Three years ago, My husband Thomas brought me the divorce paper with his girlfriend Sarah by his side. He had lost all his memory in a car accident, when I woke up from my coma, he had already moved on. I lied to myself that somewhere deep inside, the man I loved was still trapped inside and his warm eyes and gentle spirit were just overridden by anger and amnesia… but I could no longer believe in that lie. He was gone. Forever. Now, I am waiting in my dressing room to go on stage. The young girl who had fallen in love with Thomas had been bright and pretty but this woman who stared back at me in the mirror … She is beautiful, strong, and supported. She has two beautiful kids, even though their father don't know their existence. She had suffered and survived. The me now is the best version of me. I could not wait to show it to the world. However, after I finished my performance, I found, front and center, Thomas is giving me a standing ovation. For the first time in years, he seems to recognize me. Then, the producer Richard found me backstage and inform me that my ex-husband just bought the theater company. What does he want? Can my life ever go back to normal?
View More(Thomas)After the board meeting, I couldn’t shake the weight of their words. I’d been too distracted lately, juggling too much at once. My position as CEO, Jack’s situation, Lydia’s safety…Nathan. It was all spiraling, and I was losing control of everything. The company was in trouble, that much was clear, but how could I focus on business when my family was under threat?As I sat in my car, staring at the city skyline, I realized the truth. I couldn’t go to D.C. Not right now. As much as I wanted to be by Lydia’s side, to help her put an end to this nightmare, I couldn’t abandon the company. Not when the board was already questioning my leadership. If I wasn’t there, if I let things slip any further, they wouldn’t hesitate to force me out.And if I lost my position as CEO, what kind of future would that leave for us? For Lydia? For our children?I know I owned most of the shares of the company, but the Board could work together to demote me if they wanted to.I ran a hand through my
(Thomas)It’s been a full day since Nathan slipped through our fingers, and I can’t shake the frustration. The way he managed to find the one weak spot, the one window that wasn’t reinforced, it feels like a punch to the gut. I’ve been playing it over and over in my head, trying to make sense of how we could have missed something so obvious. George had done a thorough job, but it wasn’t enough. I should’ve checked it myself. I should’ve made sure everything was perfect. I failed to protect Lydia and Ruby, and that’s what eats away at me the most. We’d planned so carefully, and yet Nathan managed to outsmart us.We couldn’t even use the footage we had because like always, his face was all covered up. He could easily prove that it wasn't him.I sighed as I stared at the file in my hands. The fear in Lydia’s eyes, the way her hands shook after it happened…I can’t get that image out of my head. She’s been trying to act strong, to keep going, but I know this has taken a toll on her. I’ve
(Lydia)I was still trembling when Thomas, George, and Jack arrived, their faces tight with the intensity of the moment. My heart was thudding in my chest, each beat hammering in my ears as if trying to drown out the fear still coursing through me. Ruby sat next to me on the bed, pale and silent, but I could feel the same tension radiating from her as well. We had locked ourselves in the room for safety, but knowing Nathan had been inside this house, so close to us, left a kind of chill I couldn’t shake.Thomas remained with me on the phone and alerted me when he came inside. I rushed to push away the dresser and rushed downstairs, feeling like my legs would give out beneath me, but I needed to see him. I needed him to tell me everything was going to be okay. He took one look at my face and wrapped his arms around me, his body strong and reassuring, but I could feel his pulse racing. He was scared, too, though he wouldn’t say it. “We saw him leave,” he said, his voice low but contro
(Lydia)The waiting had stretched on like an eternity. Every creak in the house, every shift of the wind outside felt like it could be him. Nathan. For two long, grueling days, Thomas, George, and Jack took turns sitting in the surveillance van, watching the monitors, tracking every movement. George was actually there full-time and when I told Thomas how that must not be a healthy lifestyle, he told me that George was being compensated heavily for all his efforts.Inside the house, Ruby and I tried to keep going about our lives, but there was always this heavy, looming presence in the air like we were waiting for a storm to hit, but we didn’t know when.I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Nathan’s face, cold, calculating, and always watching. I could feel him getting closer, even though I didn’t have any proof. It was just this gnawing sensation in my gut that wouldn’t go away, the knowledge that we were on borrowed time. Ruby tried to keep things normal, making coffee,
