Divorce Clock Ticking (Kenneth and Angela) novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Three Years

Angela Sinclair was in the midst of selecting a third-anniversary gift for Kenneth Sinclair when a message from Jennifer Lewis arrived unexpectedly.

A sudden onslaught of a dozen suggestive photos caught Angela off guard, leaving her momentarily stunned, her face draining of color.

In each image, Kenneth and her twin sister, Jennifer, took center stage.

They were sometimes in an embrace, sometimes sharing a kiss. The pictures had one thing in common – Kenneth’s gaze towards Jennifer, brimming with unmistakable tenderness.

Despite Angela caring for Kenneth for three years, he had never bestowed Angela with such affectionate looks.

[Familiar, isn’t it?]

Angela massaged her temples as scenes from the photos began to faintly stir in her memory. Before she could fully recollect, another message from Jennifer appeared:

[Sis, this house is one of your wedding gifts! Don’t you recognize it?]

[It seems that Kenneth has never again let you set foot in this place, save for your wedding night.]

[Because this house was prepared for me. If it weren’t for his grandma’s interference on the day you two got married, you would never have had the chance to come over!]

Each word from Jennifer felt like a piercing thorn, deeply embedding itself in Angela’s heart.

Her hands trembled as she tightly clutched her phone, typing slowly:

[Jennifer, please stop sending me these photos. Whatever between you and Kenneth is already in the past.]

Jennifer replied: [Huh. Is that what you believe?]

[I’ve been back from abroad for two months now. Kenneth has never come home during this period, has he?]

[Well, during his absence, he would come to this house to meet me every day after work. Do you know how he described you when we were sleeping together? ‘Like a dead body,’ he said.]

[How could you be such a failure? If I were you, I would already kill myself.]

[You’d better seize the opportunity to leave him when your old times still matter to him. Otherwise, you’ll only embarrass yourself!]

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Angela couldn’t recall how she made it back home until the sound of the fingerprint lock snapping shut at the door brought her back to reality.

When Kenneth opened the door, he found Angela seated on the floor in the entrance.

He instinctively frowned, and his eyes displayed unmistakable displeasure.

“Why are you sitting here?” he asked, his tone carrying a hint of annoyance.

Angela looked up at Kenneth, taking in the sight of his handsome face that still stirred her heart.

She hoped to find a trace of affection in his eyes, but all she saw was impatience and displeasure.

Despite him looking at her this way for three years, discovering his ability to gaze so tenderly at another woman felt like a painful cut.

Slowly rising to her feet, Angela stared directly at Kenneth.

“Why did you hide the news of Jennifer’s return from me?” she asked.

Kenneth seemed surprised, but the next second, he replied indifferently, “There’s no need to let you know. You always dislike Jennie.”

Angela let out a bitter laugh. Was it really unnecessary, or was he afraid she would discover the affair between him and Jennifer?

She closed her eyes, saying word by word, “Do you genuinely consider me your wife? If so, you wouldn’t be fooling around with Jennifer in our house!”

Kenneth instantly paled. “How did you know?”

Angela shouted, “How did I know? You should ask Jennifer! I also want to know how a mistress like her has the audacity to send those pictures to disgust me!”

“Angela!”

Kenneth’s face was filled with anger, and his icy gaze pierced through her heart like arrows.

In his view, Jennifer was innocent and wouldn’t do anything to harm others, let alone provoke Angela.

“My relationship with Jennie isn’t as unbearable as you thought. She’s just staying temporarily, and there’s no way she would send you any pictures!”

Angela was wounded by his piercing gaze. Her eyes turned red instantly. “Staying temporarily? Do you think I’m a fool? And you’re saying she couldn’t possibly send me pictures, so are you accusing me of smearing her?”