LOGINShare
The Accident
Last Updated:
2026-02-03 23:20:22
Sarah
The rain was fucking relentless that night.
I remember gripping the steering wheel of my Range Rover, squinting through the windshield as sheets of water hammered against the glass. The highway was a goddamn nightmare, cars crawling at twenty miles per hour, I couldn't see shit, and my phone wouldn't stop buzzing with messages I didn't want to see.
Marcus had texted me seventeen times.
"Where the fuck are you?"
"You're late for dinner with James and Victoria."
"Don't embarrass me again, Sarah."
The last one made me grip the wheel harder. Embarrass him. As if showing up late to a dinner party was the same as him staying out until 3 AM on "business calls" that ended with lipstick on his collar and the smell of Chanel No. 5 that I definitely didn't wear.
I was pregnant. Six months pregnant with our first child, and my husband was having an affair.
I'd known for two weeks. I'd found the texts on his iPad when I was looking for flight information. Texts between Marcus and Victoria—my best friend since college, the woman who'd helped me build my interior design business from nothing, the woman I'd trusted with my fucking life.
"Can't wait to feel you inside me again," Victoria had written.
"Your husband is fucking oblivious," Marcus had responded.
I'd read those messages in my bathroom while sitting on the toilet at three in the morning, and something inside me had broken like a bone snapping clean.
I sat on the bathroom floor that night, my back against the cold tile, and I'd called Victoria.
"Hey," she'd answered, her voice thick with sleep. "Everything okay? Is it the baby?"
I'd swallowed hard, staring at the damning words on the screen. "I just... I had a weird dream. That Marcus was being unfaithful. It felt so real."
There was a beat of silence on the line, Then her laugh. "Sarah, you're hormonal and paranoid. Marcus adores you. He's just stressed with the new investors. Go back to sleep."
"You're right," I'd whispered. "Sorry for waking you."
"Always here for you," she'd said. The last words my best friend ever said to me.
I made a plan that night. A plan that would change everything.
I couldn't confront him. Couldn't divorce him. Because Marcus was rich, like generationally wealthy and his lawyers would bury me. He'd take the business I'd built from nothing, take my child, take everything, and I'd end up with a studio apartment and partial custody of a baby I couldn't afford to raise.
But if he thought I was dead?
Everything changed.
So I'd done something insane. I'd hired a fixer a woman named Diane who knew how to disappear people and we'd planned the perfect accident. A car crash at night, on a rainy stretch of the highway where accidents happened constantly. A body that couldn't be identified immediately. A narrative that was absolutely fucking perfect.
The car I was driving wasn't mine. It was a rental in a false name, identical to my Range Rover. The mannequin in the driver's seat professionally built to my size, dressed in my clothes, wearing my jewelry would be burnt beyond recognition when the fire trucks arrived.
I was supposed to be found in that wreckage tomorrow morning.
But I was going to be very much alive.
The other car hit me doing sixty miles per hour.
I'd coordinated the timing perfectly, a semi-truck that Diane had arranged, driven by a man who knew exactly what he was doing. The impact sent my car spinning across three lanes, and I felt the rush of adrenaline.
The airbag deployed. I disconnected my seatbelt. The car doors unlocked automatically.
And I ran.
I ran through the rain, away from the wreckage, away from the semi-truck that was screeching to a halt. I ran toward the dark stretch of shoulder where a black sedan was waiting, engine running, lights off.
I threw myself into the passenger seat, and Diane stepped on the gas without saying a word.
In the rearview mirror, I could see emergency lights starting to flash on the horizon. The ambulances were coming. The fire trucks were coming, and by the time they arrived, they'd find my car a burning, twisted heap of metal. They'd find the mannequin burned beyond recognition. And they'd find my identification in the wreckage.
They'd think I was dead.
And Marcus would think he was finally free.
