Divorced After Marriage

bedroom. High ceilings with crystal chandeliers, gold-trimmed walls, and a massive bed dressed in ivory

ith a loud bang. The t

nny?" Damien's voice

er husband-technically. "I do

and live comfortably here? Become Mrs. Bl

red calmly. "I ne

Your family planned this! Made your sister run, and now you show up pretend

he accusation cut dee

d've never stood at the al

You'd rather stand at the altar as a ri

ur type. Pretending to be innocent. Claiming sacrifice...

fted her chin. "If you really believed I'm

rld was watching. Because I won't be ridiculed. And

reath. "So, I'm

the Blackwood name,"

urse him-but not tonight. Not on the first night of their ma

n't choose this, Damien. I never asked to be your wife. But if I have to endure

"We'll see how

stood near the vanity, stiff and uncertain. She didn't know whether Damien would stay i

doors, letting the cold ni

The media, the guests-even me?" he said, lig

l gently on the table. "I didn't fool anyone. I simply too

he choice

ther be humiliated in front of everyone? You know better than anyone, D

closer, his pace deliberate. "You

t being

her chin-not hard, but firm

e strong. But I see t

think I'm afraid of you, th

determine whether the woman before him was as resili

tomorrow, you'll sleep in the east wing. I don'

d quietly.

unning did her body begin to shake. She covered her mouth with her hand, trying to suppre

," she whispered between

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bathroom. Damien was gone. Her chest eas

notebook from her bag-something she'd tucked away

. I'm Elena. But today, I felt like a shad

me a disgrace. But I will not shatter j

wedding night held no gentle kisses, no

-

rning, a kn

ice from outside. "Mr. Damien would

the clock. It

e dining room that resembled a royal hall. Damien sat at the far

flatly, witho

posure. A full breakfast had

aper and looked her

g the divorce as

air freeze. "Wh

ve. No connection. And I have no in

ence. Her heart ached...

d quietly. "If tha

yes, as if surprised

oing to try t

from the start that I was just a substitut

ok a folder from his assistant,

nths. After that, yo