Divorce With Benefits: A Second Chance At Love
#Married #Office Romance Jerica Evans, a devoted wife and clerk at City Hall, feels her world slowly unraveling as the cracks in her once-loving marriage deepen. Her husband, Jared, a high-powered lawyer with a fierce courtroom reputation known as "The Siberian Beast," has grown distant, and his cold demeanor leaves Jerica questioning everything. Once the pillar of her life, Jared now feels like a stranger, more lighthouse than man—steady but unreachable, leaving Jerica adrift in loneliness and suspicion. When she catches him leaving work early with a mysterious woman in a red dress, her world shatters. As she balances her growing suspicion with the suspicious arrival of Harold Braddock, Jerica's former flame, the lines between loyalty, betrayal, and her own desires blur. Her once steady life spirals as her husband’s frosty demeanor and her own emotional wounds collide. As the emotional distance between her and Jared widens, Jerica must decide whether to fight for a love that seems to have slipped away—or walk away from the man who once completed her. What will she decide? What is Jared's secret? Was their marriage truly over? Has she truly stopped loving him? This is a heartstring-pulling journey of love, pride, and the devastating cost of hidden truths and unspoken desires, where one woman must decide if she’ll fight for the man she married or leave him behind to save herself. Please support the book by voting. Leave reviews and tell me what you feel in the comments.
To Keep Her Close
"She was probably ashamed of him, hiding him like some dirty secret. A snake, that's what she is! You should be thanking God that she left you on her own." She then turned to her husband. "Noel, you won't believe how much I tried to get her to introduce her husband to me. Buts he slipped away like a slimy b*tch. She's such a snake!"
Harold stopped dead in his tracks, his jaw clenching, and his fists tightening. His mother's words dripped with venom, each syllable designed to pierce, to wound. Rage simmered beneath the surface, growing hotter with each word until it finally boiled over.
"Shut the hell up, Mom!" he roared, his voice a mix of anger and disgust. His gaze, usually filled with warmth, was icy as he glared at her. "We both know why she left me—it's because you couldn't stand that she didn't fit your idea of 'worthy.' You're the reason she's with that bastard now! She should have been with me, by my side, where she belongs!"