Latest chapter
I Ruined My Ex-Husband and It Was Worth It NEGOTIATION
SarahI was already seated when Silas Crowley arrived.The private suite was just like I remembered. Cozy and hidden, perfect for the kind of conversation we were about to have.I had spent the last twenty-four hours getting ready. I told myself I was prepared that I could sit across from him and talk business like a smart woman, not like a woman falling for the man who wanted to ruin her.I was wrong.The moment he walked through the door, every clear thought I had disappeared.He wore a black suit that fit his body perfectly, like it was made just for him. His dark hair was neat and perfect, his eyes found mine right away, and I felt something twist hard in my chest."Sarah," he said, sliding into the seat across from me. He said my name like he had been waiting to taste it. "I'm glad you came.""I didn't have much choice," I said coldly. "Your proposal made the consequences very clear if I said no.""True," he said. He ordered a glass of wine without looking at the me
I Ruined My Ex-Husband and It Was Worth It RECKONING
VictoriaSarah called an emergency meeting at 7 AM.Everyone knew something was wrong the moment she walked into the conference room. Her face was cold as ice, her eyes were full of dark anger. Her whole body gave off so much rage that the room felt colder.Marcus and I looked at each other. We both knew this was about Crowley."Sit," Sarah said. She did not waste time with nice words, she looked straight at us.We sat."I want to know everything," she said. Her voice was low and deadly. "Everything about your deal with Crowley, every detail, every promise you made. Every fucking lie you told him."Marcus started to speak, but Sarah raised her hand."Not you," she said in a cold voice. "Victoria. You talk first."My stomach dropped."I..." I started, but my voice sounded weak."I'm waiting," Sarah said. She stood at the head of the table. She looked scary and dangerous. Like she could destroy us with one word."Marcus went to Crowley months before..." I stopped."Bef
I Ruined My Ex-Husband and It Was Worth It TRAPPED
SarahThe email arrived at 11:47 PM.I was in my bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed in the dark, when my phone buzzed. I didn't need to see the sender to know who it was from.Silas Crowley.I stared at my phone for a long time without opening the email. My hands were calm, but my heart was racing. I could feel the trap closing around me, and I hadn't even read the document yet.I knew what was in there, I could guess. The formal proposal he'd mentioned. The contract that would bind me to him. The legal noose that he'd carefully constructed.But knowing and seeing were two different things.I took a breath and opened the email.The subject line was simple: "Bennett & Associates - Partnership Proposal."Below it was a single sentence: "Read carefully. The details matter."I clicked on the attachment.Forty-seven pages with thick legal words, numbered parts and sections and references that would take a lawyer hours to understand fully.But the first page was clear
I Ruined My Ex-Husband and It Was Worth It THE GAME
Silas CrowleyI left the restaurant knowing exactly what I'd accomplished.Sarah Bennett had rejected my proposal. She'd told me to fuck off. She'd made it clear that she didn't want anything to do with me or my business deal.And yet, as I walked out to my car, I was smiling.Because her rejection wasn't defeat, it was just the opening move in a much more bigger game.I sat in the back of my black Mercedes and pulled out my phone. My assistant had the full proposal ready—forty-seven pages of tight legal words that locked everything down. It was perfect and absolutely impossible to refuse without consequence.And unlike most business proposals, this one had teeth, if Sarah refused it, she'd be responsible for Marcus's debt to me. Three point two million dollars. Money that Marcus couldn't pay, money that would force her to either sell her company or watch me destroy her credit, her assets, her entire financial future.But that wasn't why I was smiling.I was smiling be
I Ruined My Ex-Husband and It Was Worth It TWISTED JOY
MarcusI walked into the apartment and Victoria was waiting for me in the living room with a glass of wine."I heard the bitch screaming your name," she said, looking up from the couch. "What happened?"I threw my keys on the table and collapsed into the chair across from her."She knows about Crowley," I said. "She knows about the deal we made with him. She knows that he wants the company."Victoria sat up straighter, her eyes narrowing with interest."How does she know?" she asked."Crowley met with her," I said. "He must have told her everything, about the contract, the partnership and how I came to him with the proposal to take Bennett & Associates."I ran my hand through my hair, remembering the way Sarah had screamed at me. The way her face had turned red with rage, the way she'd called me every name in the book."She was furious," I continued. "She told me that I was the reason Crowley was coming after her."Victoria took a slow sip of her wine. Then she smiled,
I Ruined My Ex-Husband and It Was Worth It FURY
SarahI stormed into my office and slammed the door so hard the glass walls rattled."MARCUS!" I screamed. "Get in here! NOW!"My hands were shaking with rage, my entire body was vibrating with anger so intense it felt like I might explode. That meeting with Crowley had unleashed something in me, something dark and furious and absolutely uncontrollable.A few minutes later, Marcus appeared in my doorway. He looked confused and terrified, which was exactly what I wanted."What the fuck did you do?" I demanded, standing up from my desk. "What is this fucking deal you made with Crowley? You goddamn bozo, you gave my sweat, my company, my life's work to a man as powerful as Crowley?"Marcus's face went pale."Sarah, I can explain—" he started."Don't," I cut him off harshly. "Don't you dare try to explain anything to me. You made a deal to sell my company, a company I built from nothing, a company I poured my soul into and you gave it to a fucking billionaire who destroys peo
You may also like
Revenge of the Hideous Lady
Moonlight966.0K viewsThe Heartbreak Prescription
Glazed Snow1.0M viewsOne Night Stand
Favor V April1.0M viewsThe Breaking Point of Love
Cloudsearcher3.0M viewsHOUSE OF FORBIDDEN DESIRE
Jay Daniels 573 viewsThe Billionaire Romantic getaway
Teriel panny 192 viewsDirty Secrets With My Stepbrother: Daddy Cannot Find Out
Blessing Okosi236 viewsBETROTHED TO THE ARROGANT PRINCE -HIS UNTAMED WARRIOR QUEEN
Lia's Ink 377 views
