Semua Bab Let Me Go, Ex Husband!: Bab 141 - Bab 150

One Week Later.IrisI woke up like I always did, the soft sunlight streaming through the curtains, everything seemed normal, calm. I stretched, my muscles aching slightly as I tried to shake off the grogginess from the night. I had slept better than usual, which was a relief. I felt hopeful for the day ahead.But then, as I went about my morning routine, things took a sudden, unexpected turn.I walked to the bathroom, turning on the faucet and letting the cool water flow as I stepped into the shower. The steam from the hot water quickly filled the small space, and I closed my eyes, letting the warmth wash over me. For a moment, I felt peaceful, like the world was far away.But then, out of nowhere, I felt a rush of fear fill my chest. My breath became shallow, as if I couldn’t get enough air. The water, the steam, everything around me felt too much, too heavy. Panic gripped me like a vise. I stumbled, reaching for the shower wall, but my hands were shaking too badly. My vision blurre

IrisOnly flecks floated into my room, further aided by the peeking rose of sunlight from outside. Of that, I much preferred the slight darkness. Even with the extra darkness, I had pulled the covers over my head, blocking out even more of the light that would have come in. "Iris," I heard my husband's voice off in the distance. It felt as though I was buried underwater. I could see him, but he was just murky, clouded by the surface. But don't get me wrong, I wasn't drowning or anything. In fact, I could breathe just fine. In fact, I wanted to be left alone. I turned my head away from the window and shoved it deeper into my pillow. "Not today again," I heard him say. Soon, an image of my dead sister came to mind. The blood pooling underneath her body. Her cold, lifeless eyes staring at the ceiling with still surprise etched on her face. She hadn't seen it coming any more than I had. As I suppose it must have struck differently, thinking of the one who you're supposed to love t

Iris…The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, brightening the living room as I sipped my tea and leaned back against the couch. Life had been a whirlwind lately, but today felt calm, a rare and precious moment of peace. I was grateful for it, especially since I still felt like I was piecing myself back together after everything that had happened.Just as I set my cup down, the doorbell rang. I wasn’t expecting anyone, so my curiosity got the better of me as I walked to the door. When I opened it, I was greeted by a familiar face, Orchard’s mother.Her warm smile greeted me first, but there was a trace of worry in her eyes. “Iris, darling,” she said, stepping forward to hug me. “I hope it’s not too early for a visit.”I hugged her back tightly, her presence feeling like a comfort I didn’t know I needed. “Not at all, Halle. It’s so good to see you.”She pulled back and looked at me, her hands still resting on my shoulders. “I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner,” she said softly. “

Iris..It had been a few weeks since I returned to the office at TM Corp. My father had officially stepped down, leaving me fully in charge. I felt both proud and overwhelmed. TM Corp was a large company with many moving parts, and I knew there was a lot to fix. Still, I was determined to do my best.On my first day back, I spent hours reviewing the company’s financial records. I wanted to understand how everything was running. As I dug deeper, I noticed something troubling. A lot of money was being spent carelessly.There were expenses that didn’t make sense, lavish dinners, unnecessary travel, and payments to people who weren’t even employees. One name stood out: Karen.Karen was listed as a shareholder, but something didn’t sit right. When I asked for more information about her role, it became clear that she didn’t contribute anything to the company. She was receiving money for doing absolutely nothing.“This has to stop,” I muttered to myself.The next morning, I called a meeting

Iris…Later that night, I found myself in a bar. I sat at the counter, staring at the glass in front of me. The amber liquid reflected the lights, and for a moment, I just stared.I never thought I’d end up here, drowning my sorrows in a bar. I’d always been the kind of person who believed problems were meant to be solved, not drowned. But tonight, the pain was too much to bear.I picked up the glass and downed it in one gulp.The burn of the alcohol in my throat distracted me, but only for a moment. The memories came rushing back like a tidal wave.The party. Orchard. The woman in the guest room.“Another,” I said to the bartender, sliding my glass toward him.He gave me a hesitant look but poured the drink anyway.As I sipped, my thoughts drifted back to how it all began.I had met Orchard in a bar as well, after Dave cheated on me. We had the most unhinged conversation, and somehow I ended on his bed the next morning.I smiled at the memory. But soon, I blinked back to the present