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The Traitor is My Only Option

Author: Lazywriter
last update publish date: 2026-04-10 20:17:19

[Sarah’s POV]

Three days. Lucy was out there somewhere, and the only man who knew her heartbeat was sitting in a holding cell behind me.

The lobby of the precinct was a chaotic mess of ringing phones and shouting officers, a far cry from the quiet, controlled lie I’d been living in the valley. I stood near the exit, my hands shoved deep into the pockets of the wool coat. I could still feel the phantom vibration of my phone, but when I pulled it out, the screen remained dark.

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  • Divorced With His Heir In My Belly   The Traitor is My Only Option

    [Sarah’s POV] Three days. Lucy was out there somewhere, and the only man who knew her heartbeat was sitting in a holding cell behind me. The lobby of the precinct was a chaotic mess of ringing phones and shouting officers, a far cry from the quiet, controlled lie I’d been living in the valley. I stood near the exit, my hands shoved deep into the pockets of the wool coat. I could still feel the phantom vibration of my phone, but when I pulled it out, the screen remained dark. "Ms Hale? We're ready." I looked up. Dex was walking toward me, his face a mask of disapproval. "You're really doing this," Dex said, his voice low so the passing officers wouldn't hear. "You’re bailing out the man who gutted your security and helped steal your kid. Tell me I’m dreaming, ma'am. Tell me you have a better plan than trust the traitor." "I don't have a plan, Dex," I snapped, the jagged edge of my voice surprising even me. "I have a missing son and ex husband who might never wake up. Norma

  • Divorced With His Heir In My Belly   Tip of The Iceberg

    [Sarah’s POV] The fluorescent lights of the hospital waiting room hummed with a sterile, relentless buzz that felt like it was drilling directly into my skull. Outside, the New York skyline had long since shifted from the bruised orange of twilight to a cold, obsidian black. I sat in a hard plastic chair, my back stiff and my joints aching. I was still wearing the clothings from this morning, though someone—Dex or maybe a kind nurse—had thrown a heavy wool coat over my shoulders. I looked down at my hands, I couldn't bring myself to wash it off. It felt like the only physical connection I had left to the moment Tyler disappeared into the house. "Ms Hale. Please." I looked up. Dex was standing over me, a crumpled paper bag from the hospital canteen in his hand. His face was etched with a weary kind of pity that made me want to scream. "You haven't had a drop of water since we left the estate. You haven't eaten in nearly twenty hours," he said, his voice soft but firm. "Elijah is

  • Divorced With His Heir In My Belly   Found a Body

    [Sarah’s POV]The sound of the explosion settled into the marrow of my bones, a low, vibrating hum that made the world feel like it was made of glass. Thick smoke choked the narrow street, turning the afternoon sun into a bruised, sickly orange orb.I was on my knees on the sidewalk across the road. The grit dug into my skin, but I couldn't feel it. I could only feel the dinosaur pajamas crushed against my chest."Tyler..." The name had become a ghost in my throat.Around me, the neighborhood was waking up to the nightmare. Windows that hadn't been shattered by the blast were being shoved open. I heard the frantic, rhythmic slamming of car doors and the distant, high-pitched scream of a woman three houses down. Neighbors huddled on their stoops, draped in blankets or clutching their children, their voices a rising tide of jagged whispers that drifted through the haze."Did you see him? I heard he went back in...""Was it gas? No, that was a bomb, I’m telling you...""Look at her. Is t

