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Love After Revenge

Author: Aurora K
last update publish date: 2026-09-10 04:12:50

Miller Tech rooftop.

7:42PM. November.

I sat on the ledge. 40 floors up, with my legs dangling.

I wasn’t thinking about jumping. I was thinking about how quiet it was.

For 14 months the noise never stopped.

Lawyers. Cameras. Court dates. Board votes. Headlines. “CEO’s Husband Accused of Fraud.”

Today it stopped.

30 years. 14.3 million.

Judge Marisol said it. Gavel down.

David was gone.

“Come down from there.”

Ethan’s voice behind me.

“I’m not gonna jump,” I said. “I’m ju
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  • MY EX-HUSBAND REGRETS    Epilogue: CEO And Baby

    “3 years later”Miller Tech Tower. 42nd floor. 8:03AM. My office smelled like coffee, baby wipes, and printer ink. The desk was chaotic. Q4 reports on the left, board deck on the right. A pack of diapers in the drawer. A bouncer next to my chair. And in the bouncer: Lila Miller-Ethan. 9 months. Curly hair like her dad. My glare when she didn’t get her way. “Ma’am, the board is waiting,” Linda said from the doorway. “I know,” I said. I picked Lila up. “We’re coming.” Boardroom. 12 people. All of them stood when I walked in. All of them smiled at Lila first. “Morning,” I said. Sat at the head of the table. Lila on my lap. Chewing a teether shaped like the Miller Tech logo. Marketing tried to make it. I approved it. Mr. Okoro started the meeting. Revenue. Expansion. The Foundation. Lila clapped at the slides. When we got to the tough part — the hostile bid from that startup in Austin — Lila dropped her teether. I bent to get it. “Take your t

  • MY EX-HUSBAND REGRETS    I Choose You

    The lawyer’s smile wasn't a genuine one.The box was still open on my steps. Marriage certificate. My forged signature. The squad lights flashing red and blue. Ethan’s hand went tight around mine. “That’s not real,” I said. My voice sounded far away. The officer looked at me. “Ma’am, we have to verify this.” Linda pulled up 4 minutes later. She walked fast with her heels clicking, and her briefcase in hand. “Don’t say anything,” she told me. Then to the lawyer: “Mr. Hale. You’re trespassing.” “I’m serving notice,” Hale said. He held up his phone. “My client has filed an emergency motion. You are legally married to David Blackham. You cannot marry Mr. Ethan.” My stomach dropped. Emergency motion. Court. Ethan stepped in front of me. “You’re lying,” he said. Hale smiled. “Am I? The certificate is notarized. Filed in Westchester County 3 years ago.” “Forged,” Linda said. “We’ll see you in court.” She took my arm. “Let's go Inside now.” *11:47PM. In the bro

  • MY EX-HUSBAND REGRETS    The Real Proposal

    The text glowed on my screen in the dark. You think it’s over? “It’s just starting.”Colorado area code. Unknown number. 11:03PM. December 12th. My blood went cold. Ethan sat next to me on the roof. Blanket over both of us. He hadn’t seen it yet. “Who is it?” he asked. I showed him. He sat up. “Colorado. That’s Florence.” ADX Florence. Maximum security. David. “No phones allowed in there,” I said. “Not for him.” “Unless someone got it for him,” Ethan said. We stared at the phone. No third text came. I locked it. Put it in my pocket. My hands were shaking. “Hey,” Ethan said. Pulled my hand into his. “Breathe.” “I’m breathing.” “You’re not.” I inhaled. Then exhaled. “It’s a bluff,” I said. “He can’t do anything from there.” “Yeah,” Ethan said. But he didn’t sound sure. We didn’t go inside for another hour. *The next morning.* Linda was in my office at 7AM. “The FBI is pulling the records,” she said. “That number was a burner. Bought wi

  • MY EX-HUSBAND REGRETS    Love After Revenge

    Miller Tech rooftop. 7:42PM. November. I sat on the ledge. 40 floors up, with my legs dangling. I wasn’t thinking about jumping. I was thinking about how quiet it was. For 14 months the noise never stopped. Lawyers. Cameras. Court dates. Board votes. Headlines. “CEO’s Husband Accused of Fraud.” Today it stopped. 30 years. 14.3 million. Judge Marisol said it. Gavel down. David was gone. “Come down from there.” Ethan’s voice behind me. “I’m not gonna jump,” I said. “I’m just sitting.” He sighed then sat next to me. Not touching. We’d been doing that a lot. Close, but careful. Like glass that just stopped cracking. “How do you feel?” he asked. I thought about it. Empty. But clean. Like a room after you throw out everything that isn’t yours. “Quiet,” I said. “Good quiet?” “Yeah. Good quiet.” We watched the city. Three months ago I would’ve filled this with emails. Now I let it be silent. “Can I ask you something real?” Ethan said. “You just

  • MY EX-HUSBAND REGRETS    David In Prison

    United States District Court, Southern District of New York. Courtroom 14B. 9:03AM. The room was full. Cameras outside. Reporters in the back. My lawyers on the left. His on the right. David sat at the defense table in a navy suit.He looked thinner. He hadn’t shaved since the last live boardroom meeting.“All rise. The Honorable Judge Marisol presiding.” New judge. Judge Morrow was in federal custody. Bribery charges. Judge Marisol was 40.“Be seated,” she said. The clerk read it. All 42 counts. Fraud. Embezzlement. Forgery. Conspiracy. Witness tampering. Attempted unlawful commitment. David didn’t look at me. He stared at the wood in front of him. The prosecutor spoke first. 40 minutes. They played the recordings. The bank transfers. The emails to Kane. Then the defense. “Mr. Blackham was under duress. Mental strain. He’s a sick man.” Judge Marisol listened. Wrote things down. Didn’t interrupt once. At 11:47 she set her pen down. “Mr. Blackh

  • MY EX-HUSBAND REGRETS    Miller Tech Is Mine

    7:14AM. The city was still gray. I was not. I stood in the back seat of the car Ethan was driving and re-tied my hair. Black suit. White shirt. Heels I could run in. The USB drive in my inside blazer pocket felt like it was burning a hole through the fabric. “Turn left here,” I said. Ethan didn’t ask questions. He just cut across two lanes and took the exit for Miller Tech Plaza. On the radio, the news anchor’s voice: “...emergency board meeting underway at Miller Tech headquarters. Sources say controlling interest is being transferred to the Blackham Family Trust. More at 8.”“They’re early,” Ethan said. “It’s not even 7:30.”“They want to make it look clean,” I said. “Sign before the market opens. Before anyone can stop it.”My phone buzzed. Linda. “Where are you?” “Three minutes out.” “You’re not supposed to be in that building until your lawyer is there.” “My lawyer is on her way.” “Sarah—” “I’m not signing anything, Linda. I’m taking it back.”I hung up. The Miller T

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