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The Night Our Love Died Chapter 7 New Future
It was total defeat, and Christopher knew it. He staggered to his feet, unsteady, then walked out into the rain like a hollow shell, as if his soul had already left him behind.The divorce went smoothly enough. Christopher gave me half of his company's shares and three mansions in the city center, perhaps to atone for his crimes or to get a moment of my attention.The amount was so staggering that even the divorce lawyer could not hide the envy in his eyes as we signed the papers.However, I signed another agreement that would sell off all my assets and founded a charity specializing in legal aid. I named it The Hector Foundation, after my father. The foundation would help the underprivileged who were imprisoned unjustly, just like my father was.An army of reporters came for the opening. I cut off the long hair I'd kept for five years and changed into professional attire before taking to the stage.No longer was I the cowardly and timid Mrs. Lutherson. Before the cameras, I w
The Night Our Love Died Chapter 6 Too Late
He carefully handed me the food, his eyes filled with anticipation. Suddenly, my stomach churned, and I retched before I could stop it.I slapped the box away, and the food splashed all over the ground, some of it getting on Christopher's trousers. That stunned him for a moment, and he watched the mess helplessly."I can get another if you don't like—""Do you think you're actually a loving man, Christopher?" I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, my eyes resting on him icily. "I'm severely allergic to seafood. One bite is enough to send me into shock."Christopher froze, as if I'd just slapped him. "What? So why'd you…""It was Rachel!" I interrupted sharply. "She told me you needed food therapy for your gastrointestinal problems! She said seafood chowder helped, and for that, you made me wake up early just to make that exact dish. I had to wear gloves the whole time and hold my food down just to cook the godforsaken chowder!"I rolled my sleeves up and showed him my arms.
The Night Our Love Died Chapter 5 The Truth
Everything slowed down as something froze in the air. Christopher's hand was petrified, but he kept going on. "I beg your pardon?" His voice was raw and raspy.The warden quickly explained, "Do you remember the downpour a week ago? We called the firm, and Ms. Riviera was the one who picked up. She told us you were handling the celebration and didn't need to have your day ruined by Hector's death. 'Just tell his family to collect his remains,' she said. The body has since been claimed! Do you know nothing about that?"Christopher's phone slid out of his hand, the screen cracking when it smashed into the concrete ground. All color drained from his face as he trembled, but he quickly turned to look at Rachel.Rachel looked even paler than he did. Her eyes darted around in panic as she stepped back, guilt written all over her face."You were exhausted, Christopher. That old man was already dying. I thought you'd hate getting disturbed by news of someone's demise."Christopher's chest
The Night Our Love Died Chapter 4 New Job
My new job was cleaning up places where people had died alone, taken their own lives, or been left undiscovered for days until their bodies began to rot. The owner was blind in one eye. One look at my hands, and he knew they were built for writing. The household chores had roughened them up, but not rough enough to look like those who'd gone through manual labor."This job's filthy. It reeks, and you'll be dealing with the dead. Sure, you can do this, girl?"I said nothing. I put on my gloves, stepped into the room where a body had been lying, and without hesitation shoved a comforter crawling with maggots into a disposal bag. The owner hired me on the spot.It was a buried history, but I was the law school's most brilliant student five years ago. My mentor once told me, "You're born to uphold justice, Natalie. You'll be the best judge we've ever seen!"And now I was cleaning up the mess the dead had left behind. Still, the stench of rotting corpses felt more tangible than th
The Night Our Love Died Chapter 3 Natalie's Message
"Get the door, Natalie."Christopher was met with nothing but silence. That was a reminder that I'd never come home. Frustrated, he got out of bed to answer the door himself. It was a courier, and he handed Christopher a hefty package. "Wedding anniversary package from a Ms. Shayman."Christopher frowned upon hearing that. He hauled the package into the house and sliced the tapes open with a box cutter. He expected scarves or handmade figurines, but none came out. Only the scent of mildew hit him. The package housed piles of receipts, all neatly tied up.Christopher scooped up the uppermost receipt. It had details about my blood extraction and dated back five years ago, on the 12th of October. I had 400ccs taken and was paid 30 dollars.He froze for a moment, but he broke out of his reverie and went on reading. The receipts showed letters of consent that came from pharmaceutical companies regarding drug testing, underground blood selling, and more.There were hundreds of t
The Night Our Love Died Chapter 2 Christopher's Disdain
It was a photo. Christopher's hand was wrapped around Rachel's as they sliced the cake open. His tenderness was something I'd never seen in our marriage. Rachel's caption read, 'Justice runs late because it has a surprise for me: Christopher. I'm such a spoiled girl!'Christopher bought out the time slots for all the screens in the city just to celebrate Rachel's victory in a rights to reputation case, or so that was how they called it. All I did was mention Rachel being the financial director for the project that ended up framing my father.To defend her, Christopher mobilized his whole legal team and painted me as a deranged woman who loved to slander everyone around her.I tapped the like button under the photo. Moments later, my phone exploded with messages from Christopher."I know that's sarcasm, Natalie! Go change and get here right now! If you're even one second late, I'm never taking that case, you hear me?'Though separated by screens, I could imagine the disgust on
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