Masuk"Is everything alright?" I asked, My heart filled with worries as I gazed at my husband who walked in with his eyes contorted with rage. He looked at me with disgust. Without a word, he threw something at me. It wasn’t until the papers scattered on the cold floor that I realized they were pictures. My eyes widened in horror as I stared at the images. They were pictures of me. But not just me, it was me and another man. A man I didn’t even know. The photos were intimate, showing us in compromising positions as if we were lovers. God, How did he get this? ********************************************* After four years of heart-wrenching miscarriages, Emily's world is turned upside down when her husband accuses her of infidelity, shattering their marriage. Six years later, Emily returns as a billionaire heiress, driven by a thirst for revenge against those who wronged her. But when her ex-husband, Alex, begs for a second chance, Emily must decide. Will she forgive and forget, or will the wounds of the past prove too deep to heal?
Lihat lebih banyakEmily The night before the wedding, Alex and I sat together on the terrace of the mansion, watching the sunset."Are you nervous?" I asked, leaning against his shoulder."Not even a little bit. I've never been more sure of anything in my life." He kissed the top of my head. "What about you?""I'm not nervous about marrying you. I'm just... overwhelmed. In a good way. We've been through so much, Alex. So much pain and heartbreak and fear. And now we're here, about to have our dream wedding, with our children healthy and happy, and all the threats to our family finally gone.""Vanessa is in prison for life. Abigail is dead. Nathaniel is gone. Margaret Chen is dead. Everyone who tried to destroy us is gone." Alex's voice was solemn. "I don't take any pleasure in their deaths or imprisonment. But I'm grateful that we can finally live without looking over our shoulders.""Me too." I turned to look at him. "Do you ever think about what life would have been like if none of this had happened
Emily I was in the kitchen preparing breakfast when Alex came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder."Good morning, beautiful," he murmured, kissing my neck softly.I leaned back against him, smiling as I flipped the pancakes. "Good morning. You're up early.""I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about how lucky I am.""Lucky?" I turned to look at him. "Especially after everything we've been through." He turned me around to face him fully, his hands on my waist. "Emily, we survived things that would have destroyed most couples. My mother's manipulation, Vanessa's psychotic revenge, the kidnapping, Abigail's lies and schemes—we survived all of it. And we're still here. Still together. Still in love."Tears pricked my eyes. "We are, aren't we?""More than ever." He cupped my face in his hands. "And I need you to know something. I need you to hear this and really believe it.""What?""None of what happened was your fault. Not the drugging at t
Abigail When I reached Alex's mansion, security was everywhere. Guards at the gate, cameras on every corner, patrol cars circling the property.They were expecting me.I should have turned around and left.But I didn't.I was too desperate. Too broken. Too far gone to think clearly.I pulled out the gun I had bought on the street yesterday—a small pistol that the seller promised was untraceable as I approached the gate."I need to see Alex Thompson!" I shouted.The guards immediately drew their weapons."Put down your weapon! Now!""Not until I see Alex! I'm carrying his baby! I have a right to speak to him!""Ma'am, put down the gun and put your hands on your head!""NO! I need to talk to Alex! Bring him out here!"More guards appeared. Police sirens wailed in the distance.Everything was spiraling out of control."This is your last warning! Put down the weapon!"I raised the gun, not aiming at anyone, just holding it up, and that's when everything exploded.Gunshots.At least three
Abigail We drove in silence for several minutes, my heart still pounding, my hands still shaking. Finally, I found my voice. "Where are you taking me?" "My place. It's the last place they'll look for you." "Why are you helping me? I thought you were going to expose me to Alex." "I was. But then I realized something." He glanced at me. "If you go to jail, our baby goes with you. Or the baby gets taken away by social services. Either way, I lose my child. So as much as I hate what you've done, I need to keep you out of jail—at least until the baby is born." We drove to a part of the city I didn't recognize, a rough neighborhood with boarded-up windows and graffiti on the walls. Marcus pulled up in front of a tiny house that looked like it was barely standing. "This is where you live?" I asked, unable to hide my disgust. "I'm a construction worker, not a billionaire CEO. This is what I can afford." He got out of the truck. "Come on." Inside, the house was even worse.
Alex In the evening, after the children were in bed, Emily and I sat together in the living room, our phones turned off, the TV dark. We had dinner as a family, pizza night, the children's favorite. We played board games. We read bedtime stories. We pretended everything was normal.But now, in th
Emily I woke up to the sound of giggling.My eyes fluttered open to find three small faces staring at me; Lucas, Lily, and Phil, all standing beside the bed with huge grins on their faces."You're in Daddy's bed!" Phil announced gleefully."Shh!" Lucas nudged him. "You'll wake them up.""They're a
NathanielI sat in the hospital bed, my shoulder throbbing with pain despite the morphine they'd given me, and stared at the ceiling.What had I done?For six years, I had convinced myself that I loved Emily. That I was protecting her. That I was the good guy in this story.But I wasn't.I was the
Alex I stared at the photo, analyzing every detail while Emily sobbed in my arms. "Emily." I pulled out my phone and enlarged the image. "Look at this. In the background, that water tower. I know that building. It's in the industrial district near the old warehouse row on Harbor Street." Emil






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