His Second Chance, My New Beginning

Evelyn

"What?" Salvatore stared at me, disbelief on his face, as if he couldn't believe I would dare to ask for a divorce.

Indeed, in the past, I did everything that I could to hold on to this marriage even when he hated me.

Never again, would I be so foolish.

Taking a deep breath, I opened my mouth and started to speak calmly, "this marriage was never what either of us wanted. My father arranged this marriage because of the debt to your family and the person you truly have feelings for is..."

"No!" His sharp voice filled the room, and feeling the anger radiating from him, I stumbled back a few steps.

"You don't want me to mention her name?" My lips curled up in a sarcastic smirk.

Salvatore had always been so defensive of Lara!

Snorting at me, Salvatore grabbed my arm and pulled me to himself.

"You are the woman I chose to be my wife, Evelyn. That is not going to change. Get used to that fact!" He snapped at me.

My heart skipped a beat, as my gaze darkened. He didn't want to let me go? Why?

For the ten years we were married, wasn't this divorce what he wanted the most?

"You are Mrs. Harrington whether you like it or not, and you cannot push that responsibility onto someone else!" Salvatore snarled at me, his sharp gaze zeroing in on me.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw the look in his eyes.

I was used to that look, the one he gave me whenever he was angry and he wanted me to shut up.

However, since I no longer wanted this marriage, I had no reason to care about his anger!

His nails dug into my flesh, and feeling the stinging pain, I pushed him away from me sharply.

"I will get a divorce, Salvatore! You can't force me to stay married to you. I..."

"Then get a divorce! Do you think that my brother needs to be married to someone like you? He's the CEO of the Harrington Enterprise! So many women want to be his wife. Who do you think you are to demand a divorce? My brother should be the one asking for a divorce!"

Hearing that familiar grating voice, I froze, as memories flooded my mind.

Who else could it be besides Nora, the spoilt princess of the Harrington family, and the one woman who took it upon herself to make my life hell for three years?

She stormed into the house, acting like she owned the place.

With her chin raised, she pointed a finger in my face and started to scold me.

"Get out of here right now! Who needs you to be his wife?!" She rolled her eyes, a disdainful look that was directed at me, on her face.

A sneer escaped my lips when I saw her, ten years ago, when I first got married, she had also been so rude to me.

I didn't understand why she hated me at first, it was only later I found out that she and Lara were best friends, and she was convinced that I had stolen Lara's spot as Salvatore's wife!

"Who do you think you are to...."

"That's enough, Nora." Salvatore's loud voice filled the room once again, as his brows squeezed in anger.

"Evelyn is my wife, you have no right to speak to her that way!" He said, his sharp words sounding like a command.

My chest tightened uncomfortably, as I stared at the man in front of me, unable to make sense of what was going on.

Why had he changed so much?

Salvatore in the past would never defend me against his spoiled sister!

Nora's mouth was left hanging wide open for a few seconds, as she stared at me maliciously for a few seconds before turning to her brother.

"What the hell is the meaning of this, Salvatore? Why are you losing your temper at me? She is the one who wants to leave you!" Nora snapped, glaring at me once again as those words left her mouth.

"This is none of your business, why are you even here?" Salvatore asked, his irritation showing.

I watched his interaction with his sister, unable to say a word.

Was Salvatore....defending me?

"Do you think I want to be here?" Nora snorted, an air of superiority surrounding her as she spoke.

"Mom wanted me to come see how you are getting along, ha, to think that she has the guts to suggest a divorce when she was so happy during the wedding. Does she take our family as a joke?" Nora rolled her eyes at me.

"Nora, I..."

I was about to respond to Nora when my phone rang.

Bringing out the phone that still felt weird in my hands out of my pocket, I realized that it was my stepmother, Clara.

A relaxed look spread across my face when I saw the familiar string of numbers.

I had been expecting this call since I woke up. I still remembered how much they had taken from me on this day in my past life!

Finally, it was time to take back everything this woman had taken away from me over the years!

As soon as I picked up the call, her panicked voice came in through the phone.

"Evelyn, you have to come to the hospital immediately! Your sister....she needs you!"