Chapter summary of Chapter 7 – Divorced From The Pretender by Corinna Smilla
In Chapter 7, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel Divorced From The Pretender by Corinna Smilla, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of Divorced From The Pretender.
When my mom found out about my divorce, she didn't blame me. She said fate was preordained, that Nathaniel wasn't a good person, and that getting divorced was a blessing.
She worried I was feeling down, cooking me all sorts of delicious meals to cheer me up.
I gained five pounds within a week of returning home.
Then I started job hunting and soon landed a position as a designer. I never expected my boss would be an old high school classmate, Atlas Whitmore.
I had majored in jewelry design in college, but I hadn't worked in that field right after graduation to land a job faster.
Atlas was just as refined as ever.
Beyond the design work, Atlas handed me the entire studio to manage. It was busy but fulfilling.
As I got to know Atlas better, we occasionally grabbed dinner after work. He didn't act like a boss, and we had a great time chatting.
If it weren't for Nathaniel returning, my good mood wouldn't have been spoiled.
Nathaniel glared at me as if I had betrayed him. "Celeste, is this why you refused me?"
Then he glanced at Atlas and scoffed, "A guy like him isn't even worth my little finger."
I got furious at his insult toward Atlas.
"Nathaniel, you can't talk about him like that. He's a thousand times better than you. You're selfish, hypocritical, and cold-blooded. Besides money, you have nothing," I retorted.
Nathaniel's face darkened immediately.
"Celeste, I'll give you one last chance. Do you want to remarry me or not?" he asked.
I laughed.
Even if he was begging for me back, he acted like he was doing me a favor.
What a joke.
"Nathaniel, hear me clearly. I won't remarry you," I replied.
He shrugged it off. "Don't think I don't know you've been waiting for me to come back. Who else would want a woman like you? I've used you for three years..."
Before he could finish, Atlas's fist slammed into Nathaniel's face.
"You scumbag!"
Nathaniel stumbled back, blood trickling from his lip as he widened his eyes. "You dare hit me?"
Atlas didn't answer. He swung again.

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