I am divorcing her 6

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CHAPTER 6

Damien’s POV

“Is this some kind of joke?” I mocked back. But inside, my heart was hammering. I could tell that he was truly concerned.

But no, it’s impossible. Celeste is in a sanatorium, under expert care. They know what they’re doing. How can she be in danger?

“Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted?” Theo spat with venom.

Then the line went dead.

I stared at my phone, stunned and confused. Was Celeste really in danger? Had I somehow caused it?

A strange, uneasy feeling formed in my gut. I tried to push it away, to remind myself that Theo was probably exaggerating.

But panic began to take over me. My pulse pounded in my ears.

Just then, Genevieve reached out, her fingers brushing against my arm.

“Damien…” Her voice was soft, soothing, but it made me even

more

uneasy.

“What?”

There was hesitation in her eyes. “I didn’t want to tell you this,” she murmured, lowering her gaze as if reluctant. “But since Theo is getting involved… I think you should know the truth.”

I frowned. “What truth?”

She exhaled, as if choosing her words carefully.

“Celeste and Theo….” She paused, glancing at me as if gauging my reaction. “They’ve known each other for a long time. Since

college. They had… quite a good relationship.”

My eyes widened. I could feel my heart hammering against my chest. I never knew about this. Celeste never told me.

“How do you know this?” I asked sharply.

Genevieve hesitated, then gave me a small, almost regretful smile. “Because we were classmates. Celeste and 1. And Theo. They

were… very close.”

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I clenched my jaw. “What do you mean ‘close‘?”

She gave a small shrug. “She never cut ties with him, even after marrying you. I always thought it was strange, but I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to cause unnecessary problems.”

Her words sank into me, slow and poisonous. They’ve known each other for years! And who knows what kind of relationship they had then? So this is why Theo’s so damn concerned about her!

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Everything was starting to make sense.

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I stood up and started pacing the room. How many men did she have? Did she ever really love me, or was she that great of an

actress?

Genevieve watched me carefully, then sighed. “Damien, I know this is frustrating for you, but maybe you should let her stay there a little longer.”

I stopped pacing and turned to her. “What?”

She tilted her head slightly, giving me a look of concern. “She’s clearly still in denial about everything. Definitely not realizing

her mistakes. Maybe a few more days in the sanatorium will help her… fully realize who her husband is and what she has done to

you,”

Genevieve was right.

Celeste had always been proud, stubborn–but once she faced reality, she would have no choice but to crawl back to me.

She had nowhere else to go.

Celeste’s POV

I barely slept that night.

Curled up in the cramped utility room, my body aching from the abuse, I stared at the ceiling, willing the hours to pass.

But my mind wouldn’t quiet.

Had something happened to Auntie? What about the kids in the orphanage?

Did Theo understand what I was trying to tell him? Would he come?

My stomach clenched in pain, the hunger gnawing at me after going an entire day without food. My body was weak and barely

holding on.

Just then, the door creaked open. I gasped, expecting another round of torment. But instead, the janitor stepped inside. The only

one who hadn’t treated me like an animal.

Without a word, he slipped a single apple into my hands.

“You need to eat something” he whispered, glancing nervously at the door.

My throat tightened. It was the first act of kindness I had received in so long.

“Uh… Thank you…” I bit into the apple, the crisp sweetness almost unbearable in its relief.

However, his next words destroyed me.

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“Your aunt… She’s still alive, but…” His voice dropped lower. “She’s in a vegetative state now.”

The apple slipped from my hands. I was even forgetting to chew.

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“That’s not possible,” I rasped. “She was in the hospital… She was going to be fine…“I shook my head, my vision blurring with

tears.

The janitor looked at me with pity. “They say she won’t wake up.”

In that instance, something inside me snapped. The last thread holding me together shredded apart.

A ragged sob tore from my throat as I curled forward, clutching my arms.

I had lost her. Auntie Eleanor–the only person who had ever truly cared about me–was gone. And with her, the last clue to finding my parents.

I had no one left.

I was a pariah. A discarded pawn. Stripped of everything.

And the man I once loved–the man I had devoted myself to–had done this to me.

I pressed a trembling hand to my mouth, suffocating the sound of my grief. Oh, God.

A deep, hollow ache settled in my chest, squeezing tighter with every breath.

This isn’t fair. It shouldn’t have ended like this.

Auntie Eleanor had spent her whole life caring for others. She doesn’t deserve this, I thought, a sob escaping my lips.

Slowly, the ache twisted into something heavier. Darker.

My nails dug into my skin as I fought against the wave of despair. A rage I had never known began to rise and consume me.

Why did Damien lock me away with fabricated evidence? Why did Genevieve go out of her way to keep me from Auntie?

If I had been with her that day… No–I should have been with her. I had the tickets ready. I was supposed to go to the orphanage. I could have saved her. Or I could have been with her before she’d lost consciousness.

And if it weren’t for Damien and Genevieve, I would have had the chance to uncover the truth about my biological parents. Auntie

and I would have found them together.

None of this would have happened!

The grief burning in my chest turned and twisted, morphing into a monstrous fury. An intense fire ignited inside me, boiling past the pain. Past the heartbreak.