(Lydia)Ruby returned to the house just before noon, her car packed with boxes of clothes, books, and everything else she had collected during her time with Jack. The sight of her, standing there on the doorstep with her things, tugged at my heart. She looked tired. No, not just tired. There was a kind of weariness that went beyond exhaustion. It was the weight of too many emotions, too much disappointment. I could see it in the way her shoulders slumped as she carried her things inside, in the way she avoided meeting my eyes.“Let me help you with those,” I said, walking over to grab a box from her hands. She didn’t protest, which was unusual for Ruby. Normally, she would insist on doing it herself, on handling her own problems. But today, she seemed too drained to fight me on it.We carried her things up to her room. As we placed the boxes down, I could feel the silence growing heavier between us, pressing down on both of us. I knew she was thinking about Jack and about everything
(Lydia)Sitting on the couch in what was once my sanctuary, I couldn’t shake the feeling that my house didn’t feel like home anymore. Every corner of this place, once filled with warmth and safety, now felt foreign. The walls that used to protect me seemed to have eyes because of the hidden cameras, surveillance equipment, and an entire security system that George and Thomas had set up to keep us safe. But in doing so, it had stripped away the one thing I valued most: peace.The knowledge that Nathan was out there, watching, lurking, had turned my home into a carefully orchestrated trap. I understood why it had to be this way, but it didn’t stop the knot of unease that sat in my stomach. How could I feel safe knowing there were cameras in nearly every other room? Knowing that George, our private investigator, was constantly watching? The paranoia crept in at the edges of my mind, and I couldn’t help but glance at the ceiling now and then, wondering if the cameras were catching the e
(Thomas)After we finished explaining the plan to Ruby and Jack, Lydia and I left the mansion, heading back to her house. The conversation had gone as well as I could have expected, but there was still tension in the air. Jack’s protectiveness was a force to be reckoned with, and Ruby’s concern wasn’t far behind. It had taken everything in me to convince them that using Lydia as bait was the best course of action. The anger simmering beneath their words was obvious, but they’d agreed. We didn’t have much of a choice if we wanted to catch Nathan.As we pulled up to Lydia’s house, I could feel Lydia tense. This was the first time we had come back here after everything went down. It felt like it happened a long time ago but barely two weeks had passed since then. The house stood in stark contrast to the madness we were about to unleash. It was a place that should have felt like a sanctuary, but with Nathan lurking in the shadows, nowhere felt truly safe. I knew Lydia could feel it too
(Lydia)The morning was still quiet, the sun barely cresting the horizon, when I stepped into the kitchen. I knew it was early, but the message I’d sent out the night before would be read soon if it hadn’t been already. All of them had already read it by now so there was no avoiding what needed to happen today.I moved to the counter and began prepping breakfast. I could have asked the cook to handle it, but I liked doing it myself. Cooking gave me something to focus on, something to keep my hands busy when my mind was swirling. I cracked eggs into a bowl and whisked them, my thoughts moving just as fast as my hands.We had to move on Nathan, and we had to do it soon. But bringing Ruby and Jack into this, after everything…was going to be hard. I’d seen the hurt in Ruby’s eyes after what had happened between them. I wasn’t sure if they were ready to work together, but we didn’t have much of a choice.As I poured the eggs into a pan, I felt Thomas come up behind me. He pressed a kiss to
(Lydia)The room was dark, save for the faint moonlight filtering through the curtains. Thomas was asleep beside me, his breathing soft and steady. I watched him for a moment, the calmness of his face in sleep offering me no comfort tonight. I slipped out of bed quietly, careful not to wake him, and padded down the hall to check on the kids. I pushed open the door to Mabel and Miles’ room and peeked in. They were fast asleep, their small bodies curled up in their blankets, peaceful and unaware of the storm swirling in my mind.I lingered there for a moment, watching their tiny chests rise and fall. They always looked so innocent when they slept, and in those quiet moments, it was easy to forget the chaos waiting just outside our bubble. But I couldn’t sleep. The unease that had settled in my chest after Jack’s visit earlier still hadn’t left me. I closed the door gently and made my way back down the hall, my feet instinctively carrying me toward the balcony.Jack’s face had been etc
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