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Divorce: My Unwritten Happy Ending

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 581    |    Released on: 07/07/2025

ck to the hou

my lawyer had couriered over sitting on the co

came back with a glass of warm water with honey, just the way

s," she sa

old Chloe, the one who would trace patterns on my back until I fell asleep, the o

ure except a mattress on the floor and two folding chairs. We lived on instant noodles and cheap wine, but we were h

my chest, "we'll have a house so big we could get l

But the love and l

r to the papers on the table, and the

a final, desperate plea from a drowning man. "Send them aw

d, the words te

forgive you. I can forget this ever happened.

ng to hear the words that could somehow glue t

n't love. It wasn't even anger. It was pity. The kind of

r silence was my answer.

chiming sound that was grotesquely out of

the door. I knew who it was

g a casual but expensive-looking linen shirt and jeans. He looked relaxed, con

led and creased. My tie was loose, my hair a mess. I was a guest in my own home.

low, smug smile.

a small finger at me. His voice, hig

ooking up at Chloe.

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Divorce: My Unwritten Happy Ending
Divorce: My Unwritten Happy Ending
“My world was perfect. My wife, Chloe Davis, the starlet I' d built from the ground up, was adored by millions, and our power-couple image was the envy of Hollywood. Then, a quiet ping on my phone shattered everything: a tabloid photo of Chloe, smiling intimately with an unknown man, a child between them holding both their hands. "Chloe Davis' s Secret Family?" the headline screamed. My mother-in-law' s subsequent call twisted the knife, confirming the child was Chloe' s and coldly stating, "You know you can' t have children. We thought it was for the best." The revelation of her long-held secret child, combined with my supposed infertility-a shared tragedy I thought-felt like a grotesque betrayal. When Chloe calmly proposed we publicly claim the child as adopted to "benefit our brand," I realized the woman I loved was a stranger, viewing our entire marriage as a cold business merger. The love I had for her crumbled to dust. "No," I declared, the word sharp and final. "We' re getting a divorce." She scoffed, dismissing my decision as an inconvenience, not a heartbreak, and suggested I was being "unreasonable." Suddenly, I was the villain in a carefully constructed narrative, the failed husband who couldn' t give his wife what she wanted. My supposed perfect life, built on love and trust, was a lie. Now, the real story begins.”
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