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CHAPTER 62

작가: Praise Lan
last update 최신 업데이트: 2026-01-09 23:39:16

IT IS TOO LATE

Anne's POV

My footsteps echoed sharply across the polished floor as I headed for the exit, but Michael’s shadow clung to me like a stain that refused to wash away. Every step he took behind me reopened wounds I had spent years stitching shut with discipline, resolve, and silence.

“Anne—please,” he called again, louder now, desperation stripping him of dignity.

I spun around so fast my hair whipped across my face. The fury inside me erupted without restraint.

“Do you ever stop?” I shouted. “Do you ever stop chasing what you threw away?”

Heads turned. Conversations died mid-sentence. I didn’t care. Let them see. Let the world witness the man who once reduced me to nothing.

“You maltreated me,” I went on, my voice trembling not with weakness but with suppressed rage. “You dismissed my voice, my pain, my worth. You treated me like an inconvenience—like a woman who should be grateful just to exist in your shadow.”

Michael’s lips parted, but no sound came out.

“You betrayed
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  • MY CRUEL HUSBAND    CHAPTER 63

    SHE NEEDS ME NOWAnne's POV I reached home early because of the over-speeding I was driving the car. My thoughts are diverse, ranging from the pain, the various betrayal I had suffered. My hand gripped the steering wheel firmly as if my life depended on it. I had resolved in my heart never to give in to Micheal. Never! It is even late. I was married to Maxwell. He had been unfortunate, from the way I am looking at him, from the way he was apologizing, something bad might have happened to him, from the hand of that evil woman he asked Evie.I stopped the car in the garage and stepped out. I strode inside, with my bad mood. My mood had been disturbed but I tried very hard to adjust. I stepped inside the living room and slammed the door shut.“Honey!” I called Maxwell, my voice tender. “I'm back!” My heels clicked against the polished floor. As soon as I was about to reach the kitchen, to drop the few things I bought from the market before I went to the restaurant, Maxwell suddenly em

  • MY CRUEL HUSBAND    CHAPTER 62

    IT IS TOO LATE Anne's POV My footsteps echoed sharply across the polished floor as I headed for the exit, but Michael’s shadow clung to me like a stain that refused to wash away. Every step he took behind me reopened wounds I had spent years stitching shut with discipline, resolve, and silence.“Anne—please,” he called again, louder now, desperation stripping him of dignity.I spun around so fast my hair whipped across my face. The fury inside me erupted without restraint.“Do you ever stop?” I shouted. “Do you ever stop chasing what you threw away?”Heads turned. Conversations died mid-sentence. I didn’t care. Let them see. Let the world witness the man who once reduced me to nothing.“You maltreated me,” I went on, my voice trembling not with weakness but with suppressed rage. “You dismissed my voice, my pain, my worth. You treated me like an inconvenience—like a woman who should be grateful just to exist in your shadow.”Michael’s lips parted, but no sound came out.“You betrayed

  • MY CRUEL HUSBAND    CHAPTER 61

    PAIN THAT LINGERAnne’s POV.Eleanor’s lips trembled before she nodded.“Yes,” she whispered. “I aborted five pregnancies. Five. For him.”The words landed fully this time, not as sound, but as weight—crushing, unforgiving. My chest convulsed, and before I could stop myself, a broken sob tore out of me. I pressed my hand to my mouth, but the pain spilled anyway, hot and relentless.“Oh God…” I cried. “Oh God, my baby…”All the nights I had blamed myself. All the mornings I woke up hollow, convinced my body had failed me. All the silent prayers that had gone unanswered.It wasn’t my body. It was him. Crystal.“That evil man,” I said through tears, my voice shaking with fury. “That heartless, calculated, wicked man. He looked at me and smiled. He touched my hands. He slept beside me knowing he had already decided to kill my child.”My shoulders shook violently now. “He used medicine—the very thing meant to heal—to destroy me. What kind of monster does that?”Eleanor dropped to her knees

  • MY CRUEL HUSBAND    CHAPTER 60.

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  • MY CRUEL HUSBAND    CHAPTER 59

    GREEDY ACQUISITION Michael's POV I don’t know how long I lay there on the cold floor, surrounded by the wreckage of my own decisions. Time lost its meaning. Regret has a way of suspending the world, trapping you in a single moment that keeps replaying itself without mercy. Eventually, my body gave in to exhaustion before my mind did. I dragged myself to the bedroom like a wounded animal seeking shelter. The bed—once a place of comfort—felt foreign. Her scent still lingered faintly on the sheets, mocking me. I didn’t bother changing. I didn’t bother thinking. I lay there fully clothed, staring into the darkness, my chest aching with a pain no medicine could cure. Sleep came, but it wasn’t rest. It was heavy and suffocating. Filled with fragments of memories—Anne’s laughter, Evie’s lies, Greg’s name echoing like a curse. I tossed and turned, my heart racing even in unconsciousness, as if my soul refused to rest knowing what awaited me. Morning arrived without mercy. The alarm r

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