Mr. CEO We're Done!

Vivian sacrificed everything for the sake of her marriage with Syrus. She left her work and family to put up with his toxic mother all in the name of preserving their wedding. Yet that didn't stop Syrus from having an affair, what's worse? He wasn't afraid to show it. Having had enough, Vivian asked for a divorce determined to kick-start her life and chase her dreams. If only her ex-husband and his family would just leave her in peace.

I Served Him A Divorce!

Vivian's Pov

"Bullshit!" I cursed from the bottom of my chest as I watched the TV.

The news channel headlined "Top actress and supermodel Goergia see linking arms with CEO of Vale Tech - Syrus Vale."

I threw the coffee mug I was holding shattering the television. I had seen these reports before, but this one hurt more.

That good for nothing husband promised to come home for my birthday, yet here he was, not just late, but fooling around with another woman, not just any woman but his ex-fiance to boot.

I was the one who married him in the end, but it never felt like Syrus left her behind.

I looked at the dinner table, still set with candles and the meal I spent hours making.

The cake I baked sat there, untouched, its frosting melting. My hand shook as I picked up my phone and saw a message. It was a photo from Georgia.

She rested her head on Syrus’s shoulder while he smiled, a smile I hadn’t seen in years.

My breath caught in my throat. I felt stupid for holding onto hope. My friends had warned me before I married Syrus, saying his heart was still with Georgia. But I thought I could change that. I gave up my comfortable life and my family’s support, all for him. Now, I realized I’d given up my pride too.

Without thinking, I typed: “I saw the photos. I want a divorce.”

I hesitated for only a second before sending it. Almost right away, Syrus called me, but I ignored it. The weight on my chest lifted a little, but the pain stayed. When the phone rang again, I answered, trying to stay calm.

“What are you doing?” Syrus snapped on the other end. “You’re going to cause a scene over this? I told you I had business with Georgia. I know it’s your birthday, but you need to grow up. Not everything is about you.”

My stomach twisted. “I’m not causing a scene, Syrus. I’m telling you it’s over. I’ll have the papers ready tomorrow. And if you don’t show up, I’ll let everyone know about your affair with Georgia.”

His voice turned cold. “You wouldn’t dare.”

I hung up without saying another word. I stood up, walked to the table, and started clearing away the untouched dinner. There was no point in keeping anything. The house felt empty, just like our marriage. Three years of trying to win his love, of trying