Divorce after Marriage

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d showed his face at our house. He always did this, on the night of our wedding,

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ne's high school sweetheart including me, but he just took me as a sister, despite

s I looked at the door. Miles walked into the house, he looked as breathtaking

ummed at me, he didn't waste time as he stumbled upstairs, it was as if anytime he went out, he couldn't stay away from alcohol. I shook my head as I r

an investor in their company. I was jealous of the girl Miles was dating and I knew I wanted to have him, my judgment was clouded by emotions and obsession, so I made Dad force his father to get miles to marry me if not he

mbled down the stairs running his fingers through his hair as he

, it's not my fault you know," I said as I fumbled with the hem of my dress, I couldn't look Miles in

ng produced by the door, I held my chest through my clothes as I threw my head backward. I didn't like feeling like this, maybe if I could end this marriage it would set us free but was it really okay for me to throw everything away? I couldn't help but wonder

he blinds, I saw Miles's car parked downstairs which signifies that Miles was back, I didn't know whether to go greet him or forget

ng on my door. So who was the person knocking? As I opened the door, I was surprised to see

ast," the lady said as I laughed out loud, I

doing here but you don't have any right whatsoever to ask

n eye roll and I felt my cheeks blush as I looked down. So this lady was either a prostitute or Miles's lover. I felt hurt that he

t the other way around" I glared at her as I walked into my room slamming the door s

elt at home. I quickly showered and I threw in something casual, I wasn't in the mood for anything fancy or makeup, grabbing my purse and car keys I stomp