Chapter 1
I closed my eyes and whispered, “This is the ninth divorce.”
Lucas Dalton rubbed his forehead and spoke with regret.
“Sharon, my older brother passed away so suddenly, leaving Doris alone with a baby on the way. I can’t just abandon them.
“But don’t worry, we’ll get back together as soon as the baby is born, and this time, we’ll never split again.”
I didn’t respond.
After all, I’d heard those exact words eight times before.
People called me the queen of eight divorces, and to be fair, even I found it absurd.
I picked up the printed divorce papers, and a nearby clerk quietly asked me with a smirk.
“When are you coming back for the next one?”
I answered calmly, “There won’t be another time.”
The moment Lucas and I walked out of the courthouse, Doris Bryant rushed over as if she’d been waiting forever.
“Where’s the divorce paper? Let me see!”
Lucas looked helpless. He took the document from me and handed it to her gently.
“Sharon and I are divorced now. Why would I lie to you? You’re due soon, you should focus on resting.”
She inspected the certificate closely, reading it over and over, then
gave me a smug smile and raised her chin like she’d won.
“That’s perfect. Now I can relax and focus on my child.”
I smiled outwardly, but inside, I felt only pain.
Lucas completely missed the cold stare Doris shot at me, and continued in a soft tone.
“Great, now that we have the divorce papers, let’s go home quickly.”
I followed him without a word, but just as I reached for the car door, Doris stepped between us, her belly brushing against me.
She clung to his arm and glared at me like I’d done something wrong.
“You have no shame? Didn’t your parents teach you that men and women shouldn’t get too close once they’ve split?
“You two are divorced. Why are you still getting into his car? Don’t you care about what people will say?”
I felt anger rise inside me, and I glanced at Lucas’s face.
Though he looked uneasy, I could still see warmth in his eyes when he looked at her,
He gently touched her belly and said softly, “Doris, you’re almost due. Even though Sharon and I are no longer married, she’ll stay around to take care of you.
“Besides, there’s a lot to prepare for the baby. With Sharon by your
side, you won’t have to worry about anything. Just rest and wait for the delivery.”
Doris frowned and gave me a few sharp looks before reluctantly
agreeing. “Fine. You can stay at his house for now. But don’t ride in his car. Take a taxi!”
Lucas turned to me with an apologetic look, his lips pressed into a tight line.
“Sharon…”
Here we go again.
Whatever she said was treated like a law, and he always expected me to go along with it, no matter how ridiculous it was.
And now, I couldn’t even sit in his car.
I forced a smile and stepped back. “It’s fine. I’ll take a taxi.”
Doris sat in the front passenger seat, looking as pleased as ever.
Lucas reached for my hand quietly and looked at me with guilt.
“She gets very emotional during pregnancy. We should try to be more understanding. After all, the baby she’s carrying is the last piece of Andrew’s legacy. I just can’t risk anything going wrong.”
“Honey, I know you’ve been through a lot. But once she gives birth, we’ll get married again and stay together forever. I promise.”
Before I could say anything, Doris yelled from the car.
“Lucas!”
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He pulled his hand away quickly, as if he’d been shocked, and hurried into the car.
I stood there in silence.
As the car drove off into the distance, I felt my heart lighten.
The first time we divorced was because we went to a movie for our anniversary without letting her come along.
The second time was because she claimed her crystal bracelet broke.
The third time happened after she had a dream about Andrew Dalton, my brother–in–law.
And then came the fourth, fifth, and so on…
Each reason was more ridiculous than the last, yet Lucas fell for every one of them.
Over the past few months, I tried talking to him countless times, and I even tried to make a scene like what Doris did.
But each time, he just watched me fall apart with no reaction, gave me a few designer bags, and then held my hand gently.
“Sharon, I don’t blame you for not understanding, but right now, we need to make sure Doris comes first.
“I’m sorry you have to suffer through this, but I promise, once the baby arrives, she won’t be spoiled anymore. Please just hold on a little longer.”
Too many promises turned into empty words.
I couldn’t take it anymore.
Taking a deep breath, I pulled out my phone and made a call.
It connected instantly, and a warm voice greeted me.
“My dear Sharon, did you miss me?”
My eyes welled up immediately, and I fought hard to stop myself from crying.
“Grandpa, Lucas and I are officially divorced. Please send someone to pick me up tomorrow.
“And also, end all business ties with him. I want nothing more to do with him.“.
