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The CEO'S Dead Wife: A Marriage Made In Hell! Chapter 79
ABIGAIL'S POV The pain I felt soon became so unbearable and felt like it was about to snatch my breath away. One second I was standing and the next, something inside me twisted. Hard. Sharp. Like invisible hands had reached into my abdomen and clenched without mercy.I screamed out again, because at some point I wasn't able to hold it in anymore “Abigail!” Richardson caught me just as my knees gave out, his arm locking around my waist, strong enough to hold me upright even as my body folded inward. “Breathe. Look at me. Breathe.”“I can't fucking breathe!” My breath shattered. Another wave of pain slammed through me and I clutched at his shirt, fingers digging in like I could anchor myself to him. “It hurts. Richardson, my stomachstomach hurts.”His face was pale now. He didn't look anything like the Mafia lord or hard guy.“Is it the baby?” he asked urgently. “Is the baby coming? Is today your due date? I thought it's until next month? Oh my God”“No,” I gasped. “No, it can’t be t
The CEO'S Dead Wife: A Marriage Made In Hell! Chapter 78
ABIGAIL'S POVThe name hit me harder than any shock ever could.Malia.It detonated in my head, violent and blinding, ripping through every fragile sense of calm I had been clinging to.I staggered back a step, my hand flying to the edge of the table to steady myself. My stomach rolled, a deep, nauseating churn that had nothing to do with pregnancy, but the memories they kept coming back to me. too many memories, rearranging themselves all at once into something monstrous.“No,” I whispered. “No, that’s not possible.”Richardson was still holding the torn diary page, his eyes fixed on the name as if it might rearrange itself into something less damning if he stared long enough. “You recognize it,” he said slowly. It wasn’t a question.“Malia Greene,” I breathed. My throat tightened. “Altthough that name was just a coverage for the real thing.”He looked up sharply. “What do you mean by that.”I swallowed, the taste of bile sharp on my tongue. “Her real name was Sydney Black. Years ago
The CEO'S Dead Wife: A Marriage Made In Hell! Chapter 77
RICHARDSON'S POVThe phone vibrated in my hand nonstop. I took my eyes off the screen for a second because I couldn't bring myself to see the wickedness that was done this woman.I had seen violence in every form imaginable but nothing prepared me for the particular kind of terror that came from a screen lighting up in the dark.The live video escalated everything.It has the low hum of static, the kind that crawled under your skin because it meant someone, somewhere, was watching us watch them.Abigail stood beside me, so close I could feel the heat of her through my sleeve. Her hand brushed mine, then tightened around my wrist as the image sharpened.The woman blinked slowly into the camera, pupils dilating as if she were staring straight through us. Her lips trembled. The room she was in was somehow dark, and because of that we couldn't see properly.Abigail inhaled sharply.I felt it before she said anything, I felt the way her body went rigid, the way her breath stuttered.“I thi
The CEO'S Dead Wife: A Marriage Made In Hell! Chapter 76
RICHARDSON'S POVI had learned, over the years, that desperation is your worse enemy.Abigail was proof of that.“I’m going alone,” she said, already reaching for her jacket, her voice steady in that dangerous way that meant she’d made up her mind.I turned on her so fast the chair scraped loudly against the floor. “You are out of your damn mind.”She stiffened. “Richardson, you have to fucking listen to me, I can't go there with someone else and ruin this.”“No,” I snapped. “This is not the time to be brave or stubborn or whatever noble suicide mission you’re planning in that head of yours.”Her eyes flashed. “This is my life! What don't you get? Leave me alone and let me fix it.”“Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you but that's never going to happen,” I shot back. “And that’s exactly why you’re not going.”She folded her arms, jaw tight. “You can't say that to me.”“I do when it comes to keeping you alive,” I said harshly. “You’re pregnant, Abigail. You’re already being hunted. This is
The CEO'S Dead Wife: A Marriage Made In Hell! Chapter 75
ABIGAIL'S POV.The voicemail felt like so much!But it shouldn't, because It was just a few seconds of sentence that didn't make so much meaning. Yet as Richardson drove us home, the city lights blurring past the windows, it felt as though I was carrying an entire graveyard with me, names I thought were buried, lies I had tried to outrun, and a woman who might have never been dead at all. I woman that was my best friend and that ruined my life in the past.But why? Why will Sophia hide her self and claim she was dead? None of it made sense at all, she did everything to have Alexander only got her to fake her death right after their engagement? No, it didn't make sense because we all saw her in the coffin before she was buried so how is she alive?Neither of us spoke for most of the drive.Richardson’s hands were tight on the steering wheel, knuckles pale, jaw locked so hard I worried his teeth might crack. I watched the road ahead, one hand unconsciously resting on my stomach, my thou
The CEO'S Dead Wife: A Marriage Made In Hell! Chapter 74
ABIGAIL'S POVI didn’t trust Lucas or the way his eyes kept darting to the sides like he was waiting for someone to appear and end the conversation for him. Every instinct I had sharpened through betrayal, survival, and blood screamed that standing in that parking garage with him was a mistake.Yet I stayed.Because sometimes the most dangerous truths came wrapped in familiar faces.“Say it again,” I told him quietly. “Slowly.”Lucas swallowed. The fluorescent light above us flickered, washing his face in sickly yellow. He looked thinner than I remembered. Older. Guilt had a way of carving itself into people.“Sophia,” he said. “She was seen. After her death.”The words didn’t land at first. They floated, absurd and weightless, like something said in a dream.I laughed.It came out sharp and wrong. “That’s not funny.”“I’m not joking.”“She’s dead,” I snapped. “I watched her coffin go into the ground. I stood there. I mourned her.”“You were meant to,” he said softly.Something in his
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