Divorce And Shine: Too Late To Say Sorry
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Chapter 7 I'm Not As Shameless As You img
Chapter 8 I'm Not Going Back img
Chapter 9 You're Coming Home img
Chapter 10 He Couldn't Find Out img
Chapter 11 Pressure Her Into Returning img
Chapter 12 Are You Trying To Seduce Me Now img
Chapter 13 I Have Zero Interest In You img
Chapter 14 She Doesn't Even Like Isaac img
Chapter 15 I Didn't Push Her img
Chapter 16 Do You Have Any Heart At All img
Chapter 17 A Nightmare img
Chapter 18 Why Was He Standing Here Now img
Chapter 19 Is Claude The Reason You Want A Divorce img
Chapter 20 Leave Me And Make Her Your Wife img
Chapter 21 What About The Divorce img
Chapter 22 I've Got Some Fantastic News img
Chapter 23 Why Are You Only Ever Close To Caitlin img
Chapter 24 I'll Drink It For Caitlin img
Chapter 25 Do You Want To Divorce Me That Badly img
Chapter 26 Are You Jealous Of Her img
Chapter 27 I Am Isaac's Wife img
Chapter 28 Did You Really Say You Are My Wife img
Chapter 29 Who'd Be The One Getting Tossed Out img
Chapter 30 Do You Suppose She Might Be Pregnant img
Chapter 31 It Was All Just A Pretense img
Chapter 32 I'll Never Give You My Blessing img
Chapter 33 Isaac, I Don't Love You Anymore img
Chapter 34 Spends Another Man's Money img
Chapter 35 Who Else Could Satisfy You But Me img
Chapter 36 How Grave Isaac's Possessiveness Was img
Chapter 37 The One Who Isn't Loved Is The Real Intruder img
Chapter 38 This Was His Game img
Chapter 39 Once We're Divorced, Let's Part Ways For Good img
Chapter 40 Consider That My Apology img
Chapter 41 Have You Stopped Believing In Me img
Chapter 42 Isaac Indeed Has A Wife img
Chapter 43 Have You Ever Been Intimate With Him img
Chapter 44 Don't I Have Rights img
Chapter 45 I Am Not Yet Divorced img
Chapter 46 Show Off His Love For Emmalyn img
Chapter 47 The First Time She'd Ever Seen Jaiden Lose His Temper img
Chapter 48 I Won't Fail Her img
Chapter 49 He Needed Her img
Chapter 50 Having Never Shown Any Previous Interest In Her Life img
Chapter 51 His Craving For The Unusual img
Chapter 52 The Inseparable Loving Couple img
Chapter 53 A Euphemism For Something More img
Chapter 54 An Intruder img
Chapter 55 She Meant Something More img
Chapter 56 Like What You're Seeing img
Chapter 57 Sleeping Apart From Your Husband img
Chapter 58 Your Body's Clearly Not On The Same Page img
Chapter 59 He Went Back On His Word img
Chapter 60 His Actual Wife Was Treated Like An Unwanted Intruder img
Chapter 61 Would I Have Caught The Two Of You Kissing img
Chapter 62 Are You Regretting Our Marriage img
Chapter 63 If We Go Through With This, Will You Leave Claude Alone img
Chapter 64 You Haven't Learned, Have You img
Chapter 65 Love Was A Mere Illusion img
Chapter 66 Her Shaking Wasn't Physical img
Chapter 67 Claude Enjoys Leftovers img
Chapter 68 She'd Never Truly Forget Him img
Chapter 69 I'm Doing This To Protect You Both img
Chapter 70 A Huge Mistake img
Chapter 71 I Did It On Purpose img
Chapter 72 The Stark Contrast Between Caitlin And Emmalyn img
Chapter 73 Once Jaiden Gave His Blessing img
Chapter 74 Caitlin And I Had A Misunderstanding img
Chapter 75 You've Confirmed I'm Unworthy Of You img
Chapter 76 Bertha Stands Up For Her img
Chapter 77 A Heart-Felt Apology From Him img
Chapter 78 We're Not Going To Get A Divorce img
Chapter 79 Trouble At The Bar img
Chapter 80 What A Hypocrite You Are img
Chapter 81 Mrs. Mason, How About We Make A Deal img
Chapter 82 The World Should See This Side Of You img
Chapter 83 What Does It Matter To You img
Chapter 84 Is It That Painful To Be Around Me img
Chapter 85 Not Tonight img
Chapter 86 You're Acting Like You've Been Starving For This img
Chapter 87 Is Bertha More Important To You Than I Am img
Chapter 88 You're Now Part Of The Team img
Chapter 89 Every Moment Of It Was An Act img
Chapter 90 I'm A Married Man img
Chapter 91 Do You Still Have Feelings For Isaac img
Chapter 92 Why Did You Say You Don't Have Feelings For Me Anymore img
Chapter 93 Missed The Drama Of The Year img
Chapter 94 Not The Woman You Adore img
Chapter 95 Your Title As Mrs. Mason Is A Joke img
Chapter 96 I Should've Shut That Mouth img
Chapter 97 Her Husband Was Holding Another Woman In Front Of Everyone img
Chapter 98 Manipulated Teresa img
Chapter 99 A Divorce Is Inevitable img
Chapter 100 I'll Ensure They Go Down With You img
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Chapter 2 Just A Habit

