After Divorcing my Captain Husband

Chloe helped Michael up. Ever since their divorce, they had both stayed in the same city and kept running into each other.

She had wanted a clean break, but their social circles overlapped too much, making it impossible to avoid him. She knew this situation wasn't right. Maybe if she left, he would realize his feelings for her were just an illusion, driven by stubbornness rather than genuine affection.

It would give her more time to focus on her life, which would be a win-win situation for both of them.

Turning away, Chloe called out, "Tom, could you help me get him home?"

Tom sighed, got out of the car, and opened the door. "Mr. Shawn, please sit down for a moment."

No sooner had Michael sat down than his stomach churned, and he bolted to the roadside trash can, vomiting violently.

Even in his drunken state, he still tried to keep clean.

But the trash can wasn't exactly convenient, and despite his groggy efforts, he ended up messing up his clothes.

Chloe and Tom stood there, helpless. They watched as Michael began to strip off his clothes on the street.

you out of

and going. If anyone saw him, he'd be trending on social media the next day. Chloe

clothes...

rolled her eyes, thinking, "Great, now you care about

drunken strength, Michael had already shrugged off his jacket and tossed it into

expression. "Ms. Nelson, maybe Mr. Shawn could stay at your place tonight?" Michael refused to budge, and no one could move him. To make matters worse, he was now trying to

calling, driving Chloe up the wall. Just as someone

door, Michael collapsed onto the sofa. Tom wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. "Ms. Nelson, I'm sorry for the trouble. I'll come by to pick Mr.

Tom left, she noticed Michael had already removed his pants. She gathered his dirty clothes and

to the cold. It was already autumn, so Chloe fetched a blanket from the guest room and draped it over him. Watching his discomfort, she couldn't help but think back to

got drunk, but it had happened

juice back then, but he would turn his nose up at it, preferring to suffer through the night rather

took a shower and went to bed with no

startled awake by

had done so tonight with Michael in the house. The noise made her