All Chapters of Divorced At Dawn: The CEO Who Begged Too Late: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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A Question that Shouldn't Exist

Miranda stopped trying to measure time.At some point, her body adjusted to the stillness. The silence no longer felt loud; it felt… expected. Like this room, this emptiness was now part of her reality.She sat curled against the wall, her knees drawn slightly to her chest, her head resting back.Five days.She repeated it again.And again.Until it stopped sounding like time…And started sounding like survival.The lock clicked.Miranda’s eyes snapped open instantly.Her body tensed.Her heart jumped straight into her throat.Not again…The door creaked open slowly.Light spilled in, blinding her for a moment.She pushed herself up quickly, panic already rising.“Aunt Felicia?” she whispered, relief and worry colliding all over again.Felicia stepped in, this time without the same urgency as before.“You need to come out,” she said gently.Miranda frowned immediately.“No,” she said quickly, shaking her head. “You shouldn’t be here again. If he sees you…”“It’s fine,” Felicia interru

What Remains of Us

Miranda didn’t respond.She held his gaze for a moment longer, calm on the surface, unreadable.That silence was enough.Adrian’s expression hardened further, irritation flashing into something uglier.He pushed his chair back and stood up abruptly.The sound scraped across the floor.Without breaking eye contact, he reached into his pocket, pulled out her phone, and dropped it on the table in front of her.“I don’t give a damn who you’re sleeping with,” he said coldly.Miranda’s fingers twitched slightly beside the table, but she didn’t reach for it yet.Adrian continued, his voice low and cutting.“It’s only a matter of time before he realizes how miserable you are and dumps you too.”A pause.His lips curled faintly.“Who would want you anyway?”The words found their mark… right on Miranda’s heart. But she didn’t react.Not immediately.She kept her expression still, her posture unchanged, her breathing controlled.Adrian watched her for a second longer, as if waiting for a crack.

No More Bargains

Miranda stepped out of the car slowly, adjusting her sunglasses as she lifted her gaze to the building in front of her.The store was precisely what she expected.Glass walls.Polished floors.Security stationed at every entrance.Luxury... the kind she has never experienced, not even by mistake, as Adrian’s wife. She exhaled softly and walked in.Every step felt calculated.Not because she was nervous.But because she knew.Adrian wouldn’t in his goodness let her get a dress using his name. He was definitely up to something… probably another way to humiliate her. The moment she stepped inside, a staff member approached her.Polite and professional.“Good afternoon, ma’am. How may I assist you?”Miranda removed her sunglasses slowly.“I’m here to shop.”The attendant smiled, nodding.“Of course. Do you have a membership card?”Miranda hesitated for half a second, and before she could answer, another attendant rushed forward. “Mrs Cole.” Miranda turned around.There were only a fe

Terms Of Survival

Colin’s words lingered in the air.“You still haven’t decided on how you want to have your revenge.”Miranda leaned back slightly, her fingers still holding the file loosely, though her grip had relaxed.Revenge.The word felt heavy.Not because she hadn’t thought about it.But because she had.Too many times.In too many ways.And yet… nothing ever felt right.Her gaze dropped briefly.Then, quietly, she spoke her biggest fear. “I’m pregnant.”The words came out softer than she expected.But they landed.Colin didn’t react immediately.Didn’t interrupt.Didn’t question.He just… looked at her.Miranda swallowed, her throat tightening.“It’s Adrian’s,” she added, her voice steadier now. “And I don’t know what to do.”Silence settled between them.“I don’t want to kill my baby. But I don’t want to carry adrian’s baby either.” Her voice broke. Colin stepped closer, slower this time, as if approaching something fragile.“How long are you?” he asked gently.Miranda blinked.“Almost two

Wonders Shall Never Cease

The event venue was already alive.Lights stretched across the entrance like a canopy of stars. Luxury cars rolled in one after another, engines humming softly as doors opened to release carefully dressed guests. Cameras flashed endlessly. Voices overlapped. Laughter, greetings, names being called.Power gathered here.And Adrian Cole was meant to stand at the center of it.His car slowed to a stop.The driver stepped out immediately and moved toward the back door.But before he could reach it…“Wait.” Vivian’s voice cut through the moment.Adrian paused, his hand already on the door handle.“What?” he asked, his tone flat.Vivian turned slightly in her seat, adjusting her dress before looking at him.“Aren’t you going to open the door for me?”Adrian stared at her.“Why should I?”The answer came without hesitation.Vivian blinked.“…Excuse me?”Adrian leaned back slightly, his expression sharpening.“The agreement was clear,” he said. “You help me deal with Miranda. That’s it. There

