All Chapters of He divorced me for my sister; I married his richer uncle.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Renna's POV. His brows tilted in a moment of confusion, then he suddenly bursted into laughter, Nadia joined in and they both roared into laughter. Well I deserve that for keeping up to the hopes that a ridiculously terrible man like Hayes could ever change for the better. "What rubbish are you saying Renna? You can't be that stupid to think you can survive without me." He blurted amidst laughter. "I should have done this a long time ago Hayes, but I was so dumb to think you'll one day embrace the fact that we were actually lawfully wedded, despite the complications," tears were beginning to well up in my eyes as I spoke. "I know better now, and I truly deserve better, so why don't we set each other free and end the torture?" "My advice dear sister, going back home isn't a better choice as you think, father would rather choke on his breath, than accept you with open arms, share your husband with me and you don't get to be thrown to the street." Nadia chirped in, mockery lace

Renna's POV. There’s a strange kind of peace that comes after chaos... the kind that settles in your bones when you’ve survived something, even if you're still bruised. Yes, I've survived Hayes and peace was what I felt lying in the hospital bed, a wave of peace so new I barely recognized it. My eyes wandered across the room again, as they had a dozen times today. The private suite didn’t even feel like a hospital ward. It was all shiny with a portable TV, a cozy armchair in the corner by the window, and every other fancy furniture that stood out. Landon had arranged everything. Of course he had. The upgraded suite, and every other special treatment, he'd done every little thing, as if he had known me longer than I could remember. I shifted slightly in the bed and winced at the sharp tug in my side. Doctor Adolphus had said that I was beginning to respond to treatment and I was extremely relieved. A week or two of bed rest. I didn’t mind anymore. For the first time in years,

Renna’s POVThe hospital discharge was a whirlwind; doctor Adolphus reminded me, for the third time, to rest and not overexert myself. Landon hovered the entire time, his presence commanding the space like he owned it... well, technically, he owned everything else, so why not the hospital, too?Then we left.The ride was long and quiet. I stared out the tinted car window as New York’s bustling streets rolled past, my mind still clinging to the signature on the marriage papers I’d signed the night before. That pen stroke had changed everything, though it didn’t feel real yet.But it became real when we finally pulled up to… this.“Oh.. My.. God,” I breathed, my mouth falling open as the car came to a smooth stop in front of an enormous gate.Landon glanced at me from the driver’s seat, his mouth curving into a smug smirk. “Something wrong, kitten?” I whipped my head toward him. "Why is this place so… so huge?!”He chuckled lowly, pressing a button on the console. The iron gates began

Renna’s POVWhen I woke up, the room was already dark. I blinked rapidly and sat up, rubbing my eyes. “What the hell…?” I mumbled to myself, glancing at the clock on the bedside table. Evening.I had slept the entire day away.I ran a hand through my hair and groaned softly. I never slept this much.. ever. Maybe my body was still trying to adjust after the hospital, or maybe it was this ridiculously soft bed that felt like a trap.I slipped out of bed and padded barefoot down the wide hallway, when I reached the stairs and strolled to the living room, a couple of the maids immediately spotted me.“Mrs. Campbell,” one of them said, hurrying toward me with a warm smile. “Are you ready for dinner?”I hesitated. “Dinner? Uh, no, not yet. I just… need to stretch my legs for a bit.”“Shall we prepare something light for you while you walk?” another asked.I waved them off gently. “No, no, it’s fine. I’ll let you know when I’m hungry.”They bowed slightly and stepped back as I slipped out o

Renna's POV.It was the weekend, which meant Landon was home.And because he was home, I’d been hiding for the better part of the day.The bedroom had become my refuge. I’d slept, scrolled mindlessly through my phone, read the same page of a book five times without comprehending a single word, and mostly stared at the ceiling, listening for the faintest sound that might mean he was walking down the hallway.I hated that I was this jittery, but after everything that had happened in the last week, especially with Landon being an effortless flirt... it was easier to stay away. My pulse had been dancing in my throat every time I imagined running into him in the kitchen or living room, thankfully he never stayed in the room for longer than few minutes. I had only just started to relax, legs tucked up against my chest on the bed, when the door creaked open without warning.Landon stepped in.I froze immediately, my heart beating so hard against my chest. He was dressed casually, black shi