When He Finally Found Her, She Was Already Married Novel – Third Person’s POV “Ma’am, your husband has cheated on you. The divorce agreement in your hand is real, and there is no agreed time for remarriage. As long as you file it, you can actually complete the divorce process. If you don’t want a divorce, I can help you revoke this document.” “No, just file it for me.
When can the divorce process be completed?” “Three days later.” Clarissa sat in a cafe with the lawyer, recalling what happened yesterday. “Mrs. Daniel, your husband’s frozen sperm, stored here at the hospital, was taken five years ago. It was donated to Ms. Gabrielle Hawkins. Didn’t he tell you?” Clarissa Daniel’s smile froze the second she heard that name. For a moment, she thought she’d misheard and asked again in an unsteady voice, “Is it possible there was a mistake? My husband’s name is Norris Daniel.” The doctor tapped the keyboard a few more times, double-checking.
Then he looked up and said firmly, “There’s no mistake. I can still remember, when Ms. Hawkins gave birth, Mr. Daniel even sent a thank-you banner to the hospital.” The words hit her like a blow. Her hand, resting on the wheelchair arm, slipped off, powerless, then a buzzing filled her ears. Five years ago, she and Norris got married. Back then, he’d told her he didn’t want her to suffer through childbirth, and had volunteered to get a vasectomy. She’d been so touched by his thoughtfulness back then. Still, fearing he might regret it one day, she insisted he freeze some sperm first, just in case.
Lately, He was under great pressure from his parents. In order to help him share the pain, she also wanted to have a child of their own.So, she came to the hospital on her own, planning to surprise him with a pregnancy. But instead, he’d surprised her first. And the name Gabrielle chilled her to the bone. Gabrielle was the older girl from next door, whom Norris had secretly loved for fifteen years. He’d planned a grand confession before she went overseas, only to be flat-out rejected. It was during that heartbreak that Clarissa stayed by his side, warming him with her sunny optimism.
Eventually, they got married. She truly believed he’d moved on, that he’d fallen in love with her. Now she realized he never had. He never let go of Gabrielle. Clarissa was just the consolation prize in a sad little game she played with herself. The doctor noticed the sudden change in her complexion and asked a few concerned questions. Clarissa forced a smile. “I’m fine,” she murmured, wheeling herself out of the hospital and heading home.
Still in a daze, she pushed the door open, assuming the place was empty, until the faint clinking of glasses reached her from the balcony. “Norris, are you really going through with the divorce? Clarissa’s been with you for five years. Don’t you love her even a little?” Norris’s voice was lazy, almost indifferent as he replied, “When Gabrielle needed me to get married for the sake of her stability, I agreed. But now she doesn’t need that anymore. And I don’t want to keep Clarissa tied to me out of guilt. That’s the only reason I married her in the first place.” The voice on the balcony paused, then asked again, more seriously, “Does Clarissa know you and Gabrielle have a child together? She loves you so much.
If you really divorce her, I bet she’ll disappear without a trace. You’ll never find her again.” Norris chuckled. “She doesn’t need to know about the kid. A few days ago, I told her the company’s in trouble and that we needed to fake a divorce. Once she gets used to the idea, I’ll tell her the truth. She’ll understand. Besides, look at her legs. Where can she even go?” Clarissa felt like her brain had exploded. ‘A fake divorce?’ The words echoed in her head. She had believed him, believed the crisis was real. She even gave him the last of her dowry savings to help him through it. But it was all a lie.
A choked sob rose in her throat, and her chest tightened as if pierced by needles. She had been planning a future with him, thinking about surprising him on their anniversary. But he had already erased her from his plans. Guilt was all it took to sum up her ten-year crush and five-year marriage. She thought she had finally won his heart. Turned out, she was just a placeholder in his love story with someone else. Looking down at her lifeless legs and remembering the pain she endured to save him, she realized how foolish she’d been. Instantly, grief turned into rage. Clarissa suddenly started pounding her legs with her fists, tears splashing onto her thighs, hot and unstoppable.
Suddenly, the voices on the balcony fell silent. Clarissa froze. She hadn’t meant for them to hear. Panicking, she turned the wheelchair and headed for the front door. A moment later, Norris came over. His expression flickered with surprise, and his voice dripped with false concern. “Clarissa, when did you get back? You should’ve