All Chapters of I Left with Nothing but Myself: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

On the night of our ninth wedding anniversary, my husband—Damian Grant, the man who ruled the mafia by day and once ruled my heart by night—did not bring me roses.He gave the bouquet that should have been mine to Serena Lane, his personal assistant.Beneath the chandelier where we once danced on our wedding night, he turned to me with that same cold charm he once used to whisper sweet nothings in my ear.“She's pregnant.” Finally, everything fell into place. “She's a picky eater. From today onward, you’ll cook three meals a day for her. And no repeats.“She’s sensitive and hates sleeping alone, so you’ll need to move your things into the guest room.”The room fell silent.I did not raise my voice, nor did I shed a single tear. I simply picked up my packed suitcase and walked to the door.The butler tried to stop me, but Damian did not even blink.“She’ll come back.” He lazily swirled the wine in his glass. “She’ll come back crying and begging within three days.”Our guests burst out l

When Damian returned to the hospital room, I had just ended the call.He seemed to be stunned for a few seconds when he saw the smile still lingering on my lips.How long had it been since I last smiled like that in front of him?He stared at me with a kind of quiet greed. I knew he wanted to ask who I had been speaking to.However, he could not. He knew he should not come any closer.He should be singing lullabies to Serena’s unborn child instead.Damian assumed the call was probably from some relative.He picked up the files he needed and turned to leave, not even glancing back.“There’s some family business I need to deal with. I’ll come see you tomorrow.”However, Damian never showed up the next day, the day after, or the day after that.Instead, I kept receiving video after video from the family members who thrived on gossip, each one showing Damian and Serena together.It was as though he was trying to provoke me. He was taking her to every elite social event he could.

The next day, at the hospital.“Damian, is our baby okay?” Serena’s delicate, sorrowful eyes clung to the man standing before her, silently begging for comfort.Damian immediately pulled her into his arms and comforted her in a soft voice, “The doctor said the baby’s perfectly healthy. Yesterday’s accident didn’t affect anything.”Serena froze for a moment, then clung to his arm affectionately. Her voice was sweet with relief.“That’s such a relief! You were so serious and didn’t say a word… I thought something might’ve happened to our baby.”As she spoke, her voice caught in her throat.Damian gently patted her back, though his mind was elsewhere.Unbidden, an image forced its way into his thoughts. Amidst the thick smoke and crumbling ruins, Claire’s cold, indifferent gaze locked on him.She had never looked at him like that before. His brow furrowed as he pulled out his phone to check his messages. There was still no reply.It had been more than a dozen hours since he tex

“Honey, please, listen to me,” Serena begged in a panic. “The baby and I can’t live without you. Even if you hate me, you shouldn’t hate our child!“If that woman—if Claire really loved you, she would accept our baby as her own. Don’t forget that she can’t even have children herself! And on top of that, she ruined Victor’s birthday banquet, embarrassing you and your father in front of everyone! She’s that kind of person, she…”When Serena saw the icy expression on Damian’s face, her voice grew quieter and quieter until it trailed off entirely.“I think you’ve forgotten your place.” Damian calmly adjusted his cufflinks. He was deliberately wearing the pair Claire had given him instead of the ones Serena bought. It was like he was trying to send her a silent message. “Serena, I used to think you were just a little temperamental. That’s why I turned a blind eye to so many of the things you’ve done.“You’re right about one thing—Claire can’t have children. That’s why I found you. The c

When Damian woke, the clock on the wall had just struck midnight.On the nightstand sat a glass of warm water. He picked it up and drained it in one gulp. Despite the lingering weakness in his body, there was a flicker of relief in his eyes as he stepped out of the room. All he wanted was to find his wife and finally have a real conversation.However, as he climbed the spiral staircase to the rooftop, cold sweat dampened his forehead.The sight that met his eyes froze him in place. There she was, his wife, locked in a kiss with that man, Justin.A sharp pain shot through his chest like a knife.Damian’s pale lips pressed into a thin line. He stormed forward, grabbed Justin by the collar, and snarled, “You bastard! What the hell are you doing to Claire?!”At this point, he could no longer lie to himself and believe Claire had been manipulated by Justin.“Who gave you the right to touch her?!”Justin smirked.“Tell me something. Did you ever actually treat Claire like your wife?