《THE DIVORCE AND HIS BETRAYAL, MY REVENGE》全部章節：第 1 章 - 第 5 章

Washington's hot weather in August was a killer. I didn’t realize that life could fall apart without a sound. There was no shouting, warning or any dramatic moments where everything came crashing down.Just… an envelope.It sat in the center of the glass table, it had been placed there deliberately,waiting for me. I almost walked past it.“Hello?” I called, slipping off my heels by the door. “Are you home?”There was no answer but that wasn’t unusual because Merald Edison worked late a lot but something about the silence felt different. It felt as if the house was holding its breath. My eyes drifted back to the envelope. My name was written on it.Debbie Edison, not babe or love. Just Debbie. A small, uneasy feeling curled in my chest.“You’re overthinking,” I murmured under my breath, even though my fingers were already reaching for it. It’s probably nothing but the moment I picked it up, I knew it wasn’t.The paper felt too stiff in my hands, it looked official. My stomach tightene

I didn’t sleep, not even a little. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard that voice again.“Did he also tell you how your brother really died?”It played over and over, like my mind refused to let it go.By morning, I felt wrecked. My head throbbed, my eyes burned and my body felt heavy, like I hadn’t rested in days.I sat on the edge of the bed, my phone in my hand, staring at the screen like it might light up again. It didn’t. The silence was worse because now, I was waiting for it.I dragged a hand down my face and let out a slow breath.“This is ridiculous,” I muttered to myself. “It was probably just someone messing with you.” But even as I said it, something didn't feel right about it because it didn’t feel like a prank. Rather, it felt deliberate, too precise and personal. No one just randomly brings up your dead brother.Not like that, not with that kind of certainty.I stood up abruptly, unable to sit still anymore. My thoughts were starting to feel too loud and heavy. The hou

The silence after the call didn’t feel like silence. It felt like something waiting.I was still standing in the middle of the room, my phone in my hand, when it finally hit me. He was coming, of course he had to.Merald Edison never ignored power and now, somehow, I had it.A sharp knock cut through the quiet.Once, twice then the door opened before I could even move. He didn’t change, that was the first thing I noticed. Same calm expression, same controlled posture. The same man who had walked out of my life like it meant nothing but something inside me had changed completely.“You heard fast,” I said before he could speak. His gaze moved over me, slow and assessing. He was trying to figure out what version of me he was dealing with.“I always do,” he replied and that almost made me smile.He stepped inside like this was still his home. He did as if he hadn’t left me standing alone, begging him not to go.“You look different,” he added.“I am.”The answer came out simple, honest a