Love, Broken, and Found novel Chapter 2

After our second divorce, I had applied and got hired as Jeff's assistant. I carried his favorite caramel latte, heart racing with hope, as I pushed open the door to his office.

Instead, I found him leaning back in his chair while kissing Larissa, who was sitting on his lap.

I lost it. I lunged at Larissa, fists swinging, and Jeff slapped me to the floor.

People had gathered outside the office, peeking in.

Everyone assumed I was still the CEO's wife, so their eyes were full of judgment as they looked at Larissa.

To spare her from gossip, Jeff ignored my tears, snatched my bag, and dumped everything on the floor.

The divorce papers lay there like a warning sign, announcing to the world exactly what our relationship was.

From then on, every time Jeff and I divorced, he made it public on social media.

Everyone knew Jeff loved Larissa. I was just the shameless woman who refused to leave his side.

But this time, Jeff's worry was unnecessary.

I grabbed my suitcase without hesitation.

"Don't worry. I won't bother you two again."

Jeff looked at me suspiciously for a moment until I pulled the suitcase handle and stepped toward the door. Then, he reminded me a little anxiously, "We'll get remarried on the 13th next month. Don't forget."

I paused for a second.

What a coincidence.

My flight out of the country was booked for the 13th.

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After Larissa returned, Jeff didn't think about me once.

This time, I stopped obsessively tracking his every move, which I'd do after every one of our divorces, waiting at every place he might appear.

Instead, I spent my days enjoying myself with my best friend, Scarlett Hargraves. We were living our best life.

Before I knew it, only 20 days were left until I'd leave the country.

One evening, Scarlett and I were waiting for our food at a restaurant when we ran into Jeff and Larissa.

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