CHAPTER 62

IT IS TOO LATE Anne's POV My footsteps echoed sharply across the polished floor as I headed for the exit, but Michael’s shadow clung to me like a stain that refused to wash away. Every step he took behind me reopened wounds I had spent years stitching shut with discipline, resolve, and silence.“Anne—please,” he called again, louder now, desperation stripping him of dignity.I spun around so fast my hair whipped across my face. The fury inside me erupted without restraint.“Do you ever stop?” I shouted. “Do you ever stop chasing what you threw away?”Heads turned. Conversations died mid-sentence. I didn’t care. Let them see. Let the world witness the man who once reduced me to nothing.“You maltreated me,” I went on, my voice trembling not with weakness but with suppressed rage. “You dismissed my voice, my pain, my worth. You treated me like an inconvenience—like a woman who should be grateful just to exist in your shadow.”Michael’s lips parted, but no sound came out.“You betrayed

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CHAPTER 63

SHE NEEDS ME NOWAnne's POV I reached home early because of the over-speeding I was driving the car. My thoughts are diverse, ranging from the pain, the various betrayal I had suffered. My hand gripped the steering wheel firmly as if my life depended on it. I had resolved in my heart never to give in to Micheal. Never! It is even late. I was married to Maxwell. He had been unfortunate, from the way I am looking at him, from the way he was apologizing, something bad might have happened to him, from the hand of that evil woman he asked Evie.I stopped the car in the garage and stepped out. I strode inside, with my bad mood. My mood had been disturbed but I tried very hard to adjust. I stepped inside the living room and slammed the door shut.“Honey!” I called Maxwell, my voice tender. “I'm back!” My heels clicked against the polished floor. As soon as I was about to reach the kitchen, to drop the few things I bought from the market before I went to the restaurant, Maxwell suddenly em

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CHAPTER 64

REGRET Anne's POV “The will is gone,” he admitted. “The transfer documents too. She took them. Half of everything I built… legally hers now.”My heart skipped. “Michael, that’s—”“Unbelievable?” he finished bitterly. “I know.”For a moment, neither of us spoke. My anger, once blazing, had dulled into something heavier—something complicated.“You understand now why I’m calling,” he said softly. “If Greg completes the acquisition, I lose everything. My life’s work. My name.”“And you want me to save you,” I said.“Yes,” he whispered. “Not because I deserve it—but because you’re the only one who can.”I leaned my head back against the wall, staring at the ceiling. Images of the past flashed before me—pain, abandonment, tears I cried alone.“You hurt me deeply, Michael,” I said at last. “I don’t know if you truly understand that.”“I do now,” he replied. “Losing you was the beginning of my downfall. Losing everything else was the punishment.”His voice broke completely. “I’m not asking

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