Jilted Ex-wife Billionaire Heiress novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Moving On

In the official post, no explanation for the dissolution of Micah and Darya’s marriage was given.

No reference to the photo where Micah was caught napping with another woman.

Nor were Judy’s or Felicia’s names mentioned.

The public was, understandably, dissatisfied.

They left all kinds of scathing remarks under the post, shared their speculation on the reason for the divorce. Some, who had time on their hands and nothing better to do, started digging into the alleged mistress’s

identity.

Micah ignored the comments.

Zenith’s share price had stopped plunging.

Judy had stopped pestering him.

Darya did not reply to the post.

Micah monitored her account, checked it between meetings like an obsessed cyberstalker, but Darya had gone

silent.

He scrolled through her past posts.

The first one had been published three years ago:

“Married the man of my dreams! Best day of my life! I’m Mrs. Cavanaugh now 🙂”

The next post was dated two months after that:

“He brought me peonies! The prettiest thing! Look at the huge, fluffy blooms! So gorgeous! And so sweet! My birthday was last week, but still… Maybe he just got the dates mixed up.”

Micah saw the bouquet of pink, red, and orange peonies in the photo and remembered the occasion.

Someone was having a retirement party at the office that day.

There were so many flowers, and it seemed like such a waste to just throw them away.

A secretary had offered him the bouquet.

He had taken it home and left it on the credenza in the foyer.

Did Darya think he bought it for her?

He hadn’t even known it was her birthday the week before.

Micah scrolled through the rest of the posts.

Almost every single one was about him, at least during the first year. 2

“He went away on a two–week overseas business trip. Miss him terribly 🙁”

“Saw him on TV today! The finance channel. He looked so handsome. And serious. King of the business world. He was wearing the steel grey Armani single–breasted suit in virgin wool. I wonder if he knew I was the one who had it dry–cleaned 🙂”

“Feeling a little faint after donating blood… But he got me a bottle of multivitamin pills 🙂 Hope he’ll com home tonight.”

“Raining so heavily today. Hope he took an umbrella with him this morning.”

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Eventually, the posting frequency decreased

The posts grew shorter

The smiley faces disappeared.

Then she stopped posting altogether about six months ago

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Micah tried to recall what had happened half a year ago

Was there a specific incident, or was it just the culmination of three years of refer

He accessed their chat history, which read more like a one–sided conversation

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She’d ask how his day was, if he’d eaten, what he wanted for dinner.

She wished him a safe trip whenever he travelled for business, sent him wexter dens even though he could just as easily find out for himself, reminded him to get enough rest. s

Micah called Darya’s number again.

No reply.

He tried to send a message to her on her Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, WhatsApp

No reply.

After slogging through a day of meetings, meetings and more meetings, Micah checked Darya’s social media accounts again.

They were deactivated.

Incredulous, he stared at the greyed–out profile page and the “No posts yet” message,

She had truly moved on, shedding her past as Mrs. Cavanaugh

She really didn’t want to have anything more to do with him.

As that realization sank in, Micah felt a twinge in his heart.

He didn’t love her, had thought of her as an opportunist who coerced him into marriage.

So why would he feel unhappy that she’d left him?