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Chapter 13: I'm Moving On
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It's Pay Back Time, My Ex-Husband! Epilogue : In Them
The daroma of the baked bread dance with the savory scent of roasted chicken, wrapping around Sophia and Aaron like a warm hug as they stepped into Alexander’s charming home. The soft glow of lights bathed the beautifully decorated living room in a golden hue, making it feel like a cozy nest of happiness. Laughter bubbled from the kitchen, where Alexander’s father and Sophia’s dad were engaged in a lively conversation.Aaron, clutching Sophia’s hand with his tiny fingers, felt a rush of excitement mixed with a sprinkle of nervousness. It wasn’t every day they got to join in on gatherings like this, and a world of wonder awaited him.Before he could voice his thoughts, Alexander crouched down to meet Aaron’s curious gaze, his eyes twinkling with warmth. “Hey there, Aaron!” he said, extending his hand for a high five. “I’m really glad you’re here.”Aaron hesitated for a heartbeat, then, with a grin that lit up his face, he smacked his palm against Alexander’s. “Me too!”Alexander chuckl
It's Pay Back Time, My Ex-Husband! Chapter 85: Breaking News
The atmosphere in the interrogation room was thick with a palpable tension, like a tightly wound spring just waiting to snap. Above, the harsh fluorescent lights flickered sporadically, casting dramatic shadows that danced across the cold, gray walls—an eerie backdrop to the standoff unfolding within. Veronica sat in a stiff metal chair, her wrists cuffed to the table, her expression a delightful cocktail of frustration and defiance.Her nails tapped an impatient rhythm against the unforgiving steel surface, while her foot bounced nervously beneath the table. She had been here for what felt like an eternity, an hour filled with the agony of waiting—waiting for the detectives to come at her with their accusations, waiting for their attempts to crack her composure.With a creak that seemed to echo off the walls, the door swung open.In stropped two detectives, their demeanor as cold and calculating as a winter's night. The older man, distinguished with his neatly combed gray hair and sh
It's Pay Back Time, My Ex-Husband! Chapter 84: Arrested
The ride home unfolded in a blanket of silence, heavy and thick, as if the air itself had decided to hold its breath. In the distance, the flickering lights of police cars danced like fireflies, a haunting reminder of the chaos they had just escaped. The wreckage was now behind them, but the memories clung on like stubborn shadows, refusing to let go. The tires hummed rhythmically against the asphalt, the only sound piercing through the tension that enveloped the car.Sophia sat in the passenger seat, her arms wrapped around herself, peering out the window as if the passing scenery could somehow wash away the night’s harrowing events. Her mind replayed the drama like a broken record—the heart-pounding chase, the crack of gunfire, the horrific wreck that had nearly claimed them. Each moment echoed in her thoughts, leaving her feeling cold and unsettled.In the backseat, Alexander was a study in stillness. His expression was like an unreadable book, his fingers tapping absently against
It's Pay Back Time, My Ex-Husband! Chapter 83: What's Next?
The crash site was a chaotic swirl of flashing red and blue lights, casting vibrant hues against the dark canvas of the night. Police cars, ambulances, and fire trucks surrounded the mangled wreckage. Officers dashed about with purpose, securing the perimeter while paramedics leapt into action, their faces set with determination as they raced to assess the damage. Above them, smoke curled lazily from the remains of Julian and Vanessa’s SUV, its once-proud metal frame now twisted and contorted against the cliffside. The road above bore the scars of the violent chase, a chaotic tapestry of skid marks, shattered glass, and debris that told a story of reckless speed. Alexander and Sophia found themselves seated on the dirt, hearts racing and bodies trembling, but somehow, miraculously, unscathed. The adrenaline still surged through them, a wild river of energy that made their breaths come in uneven bursts.Sophia ran a shaky hand through her hair, her gaze fixed on the burning wreckage,
It's Pay Back Time, My Ex-Husband! Chapter 82: Chasing Death
The smoke curled and twirled in the night air, wrapping around Alexander and Sophia like an unwelcome shawl as they burst onto the rooftop, their breaths coming in ragged gasps, hearts pounding like a drum in their chests. Below them, the distant wail of sirens harmonized with the crackling embers that danced like fireflies, but up here? Ah, up here, the city sprawled out in all its glittering glory, an endless sea of lights.Sophia pressed her back against the rusty water tank, its metallic surface cold and unforgiving. She gripped Alexander’s wrist just as he was about to dart off into the unknown. “Wait!” she hissed, her voice barely rising above the whispering wind that tousled their hair. “Do you hear that?”In an instant, Alexander froze, straining to catch the faint murmur of voices drifting over the low concrete barrier. He edged closer, moving with the stealth of a cat, peering into the shadowy depths at the rooftop’s far edge.There stood Julian, leaning casually against the
It's Pay Back Time, My Ex-Husband! Chapter 81: The Hero Arrives
Sophia’s heart raced like a wild drum as she took stock of her surroundings. The room felt sparse and bare, its corners adorned only by a few forlorn items: an old wooden crate that had seen better days, a rusty pipe that looked like it had stories to tell, and a discarded piece of metal, glinting like a forgotten treasure in the dim light. She focused intently on the rhythms of her captors, Julian and Vanessa. She noted the times they flitted in and out, the cadence of their conversations, their little habits, each detail adding to her growing resolve.“Think, Sophia,” she murmured to herself, determination knitting her brow. “You can’t give up. You’ve got to find a way out of here...” Her gaze swept the room, landing on the rusty pipe, glistening with potential just within her reach. If she could just maneuver her chair a little closer, she might have a chance! She began to shift her weight, inching her chair toward the tantalizing prize, her heart pounding a steady rhythm of hope
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