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Chapter Sixty-Three

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The ice in Andrew’s glass clinked softly as his hand shook. He raised the tumbler to his lips and swallowed the burning whiskey, a sharp, familiar heat tearing at his throat as he tried to wash away the bitter, lingering taste of humiliation.

He had been sitting alone at the corner of the bar for nearly an hour, staring blankly into his drink. The raw sting of his confrontation with David still burned under his skin, leaving a tight, suffocating knot in his chest that refused to loosen no matte
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    The afternoon sun filtered lazily through the tall, sheer linen curtains of Lisa’s airy living room, casting a warm, golden-amber haze over the polished mahogany table where the two women sat. Around them, the apartment hummed with a quiet, aggravating domesticity—the slow, metronomic ticking of a wall clock, the soft, rhythmic drone of the refrigerator from the adjoining open-plan kitchen, and the occasional sharp chime of an email notification from the counter. To anyone else, it was a sanctuary of afternoon leisure. But to Susan, wrapped in a sudden, suffocating bubble of dread, the cozy atmosphere felt entirely surreal, mockingly indifferent to the rising panic threatening to tear her chest open. They were nursing their second glasses of crisp, mineral-rich Pinot Grigio, slowly and lazily scrolling through the digital photo album from Lisa’s recent vacation in Santorini. "Oh, you have to see this one from Oia," Lisa murmured, a soft, affectionate smile touching her lips as she

  • My Ex husband left me to die, Now I watch him burn    Chapter Seventy - One

    The commotion in midtown had finally dissolved into an eerie, heavy silence. Veronica was already miles away, swallowed by the dark, indifferent city streets, carrying her sick grandson toward a destination only God knew. Left standing on the cracked asphalt were Clara, Chloe, her husband Sam, and Jane. For several agonizing seconds, nobody moved. The sheer weight of what had just unfolded hung in the air like a suffocating shroud. Clara stood rigidly beside her ruined car, her chest heaving as she pressed a trembling, ice-cold hand against her bruised ribs. Every breath sent a sharp twinge of pain through her torso, but it was nothing compared to the sickening knot in her stomach. "Can you believe that...?" she whispered, her voice cracking, teetering on the edge of hysteria. "She actually drove away with him." Chloe slowly turned her head. Her face was as pale as paper, stripped of all color, her eyes wide with a terrifying realization. "Are you hurt, Clara?" "I'm fine," Clara

  • My Ex husband left me to die, Now I watch him burn    Chapter Seventy

    "Not at all, Mrs. Patterson. I honestly had no idea who Vanessa was—not until I literally bumped into her out in the corridor and we just struck up a casual, meaningless chit-chat," Marlene trilled, flashing a bright, disarming smile that didn't reach her calculating eyes. "Ohhh, I see. So you two have already bonded," Mrs. Patterson chuckled warmly, leaning back in her plush executive leather chair and resting her hands on the polished mahogany. "It's always refreshing when young executives manage to find common ground outside the sterile walls of the boardroom." Standing just inside the threshold of Mrs. Patterson’s spacious office, Vanessa clenched her jaw so hard her back molars ached. She kept her facial expression carefully neutral, though her mind was racing with sharp, defensive calculations. Play your petty games all you want, Marlene, she thought coldly, a dark fire igniting in her chest. In a week or two, this little stunt of yours is going to cost you everything you've

  • My Ex husband left me to die, Now I watch him burn    Chapter Sixty - Nine

    "My sister-in-law got a house. Guess whose name is on the deed?" Susan scoffed, shaking her head with a dry, humorless laugh as she set her crystal glass down on the polished marble coffee table. "Andrew's." Lisa blinked, her expression shifting into one of mild amusement as she leaned back against the deep velvet cushions. "Shut up. Seriously? Not even a joint title? After everything she supposedly brought to the table with her connections?" "Dead serious," Susan muttered, rolling her eyes with theatrical flair, though a tiny flicker of calculation danced in her dark eyes. "Not a single fraction of an inch belongs to her. Andrew made sure of that, and honestly, she was too blind with gratitude to even notice the fine print. She thought it was some grand romantic gesture." Lisa leaned forward, her curiosity instantly pipped, her eyes shining in the dim light of the penthouse. "Speaking of her—how is she holding up anyway? I saw some absolutely unhinged messages pop up on the neigh

  • My Ex husband left me to die, Now I watch him burn    Chapter Sixty -Eight

    "Wait, let me get a drink first," Lisa said with a light, breezy laugh, pushing herself up from the cushions of her sofa. Susan had arrived barely ten minutes ago, sliding effortlessly into the most comfortable spot in the living room as if she owned the place—which, in many ways, mirrored how she moved through the rest of her life. She sat back now, her legs crossed elegantly at the ankle, her eyes bright with an unmasked, insatiable curiosity. She was practically vibrating to pick apart every single second of Lisa’s recent getaway. Lisa walked over to the sleek, marble-topped mini-bar in the corner of the room, her movements relaxed and fluid. She uncorked a bottle of sparkling iced tea, poured a tall glass filled with condensation, and brought it back, handing it to Susan with a warm smile before sinking down beside her on the plush velvet. "My trip was ok," Lisa said casually, though a faint, betraying flush crept up her neck right at the roots of her hair. Susan narrowed

  • My Ex husband left me to die, Now I watch him burn    Chapter Sixty- Seven

    Julian sat inside his parked car, a cold, mocking smirk playing on his lips. He watched Andrew pace the pavement, hammering away at his phone screen with a sweaty, trembling thumb. Julian didn’t even need to guess who was on the other end. It was Vanessa. And the predictability of Andrew’s freefall tasted like fine wine. Just days ago, Julian had tossed him a golden lifeline—an explosive expose detailing Vanessa’s calculated, ruthless abandonment. But Andrew had puffed out his chest, high on blind arrogance, sneering at him like a piece of garbage before slamming the door. It had been an opportunity to help Andrew salvage his fading grip while giving Julian the career breakthrough he desperately craved. Now, the bitter taste of regret choked Andrew from the inside out. After witnessing David’s cryptic behavior, a cold knot of panic had violently twisted his stomach. David knew something catastrophic—something Andrew was entirely blind to—and the panic was clawing at his throat. Shiv

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