The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 11

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  • After five years of marriage, Navier Armstrong wanted a divorce.

  • When she arrived at the office, she spotted the secretary heading toward her husband Lysander

  • Vanderbilt’s office with a stack of documents.

  • Using the excuse that she was heading the same way, she took the stack of papers, discreetly slipping the divorce agreement among them.

  • As she handed over the documents, Lysander was on the phone.

  • Without even glancing at them, he signed everything–including the divorce agreement.

  • Navier stared at his signature on the divorce papers, momentarily lost in thought.

  • So this is it. It’s finally ending.

  • Just as she reached for the documents to leave, her elbow accidentally knocked over a delicate picture frame on his desk. It toppled over, glass shattering across the surface.

  • The smiling girl in the photo was now partially obscured by broken glass.

  • It was Ophelia Belmont, Lysander’s deceased first love.

  • “What the hell are you doing?!”

  • Lysander abruptly ended his call, his voice snapping with fury.

  • He shot to his feet and roughly shoved Navier aside.

  • She stumbled backward and her palm landing on shards of glass. Sharp pain shot through her hand, but she bit her lip, refusing to cry out though tears welled up involuntarily.

  • Looking down, she watched blood dripping from her fingertips, staining the documents on the floor.

  • Lysander seemed oblivious to her pain.

  • He knelt down, carefully picking up the photograph and gently brushing away the glass fragments,

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  • terrified of causing the slightest damage. His movements were tender and focused, as if handling a

  • priceless treasure.

  • the man before her, a wave

  • years of marriage, and she–a living, breathing human being–still couldn’t compete with

  • still standing there?” Lysander looked at her, his eyes cold

  • She silently gathered the blood–stained documents

  • leave.

  • but she

  • she heard Lysander making another

  • but carried an undercurrent of urgency. “Have you found anyone who looks like Ophelia

  • and Lysander’s voice betrayed a hint of barely

  • suppressed anguish.

  • the hell

  • this isn’t fair.”

  • paused mid–step, her heart twisting

  • her bloodied palm and the corner of her mouth curved

  • I did. Don’t worry, I’ll train

  • took a Uber to her private estates, Lakeside Villa.

  • streets, the scenery blurred past the window while her mind drifted to

  • together–childhood friends. And

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  • heart had never

  • Ophelia Belmont, from the moment she walked

  • Ophelia fell

  • arranged marriage with Navier as part

  • their Manhattan social circle knew how much Navier

  • tolerated it when he kept a memorial corner in his home for Ophelia Belmont, leaving

  • as if she were still alive.

  • he covered their bedroom with Ophelia’s photos,

  • she

  • his obsessive global search for Ophelia

  • side long enough, he would eventually turn

  • with her.

  • even fantasized that someday he would forget about Ophelia, they would have children and live happily ever

  • reality had a way of

  • pregnant three times and

  • was her weak constitution that couldn’t sustain a pregnancy–until her third miscarriage, when she accidentally overheard a conversation between Lysander and his friend.

  • been slipping abortion pills into Navier’s food every time she gets pregnant.

  • out, she’ll

  • what does that have to do with me?” Lysander’s voice was cold. “If I had a child with another

  • realized her previous miscarriages weren’t accidents at all–Lysander had deliberately induced them!

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