All Chapters of Alpha CEO Desired Me After Divorce: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Evangeline POV I have two pieces of news for myself today, one good, one devastating. The good news: I’ve been promoted to the position of Managing Director after three grueling years of breaking my back for a company that barely knew my name when I started. The bad news: according to my doctor, my life force is draining faster than it should. The cancer, primary cardiac angiosarcoma, they call it—has burrowed so deep into my heart that they are giving me only about a year to live, if I’m lucky. I stared at my phone screen as if by glaring hard enough, I could somehow will the email to disappear or change into something else. My fingers trembled slightly around the device, the hospital's sterile scent filling my nostrils. The cheerful chime that had accompanied the promotion email a few minutes ago still rang in my ears, cruelly mocking me. "Mrs. Hart?" I blinked and turned my head slowly toward the door, where Dr. Lawson, my cardiologist, stood, holding a clipboard agains

Evangeline POV I didn’t know how I made it up the stairs. I barely felt my feet moving. Everything around me was just a blur of walls and furniture, my vision tunneled by the furious pounding of my heart. I shoved open our bedroom door and lunged for the closet. My hands were trembling so hard I could barely pull down the suitcase from the top shelf. It crashed onto the floor with a loud thud. I didn’t care. I dropped to my knees and yanked open drawers, grabbing whatever clothes I could, stuffing them into the suitcase without folding, without thinking. My fingers burned, my throat was raw from holding back the scream clawing its way up. How could he? How could he do this to me? The bedroom door slammed open behind me. "Evangeline!" Nathan's voice roared through the room. I didn’t turn. I didn’t stop packing. I heard him cross the room in two angry strides. I barely had time to react before he grabbed my wrist and yanked me back hard. "Where the hell do yo

Evangeline POV My hands trembled as I stood before him, the weight of his words pressing down on me. The boardroom's silence was deafening, each pair of eyes avoiding mine, their pity palpable. I clenched my fists, trying to steady myself, but the humiliation was overwhelming. He looked at me, his gaze cold and unyielding. "Lateness is not tolerated," he said. "It's an act that hinders the growth of this company. What made you late?" He asked, his voice devoid of inflection, devoid of humanity "Personal matters," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. He stared at me. Silent. Like he was waiting for me to realize how irrelevant that excuse was. I felt microscopic under that gaze and then he nodded once slow, detached.The room seemed to shrink, the walls closing in as I felt the weight of everyone's eyes. I had faced so much, my husband's betrayal, the pain of separation from my son, but this moment, this public shaming, cut deeper than I could have imagined.The new CEO. T