Our fated divorce novel

Chapter 1 The story of Abigail Wagner and Lucas Faulkner still circulated in the art and finance worlds - and people shook their heads every time it came up . Abigail , a prodigy who shot to fame with a single painting at the Venice Biennale and was once hailed as a once - in - a - generation talent , gave up her future and became a housewife no one took seriously . Lucas was a star financial advisor managing portfolios worth billions , a man who lived for charts , projections , and returns . To him , people barely registered . They were a completely mismatched couple .

But Abigail refused to believe it and loved him with everything she had . Because of Lucas's fragile stomach , she set down her brushes and took up the apron , moving from the canvas to the kitchen . Hands once stained with oil paint now smelled permanently of dish soap . When he was negotiating deals and got forced to drink , she waited in the freezing snow for three hours just to hand him a warm hangover soup - earning nothing but mocking remarks like , " So the great painter Ms. Wagner is a driver now ? " That year , she almost gave up .

0.00 % 18:18 Chapter 1 288 Voucher But on the night she was packing her bags , Lucas , burning with fever , grabbed her clothes . Only then did she realize that even this eternally rational man could look so helpless . That single look cost her another five years . Today was the fifth anniversary of their marriage . Abigail booked the place Lucas had once casually praised . She waited from early morning until the city lights came on . Her messages went unanswered . She called 30 times , yet all she got was the same mechanical voice saying , " The subscriber you dialed is busy .

" The waiters cleared away the cold dishes , pity plain in their eyes . " Everything has a shelf life , Ma'am─hot meals and human feelings alike , " the owner said softly , handing her a cup of water . Abigail's fingers trembled , but she stubbornly drove to Lucas's office building anyway . The moment she turned off the engine , her phone lit up . After being out of touch all day , Lucas finally replied with two words - " Working late . " Abigail looked up at his office on the top floor , where he spent most of his time , and forced a bitter smile . Then a notification popped up .

Adrienne Parrish , Lucas's new intern , 13.93 % 18:18 U Chapter 1 1288 Vouchers had posted on social media . The photo showed a celebration dinner for a successful funding round . Beside a champagne tower , Lucas was caught mid - smile - a rare sight . The caption read , " Mr. Faulkner says he'll never miss any important moment in my growth . I'm grateful . " Through the floor - to - ceiling windows , a landmark building loomed , right across from the restaurant Abigail had booked .

While Abigail waited anxiously in that private room , gradually sinking into despair , he was across the street , celebrating with another woman . Abigail's eyes burned with tears as she locked the screen and turned the car around for home . When she walked in , Lucas was already on the couch , rubbing his temples . Clearly , he had only just returned . Seeing her , he frowned . " Where did you go ? It's almost midnight . You know how much I hate being disturbed by someone coming home late . " Standing in the entryway , Abigail stared at the faint champagne stain on his collar .

The despair she'd held back all night finally washed over her . " Have you ever remembered what day it is ? " Before he could answer , his phone rang . The caller ID read , " Addie . " Abigail's nerves snapped . She rushed over , pressing her hand over his , 28.53 % 18.18 Chapter 1 tears welling in her eyes . " Don't answer it . " Lucas clicked his tongue impatiently . " Stop it . " Then , he pushed her aside and answered the call . Adrienne said something , and as soon as the call ended , he snatched his coat and got up .

" So one call from Adrienne is enough to get you out in the middle of the night ? " Abigail blocked his path , her voice hoarse . " I waited for you all day like an idiot . And this is what I get ? " Lucas paused mid - motion as he put on his coat . He turned around , his gaze filled with the weary scrutiny typical of those in power . " The IPO Adrienne is handling is at a critical stage . It's a key project for the company this year , " he said flatly . " Abigail , can you act your age ? The value I'm talking about isn't something you can produce by doodling at home .

" When he reached for the door , Abigail threw away her last shred of dignity and hugged him from behind . " Luke , the project can wait for one night . Please ... don't leave . " Sensing her trembling , Lucas hesitated for only a second before calmly prying her fingers off one by one , " Don't be unreasonable . I have to go . " " Lucas , if you walk out that door tonight , we're getting divorced . " Abigail let go , her voice turning cold , carrying the resolve of someone who had nothing left to lose . 43.90 % Chapter 1 1 288 ( Vouchers Lucas stopped in his tracks .

He stood in the doorway and turned back against the light . His expression was cold , edged with the impatience he reserved for the unreasonable . " Abigail , " he said lightly , " you were the one who insisted on being with me , weren't you ? " The door opened . Cold air rushed in , cutting straight through her thin shirt . " Do whatever you want , " he said . This time , he left more decisively than ever . The chime of the smart lock echoed through the house . Abigail stood alone in the empty living room , her ears ringing .

Almost without thinking , she grabbed her keys and drove straight to the club Adrienne had posted about . She couldn't get into the main hall , so she stood outside , watching and listening through the floor - to - ceiling glass . She caught a vague glimpse of Lucas , never one to let a woman get close , leaning slightly forward . " Next time you step in to take drinks for me at these business events , be a little smarter . If you end up with a stomachache , I'm the one who has to take care of you .

" He brought a glass of warm water to Adrienne's lips with practiced 60.16 % 18 18 Chapter 1 ease . 288 Vouchers " Don't be mad , Mr. Faulkner , " Adrienne cooed . " You were supposed to go home and celebrate your anniversary tonight with Mrs. Faulkner . I was worried you'd drink too much , so I helped you out . Wasn't I thoughtful ? " Abigail saw Lucas pause for a moment before replying nonchalantly , " Don't bother with her . " Adrienne laughed softly and leaned closer to his shoulder . " Since Mrs. Faulkner is already asleep , could you stay tonight ?

I'm sick and all alone in a strange city . I'm kind of scared . " Abigail stared at them , unmoving . She thought he would refuse . But he didn't . He even reached out to steady Adrienne . " You're such a baby . Come on . I'll take you home . " As the two of them walked out , leaning on each other , Abigail instinctively stepped back into the shadow behind a pillar . She watched until Lucas's car disappeared down the road . They were headed toward Adrienne's apartment . Abigail knew that the apartment was under Lucas's name . It had once been her secret hideaway with him .

It turned out that her waiting , her breakdown , and her threat meant nothing to him . 74.19 % 18:18 Chapter 1 288 / Voucher She had believed that seven years together would be enough to soften even the hardest heart . Tonight , she finally realized she would never win him over . She suddenly remembered the day she and Lucas finally got together . He said he didn't want it public , so she pretended not to know him outside . He said he hated the smell of paint at home , so she shut down her studio . It had been seven years .

She had poured everything into him , and all she got back was the sting of being called desperate . Abigail sat on the steps outside the club all night long . When dawn broke , she stood up and brushed the dust from her pants . She took out her phone and dialed a number she had not called in seven years . " Armando , help me contact the auction house . Put the remaining paintings from my studio up for sale , and draft a divorce agreement for me . " She was done pouring herself into the hollow void of a one - sided love . She was leaving Lucas .

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