipped from my fing

is house?! My goodness! Do you even realize that the vase was imported from Japan? I highly

I'll clean it up righ

anted to slap me or yank my hair, but she h

ase. The sharp sting of a glass shard pierced my finger, causing a jolt of pain to shoot through me. Despite

me. Megan is Phi

of Philip's recent drunken escapades. Coul

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“"Did you ever, even once, imagine yourself loving me?" Sarah posed a hopeful question to Philip. "Don't make me laugh, Sarah. Everything between us has been purely about pleasure and business." Sarah had harbored feelings for Philip ever since she first saw him in a sports magazine. When his fiancée abandoned him at the altar to elope with another man, Sarah selflessly offered herself as a replacement bride to spare his embarrassment. After enduring three years of a loveless and toxic marriage, Sarah finally summoned the courage to divorce Philip, who was still pining for his former fiancée. She vowed to herself that she would find another man who would love, trust, and worship her like a queen. This is what she sought if she were to marry a second time. A year later, their paths crossed again. Philip confronted Sarah in a ladies' restroom, demanding, "Do not let other men touch you!" Sarah remained indifferent; her demeanor noticeably changed. "And what if I do?" she retorted. Philip's tone grew menacing, "You won't like what I'd do." Unfazed, Sarah shot back, "Mr. Cornell, I've never liked what you've done, even in the past. There's nothing new about that, and please stop whining like a baby," before turning and walking away, disdainfully leaving him behind.”