# Chapter 7: The Necklace That Cut Deeper Than Any Blade
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 7 of "REMARRIED AFTER I SECRETLY DIVORCED THE CEO" — a chapter that will twist your heart and leave you aching for our heroine, Autumn.
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The morning started quietly enough. Autumn had been reading, trying to lose herself in someone else's story instead of her own painful reality, when the familiar wave of stomach discomfort crept in like an unwelcome visitor. She grabbed her cup and headed downstairs for water, but fate had a cruel twist waiting for her at the top of the stairs.
There stood Julian, pulling on his jacket, his face already set in that cold, distant expression she had grown so accustomed to. "Something came up at the office. I have to head back in," he said, barely glancing at her. But then he noticed how she was clutching her stomach, her face tight with pain, and asked offhandedly, "What's wrong with you now?"
Autumn forced a smile that probably looked more like a grimace. "Nothing, just my usual stomach problem acting up again."
You would think a husband, any husband, would show even a flicker of concern. But Julian? He frowned, barely perceptibly, and then delivered the words that cut deeper than any knife: "I've got urgent work. I don't have time to play along with you right now."
Can you believe that? He thought she was faking it. All those times she had suffered in silence, trying to hide her pain so she wouldn't bother him, had turned into a pattern he now dismissed as a manipulation tactic. Every time he left, she would conveniently complain about stomach pain — or so he believed. In his mind, she was just trying to make him stay.
Autumn froze for a second, the words hitting her like a physical blow. Did he really think she was pretending? She let out a bitter laugh that tasted like ashes in her mouth. Her stomach hurt, yes, but now her heart ached even more. She should have known better than to say anything. Here she was, nearly doubled over in pain, and Julian still thought she was putting on a show.
This was the man she had loved for all these years.
She wanted to ask him — if she really had stomach cancer and was dying, would he feel even the slightest bit of pain for her? But she already knew the answer. Judging by the way he treated her now, Autumn was certain that even if she died right in front of him, he'd probably assume she was faking it. He'd step around her body without blinking, then take Luna out on a date as if nothing had happened.
Shaking her head, Autumn tried to push those dark thoughts away. It didn't matter anymore. One more month, and she'd finally be free. Everything was moving in the right direction — or at least, that's what she kept telling herself.
After Julian left, she popped a pill into her mouth and downed a full glass of warm water. The pain slowly began to ease, but the ache in her heart remained. She went back to her room, shut her laptop, and climbed into bed, hoping sleep would offer some escape.
The next morning, Saturday, Autumn was jolted awake by her phone ringing. Half-asleep, she glanced at the screen and saw it was her grandmother, Ginny Gale. The call brought a mixture of warmth and weariness.
"Autumn, are you coming home today?" Ginny's slightly weathered voice came through the speaker.
Still drowsy, Autumn took a moment to remember. Right. She usually went home twice a month on her days off, though the timing was never fixed. Her grandmother would always call to check if she was coming. But aside from Ginny, the rest of the Lewis family clearly didn't want her around — and she was painfully aware of that.
"Grandma, I happen to be free today. I'll come by in a bit," Autumn said, yawning.
Ginny's voice instantly brightened. "Great! I'll have Irene make all your favorite dishes."
After hanging up, Autumn glanced at the time — only 7:10 a.m. Still too early, she thought, running a hand through her messy hair before flopping back into bed. She dozed off for a bit longer, then finally tossed off the covers and got up.
By the time she washed up and headed downstairs, Zoe had already prepared breakfast. "Good morning, ma'am. Breakfast is ready," the housekeeper greeted her with a smile.
Autumn nodded faintly. "Morning."
Seeing only one portion laid out, she immediately knew Julian hadn't come home again last night. Of course not. Zoe placed the warm milk in front of her and offered an explanation on his behalf. "Mr. Carter came home very late last night, so he stayed in the guest room. This morning, he left early again. He said there was a lot of paperwork at the office. He didn't even have time for breakfast."
"Okay," Autumn replied simply. She knew Zoe was trying to keep the peace, worried the two of them might argue again. But the issues between her and Julian had snowballed, growing bigger and messier until there was no way to untangle them anymore.
After finishing breakfast, Autumn told Zoe she was heading out, grabbed her car keys, and left the house.
When she arrived at the Lewis residence, her grandmother was nowhere to be seen, and the rest of the family wasn't home either. Irene Lowe, the family helper, came over to help carry her things, handed her a pair of new slippers, and poured her a glass of water. "Miss Autumn, you're back! Madam and the others went out shopping. Here, have some water."
Autumn thanked her and took the glass, sipping it slowly. But the moment of peace didn't last long.
"Is that you, Autumn?" A soft, delicate voice drifted down from upstairs. Autumn's stomach tightened as a slim figure descended the stairs, dressed in a pure white dress that made her look like an angel — innocent, harmless, the very picture of purity.
Luna.
The moment she saw Autumn downstairs, she beamed and hurried over, spinning once like a little fairy. "Does this dress look good on me, Autumn?" she asked sweetly.
Autumn gave a faint tug at the corner of her lips. "It's pretty." But inside, she couldn't help but admire her half-sister's nerve. Luna was openly stealing her husband yet still acted like nothing was happening, as if the woman sneaking around with Julian wasn't her. That sickly-sweet act of innocence made Autumn feel sick.
Luna turned with a bright smile. "Irene, can you bring us some fruit? It's so hot outside, I'm sure Autumn's thirsty."
Irene glanced between them, then turned and headed back to the kitchen. Luna pointed at the scissors on the coffee table. "If you think the dress looks nice, then I won't return it. Autumn, could you help me cut off the tag?"
The scissors were the heavy tailoring kind, bulky but sharp. Autumn bent down, picked them up, and glanced over Luna's dress. "Where's the tag?" she asked casually.
"I think it's near the neck. Can you check for me?"
As soon as she looked down, Autumn's heart stopped. Dark marks across Luna's porcelain-white neck. Hickeys. And around that same neck hung a necklace — a custom piece Autumn had adored, something she had spent half a month working with a designer to create. A heart crafted out of true love. Something deeply personal and symbolic.
Now it hung from Luna's neck like a trophy.
To say Luna hadn't done this on purpose would have been the biggest joke of all — even Luna wouldn't believe that lie. Autumn gave a faint smile. In that moment, she didn't just want to cut off the tag. She wanted to slice right through Luna's delicate little neck.
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:**
Oh, this chapter had me gripping the edge of my seat! The tension between Autumn and Luna is absolutely electrifying — you can feel the hatred simmering beneath the surface. And Julian's cold dismissal of Autumn's pain made my blood boil. How can he be so blind? The necklace reveal was the ultimate dagger — Luna is clearly taunting Autumn, showing off her stolen victory. I wanted to reach through the pages and slap both of them! Autumn's strength and restraint are incredible, but I worry she's holding too much inside. This chapter was emotionally devastating but brilliantly written.
⭐ **Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars**
**Next Chapter Prediction:**
I have a feeling that Autumn's self-control is going to snap. The necklace was the last straw. She might confront Luna directly, or worse, Julian might walk in at the worst possible moment. I also suspect Autumn's health is deteriorating faster than she's letting on. The stomach cancer hint keeps lingering, and I'm terrified we're heading toward a tragedy. Will Julian finally see the truth when it's too late? Or will Autumn's plan to divorce him succeed before everything falls apart?
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