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 of

  • breathing human being–still couldn’t compete with a photograph.

  • at her, his eyes cold as ice. “Don’t come to my office again without

  • She silently gathered the blood–stained documents from the floor and

  • leave.

  • was still bleeding, but she couldn’t

  • she reached the doorway, she heard Lysander making another call.

  • of urgency. “Have you found anyone who looks like Ophelia

  • on the other end said something, and Lysander’s

  • suppressed anguish.

  • It’s been years! Why the hell

  • this isn’t

  • twisting with

  • the corner of her mouth curved into a sorrowful smile.

  • can’t make it? Well, I did. Don’t worry, I’ll train her perfectly, and

  • Uber to her private

  • sped through busy streets, the scenery blurred past the window

  • friends. And she

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  • his heart had never belonged

  • from the moment she walked into

  • twenty years old, Ophelia

  • only reluctantly accepting the arranged

  • social circle knew how

  • when he kept a memorial corner in his home

  • if she were

  • covered their bedroom with Ophelia’s photos, whispering

  • like she was listening.

  • her pain from his obsessive global search for Ophelia lookalikes.

  • stayed by his side long enough, he would eventually turn

  • with her.

  • forget about Ophelia, they would have children

  • way of slapping her in the

  • been pregnant three times and each ended in “accidental”

  • a pregnancy–until her third miscarriage,

  • you’ve been slipping abortion pills into Navier’s food

  • finds out, she’ll be

  • “If I had a child with another

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

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