The Price of Pride

Richard didn’t need to point twice.Adrian followed his line of sight, and there she was.Miranda.Seated alone.Not just anywhere… but in a section that didn’t even exist to him until a few minutes ago.The VVIP section.She sat with quiet composure, her posture relaxed, her gaze fixed on the stage as if she belonged there… like she had always belonged there.Adrian’s chest tightened.“That’s not possible…” he muttered under his breath.Richard glanced at him sideways, amused.“You didn’t know?”Adrian didn’t respond.Because at that moment, he had already started moving.He stepped forward, cutting through the crowd with purpose.His eyes never left her.Miranda didn’t notice him.Or maybe… she did.And chose not to react.That thought alone irritated him more.As he approached the section, a security guard stepped forward immediately, blocking his path.“Sir, this area is restricted.”Adrian frowned.“What?”“The VVIP section is by special invitation only,” the guard added politely

Two can Play

Miranda didn’t bid again.After that first item, her paddle remained still.Item after item was brought on stage… rare paintings, vintage jewellery, collector pieces that had people whispering and competing, but Miranda simply watched.Uninterested.It didn’t go unnoticed.At first, a few people thought she was just waiting.Then more items passed.And more.Still nothing.The whispers started again.“Why isn’t she bidding?”“She drove the price that high and just… stopped?”“Was that her only target?”Across the room, Adrian noticed.Of course he did.His gaze kept drifting back to her, trying to read something… anything…but she gave him nothing.No reaction.No interest.Just quiet observation.Like the entire event had already served its purpose for her.Vivian, on the other hand, had completely withdrawn.Her paddle stayed down, her earlier confidence gone.The number she had just committed to still echoed in her mind.One million and fifty.For something that wasn’t even worth ha

A Taste of Freedom

Miranda didn’t go home immediately.She had no intention of doing so.Not yet.The moment she stepped out of the venue, the cool night air brushed against her skin, carrying away the last traces of the suffocating atmosphere inside.Colin’s car was already waiting.That was why she had lingered back in the hall after the auction ended. She hadn’t been avoiding Adrian for no reason… she had simply been waiting.The driver stepped forward respectfully and opened the door for her.“Good evening, ma’am.”Miranda gave a small nod and slipped inside.The door shut.And just like that… the world outside was cut off.She leaned back against the seat and let out a breath she didn’t realize she had been holding.“How was it?” Colin asked.For a second, Miranda said nothing.Then suddenly, she laughed.Not a small chuckle.Not a polite reaction.A full, unrestrained burst of laughter.Colin blinked.Surprised.Because this…This was new.Miranda wiped at the corner of her eye, still laughing sof

The Lines We Crossed

Adrian was already pacing when Miranda stepped into the house.Back and forth.Sharp turns.Measured steps that carried nothing but impatience and rage.The moment the door opened, his head snapped in that direction.But before he could move, Aunt Felicia rushed forward, reaching Miranda first.“Madam…” she whispered urgently, her eyes scanning Miranda from head to toe. “Where have you been? Why didn’t you come back with him? He’s been waiting… he’s very angry.”Miranda slipped off her heels slowly, as if she had all the time in the world.“I’ll handle it,” she said calmly.Felicia hesitated.“Are you sure…”“I’m fine.”There was something in Miranda’s tone that made Felicia stop.Felicia stepped aside reluctantly, worried about Adrian’s action and Miranda’s reaction.Miranda walked in.And that was when Adrian moved.Fast.He crossed the distance between them in seconds, his anger no longer contained.“Where the hell are you coming from?” he demanded.His voice filled the room.Miran

Game on my Knees

Adrian’s hand struck out before he could think.He shoved Miranda backward.She stumbled, barely catching herself on the edge of the table.The sound of her heel scraping against the floor cut through the room.Aunt Felicia gasped as she rushed out.“Madam!”Miranda steadied herself slowly, lifting her head with controlled calm.Adrian’s chest rose and fell sharply, his anger still boiling over.It took just one look from Adrian; Aunt Felicia hurried back into hiding. He then walked slowly to where Miranda stood, still frozen from almost falling. He pointed a finger to her face. “Don’t you ever threaten me with our marriage again,” he snapped. “That nonsense ends in a few days anyway.”Miranda wiped her palm against her skirt, unbothered.“Three days,” she corrected quietly. “By morning.”Adrian frowned.She continued without looking at him.“That’s when it ends.”A pause.Her tone was almost casual.She just need him irritated enough to sign faster.“I’m glad you know you don’t ha

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