The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 7

Three days later, Navier left the hospital alone.

The day she was discharged happened to be both Ophelia’s birthday and her own.

After her birthday cake was delivered, she lit a candle.

Closing her eyes, she made a silent wish: “May I never see Lysander Vanderbilt again.”

Just as she finished making her wish, Lysander stumbled in, clearly intoxicated.

He mentioned the cake and the flickering candle, and his expression darkened instantly.

He strode to the table and shoved the cake off the table.

“Navier Armstrong, Didn’t I tell you? You’re not allowed to celebrate your birthday on this day.

Ophelia doesn’t get to anymore, so why the hell should you?”

Navier looked at him calmly, her voice devoid of emotio. “So because Ophelia is dead, and I happen

to share her birthday, I’m not allowed to celebrate my own birthday for the rest of my life?”

taken aback, then coldly replied. “She’s gone. You could’ve

to step aside today.”

instant.

again, tears

in

remained angry with her and barely came home.

day, Navier would see updates on his secretary’s instagram revealing that Lysander was still desperately searching for Ophelia’s lookalike, but without success.

divorce waiting period

last, she

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she walked out of court with the finalized decree in

she returned home, she found Lysander passed out drunk

name.

“Ophelia… Ophelia…”

for a moment, just

word, she set his copy of the divorce papers on the table and

anxiously. “Navier… What if I

you’re Ophelia, that you’ve been reborn. He’ll believe it. With that face, he’ll treat you well for the rest of your life.”