All Chapters of Ex-Wife's Revenge: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Shirley's POVI never imagined the truth about this marriage would come to light in such a way. Seeing Steven's true colors, hearing the words he threw at me with so much anger and disdain—it felt like a punch to my gut. This man, the one I had once trusted with everything, had turned into a stranger before my eyes. His arrogance, his cruelty... I couldn't reconcile it with the man I had fallen in love with.Had I never really seen him for who he was, or had he changed so much in such a short amount of time? I couldn't decide.All I knew was that everything I thought I understood about our life together had been a lie. And I had spent years believing it—believing in him, in our family. It made the betrayal all the more painful.But amid all the anger and confusion, one thing had become crystal clear to me: I couldn't keep living this way. I wasn't going to let him keep controlling me, manipulating me, and making me feel powerless. This time, I wasn't going to back down. I was done bei

Shirley's POV The days felt like they were dragging on, heavy with the tension Steven had left in his wake. He hadn't responded to the lawyer's letter, and I hadn't heard a word from him. But I couldn't sit around and wait anymore. I had to take charge of my life, even if it meant pushing through everything on my own.With the help of William's legal team, I had sorted out the mess with the stolen customer money. It felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. And though the process of getting my car back had been long and stressful, I was finally back to driving for Uber again, regaining some semblance of normalcy.Abby had been a light in all of this. Every time I saw her smile, I felt a little more hopeful, as though I could weather this storm as long as I had her by my side.That afternoon, I was driving to pick her up from school. The weather was pleasant, and the streets were busy with the usual hustle of people coming and going. Abby had been so happy that morning, br

William's POV The past few days had been a blur. The moment I stepped off the plane from that grueling business trip, my mind was still consumed by the numbers, projections, and plans for my company. The tech industry never slowed down, and as the CEO of my own startup, I had no luxury of breaks. Even as I checked my messages in the back of the car, I was already mentally running through my next set of meetings. The workload felt endless, and my thoughts were scattered, bouncing between clients, investors, and those damn stock prices."Mr. Knight, the team in Berlin needs your approval on the new algorithm. Should I schedule a meeting with them for tomorrow morning?" my assistant's voice crackled through the phone. I ran a hand through my hair, tired but not willing to stop."Send them the draft and let them know I'll review it tonight. I can't make any commitments until after my dinner with the investors," I replied.I hadn't even noticed how fast I was moving through traffic. New Y

Shirley's POV The quiet of the night wrapped itself around me like a heavy blanket. Abby's small body was curled up beside me, her little hand still clutching mine tightly, even in her sleep. Despite the exhaustion that had clearly taken over her, she refused to let go of me, as if somehow, by holding onto me, she could keep the world at bay. The night had felt like an eternity, but somehow, it was also strangely comforting to know that she was safe. For now, we were safe.I lay there, staring at the ceiling, my mind still racing with everything that had happened earlier in the day. The images of the accident kept flashing in my head—Abby and I in the crosswalk, the screeching of tires, the impact... and then, William. William, who had thrown himself in front of that car without a second thought. He had risked his life for us. I had seen it in his eyes, even in that split second before everything had gone silent.But the more I thought about it, the more something didn't sit right wi

Shirley's POV The sterile smell of the hospital room lingered in the air as I stood beside William's bed, the tension between us thick enough to cut with a knife. William's former girlfriend, Lucy, had just left the room, and the moment she did, the silence became deafening. Her presence had been a reminder of everything that was unresolved, but I didn't want to think about that now. Not when William was still recovering, not when we had so much to process.I had asked about William's condition, but aside from that, I hadn't spoken much. I had no energy for conversation, no words left in me to say. The events from the day before felt like they were still playing out in my head in fragmented pieces, and I could hardly make sense of them. I focused on William's breathing, on his steady pulse, just to keep myself from sinking into the chaos of my thoughts.A few minutes passed in silence before the door opened again, this time to reveal two officers, both in uniform. They looked around