Everything was a deal until divorce novel Chapter 7

verything Wax & Deal Until Divorce

Chapter 7 Someone Is Waiting

Cassian was a friend of Damon, Isla’s older brother, and Isla had him on Instagram.

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That night, with a face mask on, she lazily scrolled through her feed and immediately saw a new post

She did not want to tap on it. But the face in the video looked an awful lot like Arden’s secretly married husband. Dorian.

Among her brother’s friends, Dorian was the only one she barely knew. She did not even have his contact. He was far too mysterious, the kind of man no one dared mess with lightly.

Her heart started racing. She tapped the video anyway.

Dorian was sitting close to Vivienne Ash. Vivienne leaned against him, her slim fingers freshly manicured

held a glass of red wine. She looked at him with unmistakable affection, every inch the glamorous

t the hell. What the hell.

a ripped the mask off her face and pulled up her brother’s chat.

Isla asked, “Damon, did Dorian go to a bar tonight?”

“Yeah,” Damon replied.

“Vivienne was there too?” Isla asked.

“Yeah. You want her autograph?” he said.

“A woman trying to wreck someone else’s marriage?” Isla shot back. “You really think I want her autograph?”

Damon went silent.

“She’s got some nerve,” Isla continued. “She’s always hiding behind sunglasses and masks, but tonight she’s openly meeting Dorian? She’s not even worried about paparazzi?”

Only then did Damon realize Isla was standing up for Arden.

“Who wouldn’t want to latch onto Dorian?” he said.

la cursed both her brother and Dorian nonstop. Then she forwarded the video to Arden.

Arden,” Isla said, “Dorian doesn’t deserve how good you are to him. Stop caring about him so much.”

“Arden had been chatting with the Vale family and watching TV. After heading upstairs, showering, and sitting on the bed drying her hair, she heard her phone buzz.

She opened the message. It was the video Isla sent.

Her eyes lingered on Vivienne’s face for a long moment.

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She was beautiful But what Arden remembered was not her looks. It was her cruelty and calculation

That day on the third floor outside the campus building. Arden had not touched her. Vivienne had suddenly grabbed her hand and thrown herself backward.

There had been so much blood.

And just then. Dorian appeared, his expression dark and vicious as he shouted at Arden, accusing her. “So this is how far you’ll go just to get me? You wouldn’t even spare the baby?”

Arden had only just started college back then.

It was also when the Wynn Group was on the brink of collapse, and Eugenia had threatened Dorian with her own life to force the marriage.

Arden remembered standing there pale and stunned. Seeing all that blood, she panicked and rushed forward to help.

Dorian shoved her away, his eyes full of fury. She fell hard, scraping her palms until they bled.

She did not even feel the pain.

All she could see was the disgust in his eyes. That was when Arden knew she had been set up.

Then Vivienne cried out, “Dorian, the baby. Save the baby. There’s so much blood. Is our baby gone?”

She cried until she was hoarse.

Arden stood up, fists clenched, trying desperately to explain, “I didn’t push her. It wasn’t me.”

Dorian did not even look at her. He just shouted, “Get lost.”

Someone had filmed the incident and posted it online. Arden was immediately attacked by the public.

Eugenia and Theresa stepped in and shut it down before it could spiral, sparing her from the fallout that would have ruined her.

She still remembered telling Eugenia, “Grandma, I really didn’t push her. She fell on her own.”

Eugenia had patted her head gently and smiled. “Of course I know, Arden. Vivienne just wanted to cling to Dorian. She really has a death wish, trying to touch someone under my protection. She’ll never marry

Dorian.”

Dorian’s grandmother and mother both believed her. They were genuinely kind to her, and from that moment on, Arden treated them with sincerity as well.

Arden suddenly remembered what Dorian had said that morning.

“Take your birth control. Don’t get pregnant this time. If you do, get rid of it.”

A chill crept over her. She grabbed the remote and turned the thermostat up a couple of degrees.

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So Vivienne was allowed to carry your child, was she? Arden dried her hair and replied to Isla

Tm fine. Arden said. “Loving yourself matters most.”

“We’ll divorce sooner or later,” she added. “I won’t interfere in his private life. Whoever he’s with is none of my business.”

With his looks, power, and money, it was no wonder women lined up for him.

“Are you really okay?” Isla asked.

“I’m fine,” Arden replied.

Isla immediately regretted acting on impulse.

“Dorian is the blind one,” Isla said. “If you want a divorce, I support you one hundred percent.”

“Yeah,” Arden said. “Going to sleep now.”

Only then did Isla relax. Arden paused, then opened Dorian’s chat.

She changed his contact name from “honey” to “Dorian.”

She muted her phone and went to bed. That night, she did not message him to ask if he was coming home.

After ten, Dorian kept glancing at his phone.

No new messages came in.

The nightly goodnight message never arrived. Arden did not ask if he was coming back.

Dorian felt increasingly restless.

He grabbed his suit jacket, draped it over his arm, stood up, and said to Cassian and the others, “I’m leaving.”

Cassian blinked, “It’s only midnight. Heading out already?”

He raised an eyebrow and glanced at Vivienne, remembering Isla’s furious messages. “Someone’s waiting at home. Of course he’s in a hurry.”

Vivienne’s expression stiffened.

She stood up. “Dorian, there’s a woman at your place?”

Dorian gave her a cool glance, picked up the lighter from the table, and replied flatly, “Yes.”

Vivienne’s face fell completely. He had brought a woman into his home? Why?

She followed him outside.

Lucien glanced at her and reminded her, “Miss Ash, without a mask, aren’t you worried about paparazzi?”

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Dorian did not slow down

Vivienne understood. Without his approval, no one around him would dare speak to her like that.

“Being linked to Dorian is what I want,” she said softly.

Lucien paused, then said evenly, “But Mr. Vale dislikes rumors with anyone, including you.”

Vivienne still chased after him. Dorian was already seated in the back of the Maybach. The window rolled down. A cigarette rested between his fingers. His sharp profile was half–hidden in the darkness.

“Dorian,” Vivienne walked up to the car.

Dorian glanced at Lucien through the mirror.

Lucien’s heart skipped.

Dorian casually checked his luxury watch. “It’s past midnight. Doesn’t your fiancé worry about

you?”

“He’s not my fiancé,” Vivienne said urgently. “Dorian, you know that announcement was only to provoke you.”

Dorian did not look at her. “Do you want a ride?”

Hope flickered in her eyes.

There’s someone waiting at home,” he added coolly. “I don’t have time.”

He unlocked his phone, opened Arden’s chat, and sent a message.

I’m coming home now.”

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