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The Line has been Drawn!

Author: GLORY WRITEZ
last update publish date: 2026-04-08 17:00:01

Adrian’s sarcastic laughter cut through the whole room.

Then he said in a hollow voice. “You dare not!”

Calmly, Miranda explained herself. “I can’t because…” She pointed to the drip connected to her hand. “...I’m stuck here. And I won’t because I’m also stuck here.”

Adrian’s jaw tightened.

“That wasn’t a request.”

“I said I can’t,” she repeated, her voice slightly stronger now.

Adrian’s patience snapped.

“You don’t get to refuse me right now.”

“And you don’t get to drag me around like I’m no
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    Miranda didn’t respond.She held his gaze for a moment longer, calm on the surface, unreadable.That silence was enough.Adrian’s expression hardened further, irritation flashing into something uglier.He pushed his chair back and stood up abruptly.The sound scraped across the floor.Without breaking eye contact, he reached into his pocket, pulled out her phone, and dropped it on the table in front of her.“I don’t give a damn who you’re sleeping with,” he said coldly.Miranda’s fingers twitched slightly beside the table, but she didn’t reach for it yet.Adrian continued, his voice low and cutting.“It’s only a matter of time before he realizes how miserable you are and dumps you too.”A pause.His lips curled faintly.“Who would want you anyway?”The words found their mark… right on Miranda’s heart. But she didn’t react.Not immediately.She kept her expression still, her posture unchanged, her breathing controlled.Adrian watched her for a second longer, as if waiting for a crack.

  • Divorced At Dawn: The CEO Who Begged Too Late    A Question that Shouldn't Exist

    Miranda stopped trying to measure time.At some point, her body adjusted to the stillness. The silence no longer felt loud; it felt… expected. Like this room, this emptiness was now part of her reality.She sat curled against the wall, her knees drawn slightly to her chest, her head resting back.Five days.She repeated it again.And again.Until it stopped sounding like time…And started sounding like survival.The lock clicked.Miranda’s eyes snapped open instantly.Her body tensed.Her heart jumped straight into her throat.Not again…The door creaked open slowly.Light spilled in, blinding her for a moment.She pushed herself up quickly, panic already rising.“Aunt Felicia?” she whispered, relief and worry colliding all over again.Felicia stepped in, this time without the same urgency as before.“You need to come out,” she said gently.Miranda frowned immediately.“No,” she said quickly, shaking her head. “You shouldn’t be here again. If he sees you…”“It’s fine,” Felicia interru

  • Divorced At Dawn: The CEO Who Begged Too Late   A Question That Shouldn't Exist

    The air froze.Aunt Felicia’s heart nearly stopped.Miranda’s pulse spiked so fast it hurt.Neither of them had heard him come in.Adrian stood by the door, his presence filling the already suffocating room. His eyes moved slowly between them, sharp and suspicious.“What baby?” he repeated. “Are you pregnant? Is that why you’re trying to run away with that witless human?” The question cut deeper this time.“Is this how Adrian is going to find out about my pregnancy?" Miranda thought in her head. Aunt Felicia reacted first.“Oh… my baby!” she said hurriedly, forcing out a nervous laugh.“You have a child?” Adrian asked, obviously unbelieving. “My daughter… she just gave birth," Aunt Felicia corrected. Miranda blinked once.Then caught on instantly.“Yes,” she added, her voice steadier than she felt. “I told her I’d help take care of the child.”Adrian’s gaze shifted to Miranda.Searching.Doubting.Then back to Felicia.“I thought your daughter was in college?” he asked, his tone

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    The word hung in the air.Heavy.Unsettling.“…Yes.”Silence followed.Mrs Jones’ expression faltered, disbelief flickering across her face. Sabrina blinked rapidly, as iftrying to process what she had just heard.Adrian, however, smiled.A mischievous one.Slowly.Like he had just been handed exactly what he wanted.Miranda didn’t look at him.Didn’t look at any of them.Instead, she exhaled softly and said,“If I say yes… will you let me go peacefully?”That got his attention.Fully.Adrian’s smile disappeared.Replaced by something colder.“So, you didn’t cheat, right?” Mrs Jones stepped forward, holding Miranda by her shoulders.She shakes her head to affirm that she didn’t.Only then did Mrs Jones breathe a sigh of relief.“What the hell is wrong with you? Why will you accuse her of something like that?” She yelled atAdrian.“Isn’t that what you’re doing? Didn’t you divorce her because of Vivian?”Adrian’s eyes widened and immediately turned red.To him, he found it quite unbel

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    The drive felt endless.Or maybe it was just the way every second dragged against Miranda’s bones, heavy and slow,like her body was fighting to stay conscious.Adrian didn’t say a word.Not to her.Not to the driver.Not even to himself.His jaw was locked so tight it looked like it might crack.Miranda sat beside him, barely upright. Her head leaned against the window, eyes half-lidded,breath shallow. Every bump in the road sent a dull ache through her arm where he had grippedher too hard.Six days.She held onto that thought like a lifeline.Six days… and this would all be over.The car finally slowed.Large iron gates opened.The car barely came to a full stop before Adrian stepped out and yanked her door open.“Out.”Miranda tried.God, she tried.Her legs didn’t cooperate.The moment her feet touched the ground, her knees buckled.Her body tipped forward and would have hit the ground if Adrian hadn’t caught her.But there was nothing gentle about it.His grip tightened, finger

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    “I didn’t do anything,” Miranda said. Her voice was steady despite the tremor in her burned wrist, fingers curled tightly around it. “She… ”“She hurt me,” Vivian cried, cutting her off.Miranda turned her eyes to Adrian. “She tipped it.”“That’s enough,” Adrian said sharply. He didn’t look at Mira

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    Adrian’s phone buzzed sharply against the polished surface of his desk. He didn’t need to look to know who it was.“Vivian,” he said, voice low and deliberate.“Adrian,” Vivian’s tone was clipped, sharp with annoyance. “Miranda disobeyed me.”A slow, dark smile curled at the corner of his mouth. “D

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