Caitlin's exhaustion vanished in an instant. She bolted upright from the bed. "I'll be there right away!"

"Don't come just yet," Phyllis said gently. "We still don't have a way to pay for the surgery."

Caitlin froze halfway through grabbing her coat. "How much is it?"

"Five hundred thousand, just for the operation. But with post-surgery care and medication... it'll be at least a million."

Her voice softened, laced with quiet desperation. "Caitlin, we've already drained everything to pay off old debts. Why don't you ask Isaac? He's family, isn't he? He wouldn't ignore us."

"Alright. I'll figure it out."

As soon as the call ended, Caitlin immediately dialed Isaac.

The call rang just once before it was declined.

She redialed.

While waiting, a news notification popped up on her screen.

"Mason Group CEO Drops 10 Million on Luxurious Yacht for Actress Emmalyn Rowe's Birthday Bash."

The picture attached showed a gleaming, opulent yacht with Emmalyn's name elegantly carved into its side.

As she scrolled further, her eyes landed on a photo-a tall, familiar figure with his arm loosely wrapped around a woman in a glittering gown. Even though their faces weren't fully shown, the closeness between them said it all.

Caitlin stared blankly at the screen. So it was true. He really was with Emmalyn.

Ten million-a sum that could have saved her mother's life-had been casually spent on a birthday gift.

It wasn't until she had called him a thousand times that Isaac finally answered. His voice was clipped and impatient. "What now?"

Caitlin's mind spun with flashing images-his back turned coldly on her, his arm around Emmalyn, his distant eyes.

Her lips parted, but she couldn't bring herself to mention her mother's condition. Instead, the words that came out were off-topic. "Where are you?"

There was a pause, and then his voice came back, more irritated than before. "Where do you think? I'm in a meeting."

Liar. He wasn't in any meeting; he was celebrating with Emmalyn.

At the thought of her mother fighting for her life, Caitlin swallowed her pride and forced herself to speak, tears stinging her eyes. Her voice was shaky, her throat tight. "Isaac, my mom, she..."

Before she could finish, he cut in. "Caitlin, I'm busy. I don't have time for your drama."

And then-click. He hung up.

The empty tone droned in her ear as she stared down at her phone, numb. Every part of it disgusted her.

Isaac's lies. His relationship with Emmalyn. His indifference. But most of all, she hated herself-for still caring. For still reaching out. For still hoping.

How could she be so blind for so long? How many times had he proven he didn't care, and how many more would it take? The bitter realization sank in as her stomach twisted.

