All Chapters of My Ex-Fiancé Loses It After Judging My Soul: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

The deathly silence shattered into an even more turbulent uproar."How could a greedy woman like Lara Quinn possibly have a white soul?""The equipment must be malfunctioning! Check it again!"Voices of doubt erupted from the crowd like a tidal wave.Brody Pierce's body froze in place. He stared at that glaring expanse of white, his expression darkening."Brody, could there be some hidden reason behind what Lara did?" Ellie Pratt spoke up at just the right moment, her gentle voice carrying perfectly measured concern."Impossible!" Brody whipped around, his denial bursting out instinctively.He strode toward the control panel, his voice ice-cold. "Verify the equipment data immediately!"The technicians scrambled toward the instruments, frantically troubleshooting. Ellie gazed at my white particles and gently slipped her arm through Brody's, putting on a show of magnanimity."People can change. Perhaps at the very end, Lara's conscience finally awakened."She paused, then lower

Furious comments flooded the screen like a waterfall, each one calling for me to be torn apart piece by piece.In the courtroom, Brody's body trembled slightly. He clenched his fists so hard his knuckles went white.Ellie threw her arms around him at just the right moment, gently patting his back. "Brody, don't be upset."She let out a soft sigh, her voice carrying perfectly measured sympathy. "Lara only ever cared about money. She couldn't see what really mattered."Thank god you saw her true colors in time, or else…"Brody's breathing quickened. He pulled Ellie tighter against him. "Ellie, I'm so glad I have you."Lara didn't deserve my feelings. She didn't deserve my future."I watched them hold each other for a moment, then lowered my eyes. Apparently, souls could feel heartbreak too.The screen lit up again, showing a private room in an upscale club. Beneath the crystal chandelier, I wore a tight red dress and moved between a group of sleazy chemical plant executives.Gla

Brody felt his heart plummet at the words. However, the decrypted footage wouldn't stop for anyone.The screen lit up again. This time it wasn't a filthy basement, but a solemn, dignified office. A white-haired man with sharp eyes sat behind the desk. It was the old department chief who'd personally recruited Brody into the Department of Occupational Safety years ago, now long retired.In the footage, I stood at attention, my gaze steady, filled with the kind of resolve that came from knowing there was no turning back."Sir, I'll complete the mission. You have my word."It turned out the scandal that had rocked the entire city, my public dismissal, had all been an elaborate ruse. I'd asked the old chief, Elliot Warner, myself to push me into the abyss so I could infiltrate the enemy from within.I never imagined these most degrading memories would be exposed like this in front of everyone. Panic flooded through me. I threw myself uselessly in front of Brody."Brody, don't wat

In that instant, I understood. I'd been betrayed.I hung up fast and was about to call the police myself when I caught sight of the countdown timer. There were only ten minutes left.The chemical plant was in a remote area. Ten minutes wasn't nearly enough time for the police to get here. That meant I only had one option left.As I watched the countdown race backward, I hesitated for just a heartbeat before charging toward the factory's central control room.Before those bastards could detonate the plant remotely, I still had a chance to manually shut down the reactor's main valve and minimize the damage from this biochemical disaster that could wipe out half the city.Wind roared past me as I ran toward the factory's core, heedless of everything else. The wounds on my body that had never healed tore open again from the violent movement, and blood streamed down.Inside the control room, alarms shrieked. I threw every ounce of strength I had into turning the massive valve on the b

Brody's hands trembled as he opened the metal box. Inside lay the ring he'd made for me all those years ago, the same one I'd stepped on and said made my hand feel dirty just by wearing it.But now, on the inside of the band, there was a line of text so tiny it was almost invisible, carved with a needle point. Brody's hands shook so badly that it took him a long time to finally make out the words."I love Brody Pierce. Always have. Always will."I'd carved it myself during those countless days and nights undercover, one painstaking stroke at a time, carrying the weight of my deepest longing."She never hated the ring. She hated herself," Mr. Warner said with a sigh."She was afraid of tainting your dreams and your love. She pushed you away in the most extreme way possible because she wanted you to remember the worst of her and forget the best. That way, after she died, you wouldn't suffer as much."Brody couldn't hold on anymore. He clutched the cold ring tightly in his palm, pre