April Fools “Surprise” Husband Divorcing Me For His “Pure” Girl novel Chapter 10

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The day before my wedding, I found a marriage certificate buried in our closet.

Holden’s name. Next to his childhood best friend Phoebe’s.

I snapped a pic and sent it: Care to explain?

A voice message popped up-Phoebe, slurring: “Emma! God, don’t kill me-we got wasted, Holden dared me, I dared him back and… oops?”

“But relax! Thirty days, we’ll undo it. No biggie.”

“He’s yours, I swear!”

I blocked her.

Three hours later, Holden walked in. I was at the door, suitcase ready.

He spotted the certificate on the table. Sighed like I was overreacting.

“Come on. It was just messing around. Why are you making this a thing?”

“Six years I waited. Now you want another month? For her?”

I smiled sweetly. “Yeah, no. Hard pass.”

Holden blinked.

He grabbed my arm. “Emma, stop being dramatic.”

“Invitations went out already. You walk now, what do we tell everyone?”

I shook him off. Kept walking.

His voice went cold. “So that’s it? You’re gonna trash six years over this?”

I stopped. Turned around.

“Six years?”

“Tell me, Holden-when you were signing that thing with her, did those six years even cross your mind?”

Nothing.

He fumbled for words: “The bar was chaos. Everyone kept pushing drinks on me. She took some for me, got hammered too”

“People were egging us on… I wasn’t thinking straight. We just went with it.”

He paused, then looked up-back to his usual cool. “It was a joke. We’ll fix it.”

I stared at his blank face. Didn’t even feel like fighting anymore.

A joke?

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Chapter 1

If marriage’s a joke, what the hell isn’t?

His phone buzzed.

He glanced down. “It’s Phoebe. She feels bad. Wants to apologize-”

I headed for the door.

But Phoebe was already there.

Short hair. Leather jacket. Spinning her bike keys.

“Wait, you’re seriously leaving?”

I wheeled my suitcase past her.

She scoffed and grabbed the handle.

“Oh come on. Fine. I’ll apologize, happy?”

“I’m the one who pushed him into it. I’m the one who got him drunk. Be pissed at me. Leave Holden alone.”

Holden stepped outside. Frowned. “Phoebe. Back off. Give her the suitcase.”

Phoebe didn’t move. Pulled it closer.

“Give it back? So tomorrow he marries thin air?”

She turned to me. “Look, unlike you, I don’t revolve my whole life around some guy. I’ve got my own career, my own life.”

“But even I know-guys like Holden? Schmoozing clients, playing nice at parties? That’s just how it works.”

She stepped closer, dripping with attitude. “We grew up together. I handed him rocks when he got in fights. Where were you?”

“We’ve been through hell and back. So we got drunk and signed some stupid paper as a joke-big deal!”

She looked me up and down. “Running away over this? That’s a bit much, don’t you think? Can you maybe grow up?”

I met her smug stare. Kept my tone light.

“If you’re so mature, so understanding, so perfect for him-”

“Then you show up tomorrow.”

“Be the bride. Make that damn fake certificate real.”

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