  • Divorced With His Heir In My Belly   The Explosion

    [Sarah’s POV] The drive to the outskirts of the city was a blur of high-speed lane changes and a suffocating, heavy silence. Dex drove, while Big Elijah sat in the passenger seat, his eyes scanning every black SUV they passed. In the back, I sat pressed against the door, my skin crawling, while Tyler stared out the window, his jaw so tight I thought his teeth might shatter. We got to the apartment I had traced Norman to weeks ago, the one I had seen him with Lucy talking about Beatrice’s death. "Stay behind me," Tyler muttered as we reached the third floor. He didn't wait for an answer. He kicked the door in. The wood splintered, and we swarmed into the room, but there was no rush of movement, no screaming. Only the oppressive stillness of a place recently abandoned. "Clear!" Dex shouted, moving through the kitchenette. "Empty," Elijah grunted from the bedroom. I stood in the center of the living room, my heart sinking into my stomach. The place was a disaster. Drawer

  • Divorced With His Heir In My Belly   Take Him Away

    [Sarah’s POV] When the world finally began to bleed back in, it wasn't the sun that I felt first, but the rhythmic, agonizing throb in my temples. My eyelids felt like they had been stitched shut with lead. "Sarah? Sarah, can you hear me?"The voice was low, vibrating with a jagged edge of restraint. I forced my eyes open. The ceiling of my bedroom blurred, then sharpened. I wasn't in the mud anymore. I was tucked into my own bed, the silk sheets a stark contrast to the grit I could still feel under my fingernails.Mae was standing by the window, her face a map of fresh tear tracks, holding a tray that trembled in her hands. Rosa sat in the armchair, her rosary beads clicking like a frantic heartbeat. But it was the man sitting on the edge of the mattress who held my world together.Tyler.His eyes were bloodshot, his shirt wrinkled as if he’d been clawing at his own skin. The second my gaze locked onto his, the memory of the CCTV footage all came back rushing.I bolted upright, t

  • Divorced With His Heir In My Belly   Caleb is Missing

    [Sarah’s POV] I was running through the rows of vines, the grapes hanging like shriveled, blackened hearts. The fog was so thick I couldn’t see my own hands, but I could hear him. “Mommy? Mommy, it’s dark.” Caleb’s voice was small, drifting from the edge of the North Ridge. I pushed through the tangled branches, the thorns tearing at my nightgown, drawing blood that looked like ink in the moonlight. I reached the clearing where the old oak stood, but Caleb wasn’t there. I turned, heart hammering against my ribs, and saw a figure standing by the service gate. It was Lucy, her face pale and translucent like a ghost's, holding a bundle wrapped in Caleb's favorite blue blanket."He's not yours anymore, Sarah," she whispered, her voice echoing as if from the bottom of a well. "I've taken what's you're just as you've taken what's mine... We're even now." She stepped backward into an abyss, and as she fell, she let out a jagged, piercing laugh that shattered the sky. I bolted upri

  • Divorced With His Heir In My Belly   The Ghost of a Perfect Life

    [Tyler’s POV] My father had fled the event like a wounded animal, refusing to meet my eyes. The "Great Byron Rider" had been reduced to a shaking old man by a woman he’d called a "nobody." Every accusation she’d hurled—the embezzlement, the mistress, the letters to Maggie—was ringing in my ears li

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  • Divorced With His Heir In My Belly   Emptiness

    [Tyler’s POV]"She doesn’t look like a Rider, Tyler. Not even a little bit."Chloe’s voice cut through the sterile quiet of the recovery room. She was standing at the foot of Lucy’s bed, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. She didn't even look at the pink bundle in the cot with affection. She

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  • Divorced With His Heir In My Belly   The Shadow of the Past

    [Tyler’s POV]"Where is she? I demand to speak to the lead lead doctor immediately!"I slammed my palm against the white laminate of the nurse’s station. The sound echoed through the sterile, fluorescent-lit hallway of the VIP maternity wing, but it didn't get the reaction I wanted. The head nurse,

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  • Divorced With His Heir In My Belly   The Enemy in My Office

    "If you sneeze, we’re dead," Norman hissed, his eyes darting to the window. "If you trip over those boots, you blow your cover. Do you understand the stakes, Sarah?""I’m not Sarah today," I snapped back, my voice gravelly and low. I adjusted the itchy beard and patted my five months old pregnancy

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-19
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