She stumbled into the bathroom and gripped the sink before vomiting violently. Tears spilled without permission, hot and fast, as the weight of everything crashed down.

Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined sinking this low. Reduced to begging for kindness from someone who saw her as nothing more than an inconvenience. She felt like a stray-bruised, unwanted, scraping for crumbs while others feasted.

Leaning against the sink for support, Caitlin stared at her reflection in the mirror.

At twenty-six, she was still young. While she didn't possess the dazzling beauty of a movie star, there was a quiet, understated charm about her-something uniquely her own.

Yet, the past two years had taken their toll. Her body had withered away, collarbones protruding sharply, her complexion ghostly, and the spark that once shone in her eyes was now gone.

She wiped the fog from the mirror and whispered to herself, "This wasn't how it was supposed to be..."

Once upon a time, she had been a rising star in the design industry-brilliant, full of potential, and brimming with creative energy in everything she did.

But she had sacrificed her dreams of becoming a successful designer, married Isaac, and settled into the role of a mere assistant beside him.

For two years, she had clung to Isaac, living in a shadow of herself, with no dignity left to hold on to.

Caitlin dropped her gaze and dialed Phyllis.

"Aunt Phyllis, I have over a hundred thousand in my account. Use that for now. I'll find a way to cover the rest."

Caitlin stayed awake the entire night, going through her old possessions-college awards, magazines featuring her work, and certificates she had earned.

At dawn, she arrived at Mason Group, exactly on time.

Her role as an administrative assistant had been Isaac's idea, but all she ever did was deliver coffee and run errands. She was never included in anything important, never invited to meetings that mattered.

Over time, people stopped noticing her altogether; she became just another invisible face in the office.

When she first joined without going through the normal recruitment process, her sudden arrival had raised quite a few eyebrows. Rumors spread like wildfire. Some whispered that she'd used her looks to land the job, others claimed she was secretly related to the Mason family, and a few even speculated that she was some higher-up's mistress.

But as time went on, and they saw her handling only menial tasks without a hint of anger, their disdain for her became more and more apparent.

Robert Kirby, Isaac's personal assistant, was one of the offenders.

After a meeting with Isaac, Robert tossed a file onto her desk with a smug look. "Here's next month's project proposal. Take it to Mr. Mason for his signature."

Caitlin had grown used to it. Without a word, she took the file, her resignation weighing heavily on her, and made her way to Isaac's office.

The door to Isaac's office was slightly ajar. Through the crack, Caitlin could make out two figures on the sofa, their voices carrying through the gap.

Caitlin raised her hand to knock but froze when she heard her own name.

"Isaac, tell me you're not falling for Caitlin?"

It was Vernon Jenkins, Isaac's childhood friend.

Isaac's voice followed, his tone dripping with derision. "As if."

Vernon laughed. "Then why haven't you just divorced her?"

Isaac replied without a care, "I'm used to the present way of life."

Caitlin's eyes flickered as she gripped the file in her hand, those words hitting her harder than she expected.

He had never loved her. Two years of marriage, and to him, it was just a habit.

Vernon pushed further. "So when do you plan on divorcing Caitlin?"

Isaac didn't hesitate. "When the time's right, I'll do it."

Vernon's tone shifted, the amusement gone. "Just letting you know-Emmalyn's not someone like Caitlin."

Isaac was clearly getting annoyed by how often Vernon brought her up. His voice turned sharp. "Obviously they're different. What, you like Caitlin or something? I could help set it up."

Vernon let out a dry laugh. "Nah, man. I'm not interested in someone you've already been with."

Tears pricked at Caitlin's eyes, her chest tightening painfully as if her heart was being squeezed.

She couldn't stand there any longer. Quietly, she turned and started to walk away.

But before she could take a step, the door opened wide suddenly. She hurried to wipe away the tears in her eyes.

Standing there was Vernon, clearly shocked to see her. "Caitlin?"

            
            

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