Ch. Divorce My H 11 Divorce My H 11

Chapter 11 

He asked me to marry him. 

Not with a ring. Not on one knee. But with 

that familiar twinkle in his eye, and that soft 

smile that made him look like the boy I once 

knew–when love was easy and promises 

were unbroken. 

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“What do you think?” Mateo asked gently, his 

hand brushing a stray curl behind my ear. 

“Why don’t we make this wedding real?” 

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My breath hitched. For a moment, my body 

froze. The silence around us stretched, 

punctuated only by the soft crunch of snow 

beneath our feet as we stood by the lake, its 

surface frozen like the words I couldn’t quite 

say. 

“Mateo…” I whispered. 

He waited. Patient. Hopeful. And so, so kind. 

“I can’t.” 

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His smile faltered. Not completely–but 

enough to sting. 

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“I’m not ready,” I said, forcing the words out 

before my heart betrayed me. “I don’t think I’ll 

ever be. Marriage… it’s not something I want 

anymore.” 

“Because of him?” he asked quietly. 

I didn’t need to say his name. Mateo already 

knew. Jackson. 

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“I thought marriage was a fairytale,” I 

murmured. “I believed in the promises. The 

forever. The ‘in sickness and in health.‘ But it 

was all… lies. I gave everything. And when I 

needed him most, he wasn’t there. He chose 

everything else—everyone else—over me.” 

Mateo looked down at the snow, nodding 

slowly. 

“I lost so much,” I said. “Not just a husband. 

Not just a baby. I lost trust. I lost myself. So 

no… I can’t be a bride again. I can’t tie myself 

to someone, only to unravel again.” 

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The silence that followed was warm, not heavy. A quiet understanding passed 

between us. 

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“I’m sorry,” I added, reaching for his hand. 

“You’re… incredible. But I need to be free. I 

want to be alone–not because I’m afraid- 

but because I need to know who I am outside 

of being someone’s wife.” 

Mateo finally smiled, and this time it was real 

-tinged with sadness but full of respect. 

‘Friends, then?” he asked. 

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“Friends,” I echoed, squeezing his hand. 

The next few days in Finland were like a 

lullaby before waking. We made the most of 

every hour–sharing hot wine at open–air 

markets, laughing under thick wool blankets, 

watching the stars from quiet hills. We didn’t 

talk about what could’ve been. We just lived. 

Simply, and fully. 

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On my last day, Mateo gave me a tiny snow 

globe with a reindeer inside. “In case you ever 

forget how brave you are,” he said. 

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I hugged him for a long time. Part of me 

wanted to turn back, to risk it all, to try again. 

But I couldn’t. Not yet. 

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At the airport, I looked back one last time and 

saw him standing there, hands in his pockets, 

eyes soft. I waved. He waved back. And then I 

left. 

Returning to New York was jarring. 

Gone were the quiet hills and frozen lakes. I 

was met with the chaos of city streets, deadlines, obligations, and a business empire 

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waiting for its rightful heir. 

My father’s company had been in a slow 

decline since his illness worsened. Now, with 

his trust in me restored, it was time to step in 

-to become the woman he always believed I 

could be. 

The day I landed, my phone buzzed with a call from Gerald, our loyal butler. 

“Miss Trina,” he said, his tone tight with 

urgency. “He’s back.” 

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“Who?” I asked, even though I already knew. 

“Mr. Jackson. He’s been coming to the estate. 

Asking about you.” 

sighed and closed my eyes, rubbing my 

temple. “Did you tell him anything?” 

“Of course not. As you instructed, I’ve 

redirected him to various locations. But he’s 

persistent.” 

“Keep doing it,” I said. “If he shows up again, 

send him away. Don’t let him know where I 

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am.” 

“Yes, ma’am.” 

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I tossed my coat on the chair, mind swirling. 

So now he wanted to look for me? After 

everything? 

Too little, too late. 

I barely had time to process the call when I 

had to rush to the hospital. My father was 

waiting, and nothing–not even Jackson- 

would come before him now. 

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Dad was weaker. His voice was thinner, but 

his eyes still held that quiet fire. He smiled 

when I entered the room, holding out his 

hand. 

“You came back,” he said. 

“Of course I did.” 

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We talked for hours. About the business, yes, 

but mostly about life. He asked if I was happy. 

“I’m getting there,” I said. 

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“That’s enough,” he replied. 

He fell asleep halfway through our 

conversation, so I quietly turned on the small 

TV mounted in the corner, needing the noise 

to drown out my thoughts. 

What I saw next drained every ounce of color 

from my face. 

A news anchor’s voice cut through the room. 

“… Jackson Dela Torre and longtime business 

partner Donna Reid are officially engaged. 

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The couple announced their upcoming 

spring wedding earlier today, stating it was 

the natural next step in their professional and 

personal relationship…” 

My body went cold. 

The screen flashed with images–Jackson in 

a tuxedo, Donna in a white dress, her arms 

looped around his. The same woman who 

whispered doubt in my ear when I cried. The 

same woman who told me Jackson didn’t 

need a weak wife. 

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I stared at them. My former best friend. My 

ex–husband. 

So this was what he meant by looking for 

me? 

I scoffed. 

“Desperate to find me,” I muttered bitterly, 

“and yet planning a wedding all along.” 

I switched the TV off before I could throw 

something at it. 

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For a moment, I just stood there–fists 

clenched, jaw tight, heart pounding. But then, 

something surprising happened. 

I exhaled. 

Deep and steady. 

Let them have each other. 

Let them bask in their delusions. 

Because I was done being the woman left 

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behind. I was done begging for love. I had 

walked away from a man who broke me–and 

now I was building something new. 

Something mine. 

And they could plan a thousand weddings, but I wouldn’t let that pull me back. 

Not this time. 

Not ever again. 

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