บททั้งหมดของ CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Dominic’s presence lingered in the air long after he left like a storm cloud waiting to burst. I hadn't touched my drink, my fingers trembling against the cool glass. A heavy silence stretched between us, only broken by the occasional clink of a spoon from another table. Oliver shifted beside me, his jaw tight, and Ava sat with her arms wrapped around herself, her face pale. I could tell she was trying to keep it together—but the moment Dominic walked in, something shifted. I could feel it. A darkness was closing in, and I had no doubt it was personal.Then my phone buzzed. A message. The number was blocked. My stomach twisted as I tapped the screen. “Emily, your choices have led you to me. You know what I’m capable of. But this isn’t just business—it’s personal. You took something from me, and now it’s my turn. If you don’t walk away, someone close to you will pay the price.”A cold chill ran down my spine. The words were too calculated, too intimate. Whoever sent this knew me

The cabin was supposed to be a safe haven. The fire crackled gently in the hearth, and the scent of pinewood filled the air, but no amount of warmth could ease the tension in the room. I glanced at Mikey, sitting cross-legged on the rug with his toy truck, blissfully unaware of the danger lurking beyond these walls. Ava sat close to him, her eyes flickering with worry as she toyed with her late mother’s locket. Oliver stood by the window, scanning the tree line, his expression sharp and unreadable. The enemy had struck once before—and I knew they would try again. Just as I let out a breath, the silence shattered. My phone buzzed on the table, making us all jump. Oliver whipped his head toward me, his hand instinctively brushing the concealed weapon at his hip. I grabbed the phone. Another message.I opened it with trembling fingers, and my heart sank as the words came into focus: “Your time is running out, Emily. You thought you could keep them safe? Check the front door.”A c

The fire crackled softly, casting flickering shadows on the wooden walls of the cabin. My pulse raced as the gravity of Dominic’s message settled deep in my bones. He was coming, and it wasn’t just about me—it was about Mikey. The walls of safety I thought I’d built around us suddenly felt flimsy, like paper ready to ignite. I sat down hard on the worn leather armchair by the fire, trying to catch my breath. Dominic Vale. A man my mother had worked tirelessly to erase from her life—and now I had to uncover everything about him. Somewhere in those forgotten threads of the past lay the answer, but it felt like grasping at smoke. Ava hovered near Mikey, brushing the curls from his forehead. She shot me a glance, her expression unreadable, but I could see the flicker of fear in her eyes. “What does he want with us?” I closed my eyes, reaching back into the tangled mess of memories—moments with Natalie, the fragments of whispered conversations, and the constant undercurrent of secret

Dominic's words echoed in my mind, each syllable tightening a noose around my thoughts. Someone inside my circle had betrayed us—fed him everything he needed to tear our lives apart, thread by thread. My stomach twisted at the thought. Who could it be? Who had smiled in my face, shared my fears, only to deliver them straight to him?The photograph of Mikey burned in my hand, a stark reminder that every step we thought was safe was just another move in Dominic’s game. His smirk told me that he had planned every twist, and predicted every decision. “You look surprised, Emily,” Dominic said, leaning against the cabin’s wooden post with that same unsettling calm. “But isn’t it obvious by now? I’ve been pulling the strings all along. Every choice you made, every alliance you thought was yours—it was mine first.” Oliver tensed beside me, gripping the gun like it was the only thing anchoring him. Ava’s face was pale, her arm wrapped protectively around Mikey, who stared up at us with con

Time was running out. Each passing second brought Dominic Vale closer to executing his plan, and the weight of it threatened to crush me. But I wasn’t about to let that happen—not to me, not to Mikey, and definitely not to Emily Tech. My company was more than a business—it was my family’s legacy, and I would burn the world down before I let Dominic destroy it. Oliver paced in front of the cabin fireplace, his jaw clenched. Ava sat on the couch, holding Mikey close, her fingers combing through his hair as if the act alone could protect him. His small hands clutched her sweater, silent but aware. He knew too much for his age, and that knowledge shattered me. “We need help,” I said, breaking the silence as I stood. “I can’t fight Dominic alone. We need information—from anyone who knows how he operates, even if that means turning to old enemies.” Oliver stopped pacing, eyeing me warily. “Emily, are you sure about this? Some of those people would stab you in the back without a second t