Once Divorced, Twice Married

rth loving. Then would you mind telling me why the hell do I need to sign

nn's

o Kendra. It was supposed to be a test, but it ended with a bitte

ven have a violent reaction. She just simply agreed to what I s

man? Does it mean she never loved me at all?

ht, alone on the couch. I lost track of the time, and while

uide to go back to my room. A few steps after, my

, while my whole body ended up in a c

unconscious, probably soundly sleeping. The aroma of her ski

y gorgeous. And s

ng first, then slowly picked up my fragile

myself in the tub until I sobered up. I steamed off

demanded her divorce, I scratched my head real

divorce? Does she really want to? Thought r

want

to wake her up. But the moment I laid my e

ibe coming out of it empha

was face to face with her, satiating my eyes with this goddess look. I traced her cheeks,

Until now, she's just plain go

in love with Sandra back then, but your features and personality didn't give m

rds knowing she di

a misunderstanding. Sorry if I read your sign

I was sitting. I gulped as I tried to hold her hand. To my surpris

r eyes said it all, how puzzled,

ushed me to give a lame excuse, "Uh, well,

myself for giving a ridiculous excuse.

ed my tongue, then sat do

she finally sav

my way here. I thought y

then she put her palm on h

om bed so I halted her,

We will divor

ld you I will be a good husba

probably hurt, so she responded, "It feel

would feel lonely," I even joked around. Not knowing the damag

ou'll remarry soon. You don't need to worry abo

iling widely, her eyes said otherwise. A thought entered my

I'll go to the guest room." She was right, now that divorce

orry painted on her face. So I

agreed before getting married," I re

" her eyes f

. You know he fancies you. He won't refuse your requ

on what to do, "None yet. But yeah, I'll help yo

that. Grandpa will surely understand that we at least trie

gh it's impossible now. Still, it sounds reas

? And by th

of his life. So I don't stand a cha

him?" my voice couldn't help but raise. For two years, I never beat a

w away every good thing just because his

his, so I gave her some comforting words, "Well, it's his

o?" she soun

truth," trying

ose to ignore it. Then later on she smiled at me and w