Divorced From The Pretender novel Chapter 6

The day I got my divorce certificate felt like I was reborn.

Having experienced a failed marriage wasn't the end of the world; what matters was knowing when to cut losses.

Nathaniel even transferred me 100,000 dollars as compensation.

I couldn't help but laugh until tears came to my eyes.

To him, after three years together, I was only worth 100,000 dollars.

I refused it and transferred the money back.

Life was too short not to stand your ground.

From then on, my focus shifted entirely to work. I needed to make money, buy a house, and bring my mom over to live with me.

That morning, as soon as I arrived at the office, my colleagues swarmed to share some gossip.

It turned out that Samantha got outed by paparazzi for being a kept woman of some big-time investor. That was how she was able to score all those top-notch resources.

Her wealthy boyfriend found out and dumped her, and I hadn't even kept up with Nathaniel and Samantha's updates for ages. I thought they'd already gotten married.

I just shrugged it off as juicy gossip chuckled to myself, and moved on. After all, it had nothing to do with me.

After work, I stepped outside to see a guy waiting next to a Ferrari.

Nathaniel rushed over the moment he saw me. "Celeste, let me drive you home."

I gave him the cold shoulder. I didn't get why this guy who'd ghosted me for two or three months suddenly wanted to find me.

Was he trying to come back after breaking up with Samantha? I wasn't some trash to be picked up again.

As I tried to leave, he blocked my path.

"Celeste, are you still mad at me?"

I gazed at him coldly. "Nathaniel, we're divorced now. We have no ties."

He put on that familiar act of someone who seemed to deeply love me.

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