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Chapter Twelve: Two Days
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Reborn To Destroy My Cheating Husband Chapter 32: What The Hell Was That?
Elizabeth PovI didn't know what was wrong with me anymore.Claire's soul wouldn't let me concentrate. She kept pushing at the edges of my mind all morning, making everything feel foggy. Shouldn't she have been asleep by now? It was daytime. This was supposed to be my time.I remembered what Red said. Thirty days. That was all we had before everything fell apart. Thirty days to get my revenge, and I hadn't even really started.Just give me a week, I whispered inside my head. Hoping she could hear me. Hoping she'd back off and let me focus. Just one week and I'd figure the rest out.I shoved the report deeper into my bag. The one I'd taken from Jason's office that morning while he was in a meeting. I replaced it with a fake so he wouldn't notice. That report was important. It belonged to my father. Jason had no right to keep it.I stood up and headed for the door. Maybe some air would clear my head. But as I walked toward the cafeteria, something caught my eye through the big glass win
Reborn To Destroy My Cheating Husband Chapter 31: Rashford's Investigation
Rashford's Pov The taste of it was still in my mouth. The whole scene in Claire’s apartment, the broken lock, the knife on the floor, that piece of trash Danny pinned to the wall. And Claire, holding a phone with steady hands while her eyes were a storm of something I couldn’t name. The throw she’d used on Danny. That wasn’t a lucky shove. It was training. Expensive training.And then the way she’d broken in my arms afterward, but it didn’t explain the way she’d looked at me when she pulled away. That flicker in her eyes, gone in a heartbeat.Jessica’s furious words echoed: She’s lying about something!I’d dismissed it as jealousy. Now, I wasn’t so sure.I couldn’t sleep. I kept seeing two sets of eyes in the same face. The wide, lost ones of the waitress in my café, and the sharp, challenging ones of the woman who’d faced me down over coffee. Two different people. Or one very good actress.I needed answers that didn’t come from her lips. I called an old contact, a guy named Leo who
Reborn To Destroy My Cheating Husband Chapter 30: The Hospital Vigil
Elizabeth's Pov Sunset feels like a sigh.One moment, I’m anchored in the warm, solid weight of Claire’s body, feeling the ghost of Rashford’s embrace like a brand on my skin. The next, the world turns to watercolor. Colors bleed, sounds soften, and I’m slipping… up. Out.It’s not a choice anymore. It’s a law. Like gravity in reverse.The city passes beneath me in a smear of light and shadow. I don’t control the direction. I’m a leaf on a current, pulled toward the one place my soul still recognizes as home.St. Augustine’s Hospital. Room 407.I pass through the wall like it’s mist. The room is dim, lit only by the cold, green glow of monitors. The air smells like antiseptic.And there I am.Elizabeth Wakefield. Or what’s left of her.She’s paler than the sheets. A sculpture carved from wax and wire. Tubes and lines snake from her arms, her nose, connecting her to the machines that go beep… beep… beep… in a rhythm that’s supposed to mean life. It sounds like a countdown.I float clos
Reborn To Destroy My Cheating Husband Chapter 29: Jessica's Revenge Plot
Jessica Wilson's POVHumiliation has a taste. It's all I've tasted for three days.That little nobody. That waitress. Smirking at me from the shelter of Jason's arms. Jason, throwing me out of my future husband's office. For her.I sat in the dim corner of a bar that was too expensive for its own good, swirling a glass of vodka I hadn't touched. The ice had melted. I didn't care. My reflection in the dark window was a ghost of the woman I was supposed to be, the elegant fiancée, the soon-to-be Mrs. Jason Collen. Now I just looked like a woman who'd been played.The door chimed. A man in a worn leather jacket slid into the booth opposite me. He didn't smile. His name was Kieran. He came recommended for being discreet and, more importantly, ruthless."You're the one with the problem," he said, not a question. His eyes were the color of dirty dishwater. They didn't look at me like a woman; they looked at me like a job."That problem," I hissed, leaning forward, "is named Claire Hart. I w
Reborn To Destroy My Cheating Husband CHAPTER 28: The Accountant's Discovery
Diana Frost’s POVNumbers didn’t lie. They whispered. And in the sealed, silent tomb of Wakefield’s post-merger financial archives, they were screaming.My fingers flew over the keyboard, the blue glow of three monitors painting my glasses in reflected light. Robert Wakefield had hired me for a standard post-acquisition audit. “Due diligence,” he’d called it, his smile not quite reaching the grief-haunted eyes he’d become famous for since his daughter’s accident. Standard, he’d said.There was nothing standard about the trail of digital breadcrumbs leading from Jason Collen’s executive discretionary fund.It was clever. I’d give him that. Not a blatant theft. More like a slow, meticulous bleed. Funds allocated for vendor contracts in Singapore siphoned through a shell corporation in the Caymans. “Consultancy fees” paid to a Luxembourg entity that dissolved three months later. Small amounts, scattered across different projects, easy to miss in quarterly reports. But I was paid to miss
Reborn To Destroy My Cheating Husband CHAPTER 27: Saving Claire's Life
Elizabeth's Pov Danny lunged at me.He wasn't a real fighter. Just a bully who picked on people weaker than him. The way he swung the knife was messy and wild, meant to scare me more than actually hurt me. But in the life I used to live, that kind of mistake could get you killed.My body moved before I could think. It was muscle memory from another life. From all those expensive self-defense classes my father made me take when I was Elizabeth.I spun to the side and his knife missed my ribs by inches. I could hear it cut through the air. My heart was pounding so loud I could hear it in my ears. Claire's fear mixed with my own, but instead of freezing me, it made everything sharper. Danny was off balance because he put too much weight into the swing. I brought the heavy coffee mug down hard on the back of his knife hand.Crack.The sound was wet and awful. He screamed and the knife fell to the floor with a clatter. For a second he just stood there staring at his hand, then at me. At
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