LOGINI want to sincerely thank all of you for reading this book, and at the same time, I apologize for the rushed ending, which you may have found disappointing—I certainly did.
This book isn’t just fiction; it’s a story I thought I was ready to put on paper, and the events it contains took a toll on me and my mental health. Thank you again for reading. Perhaps in the future, I may rewrite it and include some details that were missing this time.I want to sincerely thank all of you for reading this book, and at the same time, I apologize for the rushed ending, which you may have found disappointing—I certainly did.This book isn’t just fiction; it’s a story I thought I was ready to put on paper, and the events it contains took a toll on me and my mental health.Thank you again for reading. Perhaps in the future, I may rewrite it and include some details that were missing this time.
Marceline’s POV“Based on the evidence presented regarding your attempt to murder Madam Marceline Valemont,” the judge said, pausing briefly, “I hereby sentence you to twenty years in prison, to be served in a secure psychiatric facility until you are deemed mentally fit.”He delivered the verdict while looking at Anastasia, who stood at the defendant’s stand, staring into space with unfocused eyes, murmuring to herself.It had been three months since the incident, and today was the final judgment.“Are you okay?” Dominic asked quietly when he noticed how silent I was.He had accompanied me to court today to hear the verdict.“Yes,” I replied with a faint smile.Still, I felt heavy inside. Life could change overnight, and that truth frightened me.I watched as the police began to lead Anastasia away. She was smiling at everyone around her, waving strangely—until her smile suddenly disappeared.She saw me.Her eyes widened in shock.“How are you here?” she screamed, struggling violentl
Dominic’s POV“Good day, Mr. Halvourne.”The voice came through the phone just as I answered it. It was Mr. Jones, my lawyer. He was the one handling Clara’s case. I had charged Clara with murder, and today was the day the court would give its verdict. I didn’t go to court to hear it myself.“How did it go?” I asked, dropping the file in my hand onto the table.Though I already knew what the outcome would most likely be.“Miss Benson was sentenced to life in prison,” he replied.I tapped my thumb slowly on the table. The outcome was exactly what I expected, yet hearing it didn’t make me happy. Instead, I felt like I had gone against Helena’s wishes. But this was something I had to do. I had to protect Marceline. Knowing how obsessed Clara was with me, she would never stop trying to hurt Marceline.“How did they take the judgment?” I asked calmly.“Mr. Benson and his wife were not in good condition,” he replied. I could hear the sympathy in his voice.Even I felt bad for them. When the
Philip’s POV“Divorce Agreement.”I read the caption again and again, hoping the words would somehow disappear on their own.I couldn’t believe my eyes. Marceline had filed for divorce. The papers had arrived two hours ago, yet the reality still hadn’t sunk in.“Have I really lost her?” I muttered painfully.My heart squeezed tightly. It was a bitter thought I refused to accept, even though I had already sensed it coming. The day she told me to leave her hospital ward had broken me into pieces. After that, she refused to see me whenever I came visiting.She chose another man over me.It was unbearable.Was this how she felt when I once asked her for a divorce because of Anastasia? When we fought over her returning to work?“No… there must be a way,” I said, shaking my head.My eyes were red and tired from sleepless nights, but that was nothing compared to the pain crushing my chest. Memories of our happy moments flooded my mind.“I’m going to fight for her love again,” I whispered.Ev
Marceline’s POV**(Some days later)“Send the documents to him,” I said calmly to Celesta as I handed back the divorce papers after reading through them and signing my name.I had finally decided to push for the divorce, even though Grandfather was against it. I didn’t want to be in that marriage anymore. That decision became firm the day I walked out of Stanmore Global.When Philip talked about holding a press conference, I realized there was no reason to stay with him. He cared only about his reputation, not the crisis he caused. I had gone to court to discuss things further with Celesta—only to almost lose my life in Anastasia’s hands.“I’m glad it’s finally happening. It’s long overdue,” Celesta said softly as she placed the papers into her suitcase.Today, she was here as my lawyer, not my friend. She would handle the divorce in case Philip tried to make it difficult.“Yes. Please make sure he signs it without delay,” I said emotionlessly. I wanted everything to be over as quickl
Dominic’s POV**“Where is Dominic?” I heard Marceline ask just as I entered the room.I had been sitting at the hallway waiting for her to open her eyes. I didn’t leave, even after Philip told me to. How could I leave when she was still unconscious?. The moment the doctor had told me that she had woken up, I walked inside the room. “I’m here,” I said softly, walking quickly toward her.I had hesitated before entering the room. Philip’s words about me not being family had stabbed deep into my heart. I didn’t know how Marceline would react when she saw me—whether she would be unhappy. But hearing her ask for me lifted the heavy weight on my chest.“Dom…” she called weakly. Her eyes were still pale, but they shone slightly. A faint smile appeared on her lips.“Are you in pain?” I asked softly, squatting beside her bed and gently holding her hand.It was a foolish question. Of course she was in pain. She had just survived a near-death experience. No words could describe how I felt when







