{BL} Dear Husband, I want Divorce [READ ON WEBNOVEL]

Chapter 2 He's A Jerk

Ash's pov ;

I thought about all those times when we would fight. It was always me who gave in first, always me who sought to make peace. I was always so humble, so desperate to keep the peace, to make our relationship work. Maybe that was what gave him the power to cheat, to betray me so easily.

I remembered how my father, on his deathbed, asked Elijah's grandmother to take care of me and Samantha when we were kids. Which was how she made Elijah marry me.

At the time, maybe it seemed like a perfect solution to her. Elijah and I had known each other for years. I was sixteen when I first met him, and I instantly got a crush on him. But to him, I was completely invisible. He would never spare me a glance.

He would only come home for Samantha. I thought back to how close Elijah and Samantha had always been. They were inseparable, best friends who had studied together in the same school and college. And they were six years old than me.

I never saw the signs, never suspected that their bond could turn into something more. But I never once imagined that it would lead to an affair.

But now, it all felt like a cruel joke. He had never treated me badly, but he had also never shown me the love I craved. I always told myself that love would come in time, and that he would eventually see me as more than just an obligation.

The more I thought about it, the more I realised how blind I had been. I wanted so badly to believe in our marriage, to believe that Elijah would eventually love me. But he proved me wrong.

I feel betrayed not just by him but by my own naivety.

"I want a divorce," I stated plainly.

His reaction was immediate and explosive. "A divorce? Are you out of your mind? We're not getting a divorce!"

"Why not?" I shot back, my anger rising. "You don't love me. You said it yourself. What's the point of staying together if you don't love me? You should divorce me and marry Samantha."

His face darkened, his eyes blazing with fury. "You have gone mad!" he snapped. "You're being irrational. You should get some rest and forget about all this nonsense."

I felt a cold, numbing pain spread through my chest. He thinks my feelings are nonsense. He doesn't care about my pain, but he was quick to defend Samantha, quick to prioritise her feelings over mine.

"How can you say that?" I looked straight into his aggressive eyes which were aggressive. "You didn't even investigate the situation. You trusted Samantha without question but not me. You don't value me at all. You don't care how much pain I'm in. All you care about is defending her."

His expression hardened. "This conversation is over. I won't come back home tonight. Hopefully, you'll have calmed down by tomorrow."

He stormed out, leaving me standing there, my heart shattering all over again. But at that moment, I knew what I had to do. He might dismiss my feelings as nonsense, but I won't anymore.

I called the lawyer and told him to prepare the divorce papers. The next day, I signed them and packed my things.

As I closed the door behind me for the last time, I took a deep breath. It was over. I was free to rebuild, free to find my own happiness. And as painful as it was, I knew I had made the right choice.

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A few days later, I met with Noah, my friend and the current care taker of my company, Luxe Gemstone. Before marrying Elijah, I had built Luxe Gemstone from the ground up. When I married him, I handed the reins to Noah. Because he was the only one I trusted, not my sister and not anyone else.