Our fated divorce novel

Abigail had actually known for a long time that Lucas was here . That feeling of being watched was all too familiar - during those five years of marriage , Lucas had an almost pathological need to control her , checking her phone , installing surveillance cameras , even having his secretary report her whereabouts at all times . But she didn't care . She was busy preparing her submission for the Florence Biennale . Bethany had used all her connections to secure a recommendation spot for him ; this was his only chance to return to the art world .

To make rehabilitation easier , Bethany rented an apartment for him right across from where Evander lived . Two doors apart , coming and going , they became the closest of neighbors . It was another dusk . Abigail had just put down her brush , her right hand trembling slightly from holding it for so long . The doorbell rang . Evander stood at the door with a bag of freshly baked Margherita pizza and two bottles of Chianti red wine . " It's time to take a break , " he said , shaking the wine in his hand .

" How about a little celebration ?" 0.00 % 18.21 L Chapter 13 1288 Vouchers Abigail was a bit surprised : " Celebrate what ? " Evander walked in skillfully , plated the pizza , his eyes sparkling : " To celebrate the completion of the first drafts of your ' Rebirth ' series . Bethany told me about it - those sketches are really powerful . " Watching his busy figure , Abigail felt a warmth in her heart . Evander always picked up his discarded sketches one by one , smoothed them out , and then earnestly told him what was good about each one .

" When inspiration runs dry , why not go see some real scenery ? " Evander handed him a slice of pizza . " I took annual leave from the clinic and plan to stay at a winery in Tuscany for a few days . I need a sketching partner - want to come ?" Abigail looked out at the gloomy sky , in the direction where Lucas was hiding . " Alright . " He thought , it was time to get some sun . On the first day , they fed pigeons on the ancient city walls of Siena . On the second day , they went to Pienza and watched golden waves of wheat roll in the wind .

By the third day , they had checked into an old vineyard estate . Standing on the hillside , watching the sunset dye the entire vineyard in shades of purple and gold , Abigail suddenly felt the heavy stone that had weighed on his chest for seven years shatter . 25.29 % 18:21 C Chapter 13 1288 Vouchers " When we were kids , you were my favorite big sister . Later , you became someone else's wife , and I could only watch your news from abroad and silently wish you well . When I heard about your divorce , I immediately applied for leave to return home , but I was still too late ...

" " But fortunately , God brought you to me . " " Abigail , if you're not ready for a new relationship yet , I can wait . But I don't want to miss out again . " The car was quiet , with only the low hum of the engine . Abigail looked at the man before her , whose eyes were filled only with her , and her heart skipped a beat . This feeling of being cherished , of being held so carefully in someone's hands , was something she had not known for a very long time . " ... Okay . " After a long moment , she said softly , " But right now , I'm covered in wounds . I might not be that great ...

" " It's alright . " Evander interrupted her with a gentle , smiling gaze . " Healing wounds is exactly what doctors are best at . " 77.42 % Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella's storytelling style is immersive and addictive-perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.