LOGINDominic’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
Philip’s POV**I quietly walked to the wall and leaned against it to steady my weak knees. What David told me had completely shattered me.How?My heart squeezed painfully.Anastasia was truly devil-sent to destroy me. Why did she always make things worse? I was still trying to come out of the mess she created online, and now this. This one was the height of her stupidity. How could she stab Marceline? What was she thinking?“Shit,” I whispered painfully, rubbing my sweaty palms on my trousers as I swallowed hard. Fear ran through my body. I prayed silently that Marceline would survive.My eyes moved to the emergency room door. It was still closed. I looked away and saw Dominic still standing in the same position, staring at the door without moving.My heart boiled in anger, but I held myself back. Not after my father-in-law had spoken.Minutes later, the door finally opened and the doctor walked out. We all rushed to him instantly, everyone desperate to hear what he had to say.“How
Philip’s POVTo say I wasn’t shocked by Marceline’s attitude would be an understatement. She actually walked out of the office—she walked out—even after I told her that if she left, we were over.“Does she not care about me anymore?” I muttered, inhaling deeply as I hit the steering wheel in frustration.I had followed her and called after her when she left, but she didn’t stop. She got into her car and drove away like I was nothing but air. I was too ashamed to go back into the office, so I sat in the car instead. I had become the subject of gossip, even among my own staff. All thanks to Anastasia.The press conference was the only solution, but Marceline refused.“Bastard,” I cursed bitterly, my knuckles turning white from how tightly I clenched my fist.Dominic must be the reason she refused. He was confusing her emotions. The Marceline I knew loved me deeply—so deeply that she would have stood by me. She never let me face any challenge alone.My phone vibrated again. I checked it







