Semua Bab Turn Around and Start Anew: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Linda lunged at me, ready to hit.Just then, Jake walked in.Linda wailed, "Thank God you're back. Johanna won't admit what she did and claims you're framing her."Jake glanced at me, annoyed. "Enough drama!"I rushed up to him. "I signed the divorce papers. Why are you doing this to me?"He snorted, "Compared to what Sarah's been through, you're lucky. Stop acting entitled."My heart sank. I always knew that he only cared about Sarah and that my pain meant nothing to him. Still, my chest ached like it was stabbed.Done with this mess, I grabbed my stuff and went to the study for my heirloom.It was a bracelet, passed from my grandma to my mom, then to me. It was my most precious possession.As I picked up the box to leave, Jake grabbed my arm."You don't get to take anything from this house," he scowled....He thought for a moment and added, "Unless you help Sarah. She can't move easily."I was stunned, but he kept going. "You love kids, right? You're all torn up about l

Before I could react, they barged in.Sarah came out with a smirk and faked panic. "What are you doing? Why did you bring these lowlifes here?"Before I could argue, Jake burst in and shoved me down. He growled, "I stepped out for a bit, and you're causing trouble again.""I don't even know them," I argued, struggling to stand. "You're so quick to believe her story."He paused at my words, but a guy with dyed hair sneered, "Johanna, how could you ghost us after hooking up?"Jake's face twisted. He grabbed my throat. "You're disgusting! Fresh out of surgery and fooling around? That desperate?"I shook my head, crying, "I'm not."He wouldn't listen, just dragged me to the storage room and locked me in."You stay here and reflect on your mistakes. No more hurting people," he said.The room was filthy. Mosquitoes bit me, and my belly throbbed worse.Hours later, the door opened.Sarah approached me, grinning. "My wedding with Jake is in a few days. Stay out of sight. He says you

Sarah's eyes flickered with panic, but she quickly put on a pitiful show."What could I have done?" she said. "How can you humiliate me like this? My injuries were from my ex's abuse. I'm a wreck because of him, and you still don't trust me?"Linda finally recovered from the shock. She asked, "What's going on? How could Sarah have that disease? It's a death sentence."Then hopefully, she added, "This is easy to figure out. Get Johanna over and confront her."Jake ordered his team to find me, but they soon returned, defeated.They recited what my mother had told them, "Johanna is done with Jake Carter. He's got no right to bother her. If he sends anyone again, he'll regret it."Jake was furious. Ignoring the guests, he stormed out and drove to my parents' house.He pounded hard on the door. The butler stopped him. "Mr. Carter, you're not welcome here."Jake tried to push through. My mother stormed out, snapping, "You've got some nerve. Johanna's gone. What do you want now? You f

In the studio, I cut fabric, tweaked patterns, and poured my passion into every stitch. I often stayed up late perfecting my work.My life there was full and joyful. I had left the past behind.But Jake found me fast.One day, I finished my class and headed home. At the school gate, a familiar figure came into view.Jake looked rough. He was much thinner and unshaven. His usual confidence was replaced by exhaustion.I frowned, trying to dodge him. He rushed up and blocked my path.With a hoarse voice, he pleaded, "I messed up. Please, I can explain."I stayed stone-faced and silent, trying to slip past. He dropped to his knees, which drew the attention of my classmates. They watched curiously and whispered among themselves.My friend, Garth Smith, stepped up. "Need help?"I nodded, glaring at Jake. "I don't know him."Then I started to leave with Garth. Jake panicked, pulling a knife and pressing it to his wrist."If you don't forgive me, I'll cut myself right here and die i

In fact, I was a rising star in design five years ago.But Jake hated me focusing on work, so I gave up my dreams for him. After the divorce, I reclaimed my passion.In Avernia, chasing my goals night after night, I felt alive again.After graduating, I used my connections and reputation to launch my own fashion brand.I designed, chose fabrics, and sewed every piece myself, aiming for perfection. To spread the word, I took my work to fashion weeks and expos.At one international fashion week, my designs that blended elegance with bold innovation stood out.Orders poured in, and my brand went global.One day, my parents visited me in Avernia.Over a cozy family dinner, my mother shared shocking news. "Sarah got hit with multiple charges. She is locked up for 20 years. Her crimes pissed everyone off. In prison, other inmates beat her daily. And Jake paid people to torture her, even strangling her kids and having their bodies dumped in front of her. She died of fright."I was st