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I didn't cry anymore; my eyes were completely dry, burned out from the tears. I just sat on the plastic chair by Sophie’s bedside, staring blankly at the white sheet covering my entire world. The divorce papers were already being prepared, a cold document for a cold reality.

The heavy oak door clicked open.

I didn't turn my head. The familiar, hurried footsteps belonged to Murphy. I heard his heavy sigh before he even spoke, the sound of a man who thought he was walking back into another tediou
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  • Too late ex Husband    The Transition

    The flight to Austin was quiet. Looking out the window at the endless blanket of white clouds, it felt like flying away from a past life. The city of Seattle, the massive brick mansion, and the agonizing memories of Sophie’s funeral were all shrinking into the distance.Beside me, Mason was working silently on his laptop, his fingers moving across the keyboard.When the wheels of the plane touched the tarmac in Texas, the dry, blistering heat hit my face the moment we stepped off the private jet. It was a complete contrast to the cold rain I had left behind."Welcome to your new beginning, Dr. Kennedy," Mason said softly, stepping up beside me as a private car pulled onto the tarmac to collect our bags.Hearing that title—Dr. Kennedy—sent a strange, electric shiver down my spine. It felt foreign, yet it belonged to me far more than the name *Mrs. Daniel* ever had.The transition wasn't easy. The first few months in Texas were a grueling test of endurance. Mason kept his word and place

  • Too late ex Husband    Leverage

    Mason walked back into the room, holding a glass of water. He noticed exactly where my gaze was locked. He stopped, his expression turning serious, but he didn’t try to hide the folder."You recognize the name," Mason said quietly. He set the glass down right next to the paperwork.I looked up at him, my voice barely a whisper. "Why do you have Murphy’s financial files, Mason? What is this?"Mason sat on the armchair across from me, leaning forward. "Because a man like Murphy doesn't deserve the empire he stole from you, Jane. I know about the missing shares he secretly moved years ago. I've been tracking his movements for a very long time. You built that company with him, and he used it to destroy your life."My heart gave a sudden thud. My mind flashed back to the day I found that hidden file on the living room floor, the day I realized Murphy had given away our hard-earned shares to his secretary. I had kept that file hidden under my clothes, a secret piece of evidence I never conf

  • Too late ex Husband    The Manila Folder

    The moment I walked out of the house, shutting the door behind me, the tears I had been holding back came flowing heavily. Within a single day, my entire life had completely shattered. The grief of losing a daughter and the pain of a broken marriage hung heavily in the air.I managed to carry my heavy legs and my bag to the parking lot; the cool air brushing my body. My hands shook, I gently clicked the door open burying myself into the seat.Where would I go from here? My thoughts kept drifting apart. An idea popped in.Find a plain, boring hotel where Murphy’s assistants wouldn't think to look, somewhere to sleep without being tracked. I turned the key, and the engine came to life. The clock on the dashboard glowed a harsh 11:42 PM. I gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles turned white. The tears on my cheek had already gone dry. I waited for a loud, painful sob to tear out of my throat. But nothing happened. All I felt was a vast, terrifying emptiness. As I passed through

  • Too late ex Husband    The point of no return

    Murphy stared at the papers as if they were a venomous snake coiled on the cushions. The grief that had softened his face moments ago instantly calcified into a look of pure disbelief."Divorce?" he whispered, the word tasting like poison on his tongue. He looked up at me, his bloodshot eyes narrowing as the shock began to warp into familiar, ugly contempt. "Our daughter was put into the ground three hours ago, Jane. And you were here? Plotting this? Calling lawyers?"I didn't flinch. I stood like a statue, the heavy mahogany desk pen resting between us like a loaded weapon. "Sign it, Murphy.""You are sick," he spat, taking a step back, a harsh, humorless laugh escaping his throat. The grieving father vanished, replaced entirely by the arrogant businessman who hated to lose. "You think you can just walk away? After everything I've given you? You didn't even have the decency to say goodbye to Sophie! You abandoned her at the hospital, and now you want a payday?"He stepped up to the t

  • Too late ex Husband    Sign the papers

    I gently slipped my phone under the bed and laid my head to ease the pounding. My mind went back to Sophie's lifeless body. Murphy should do whatever he wants with the body and I don't care if I'm being tagged a bad mom for walking away. They didn't know the living hell I had endured, and I had nothing left inside me to give.As the physical throb in my temples began to dull, a sudden, sharp memory cut through the haze.I stood up, the exhaustion completely draining from my body, replaced by a sudden rush of adrenaline. I needed the rest of it.I slipped out of the bedroom and glided down the hallway to Murphy’s private home office. The room smelled of his expensive cologne and expensive leather—a room I was usually forbidden from entering without permission. Tonight, the rules didn't exist.I went straight to his heavy mahogany desk. I began pulling open the drawers, flipping through file folders, tax documents, and bank statements. My heart hammered against my ribs, each second feel

  • Too late ex Husband    It's over

    I didn't cry anymore; my eyes were completely dry, burned out from the tears. I just sat on the plastic chair by Sophie’s bedside, staring blankly at the white sheet covering my entire world. The divorce papers were already being prepared, a cold document for a cold reality.The heavy oak door clicked open.I didn't turn my head. The familiar, hurried footsteps belonged to Murphy. I heard his heavy sigh before he even spoke, the sound of a man who thought he was walking back into another tedious argument."Jane," he began, his voice laced with irritation as he closed the door behind him. "I rushed right back after dropping Nessa off. Look, I’m sorry I slammed the door, but you really need to stop making these grand scenes in public. It’s exhausting."I remained perfectly still, my hands folded in my lap. I didn't look at him or say a word."Jane? Are you listening to me?" He walked further into the room, his brow furrowing when he noticed my complete lack of reaction. The arrogance in

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