All Chapters of Apocalypse Rebirth: Ex Husband Regrets : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 21: The Loan Sharks Knock The heavy glass door to Ethan’s private corner office swung open without a single knock. Ethan snapped his head up from his desk, his hand jerking so hard he nearly knocked over his cold cup of black coffee. He had spent the last three hours frantically staring at his laptop screen, watching his corporate bank accounts sit at absolute zero. His eyes were red, swollen, and stinging from lack of sleep. Only four hours ago, he had been standing in a cold, fluorescent-lit police interrogation room, desperately signing bail release papers. His mother’s tear-streaked face had turned a pale, sickly yellow as their private defense lawyer managed to pull them out of the precinct on a temporary half-million-dollar emergency bail bond—a bond secured by placing a secondary, high-interest lien on Ethan’s corporate shares. The court had let them out until the formal forgery trial next month, but the freedom felt like a tightening noose. They were broke, disgra

Chapter 23: The Tearful ApologyThe heavy wooden front door of the estate creaked open, the quiet click of the lock sounding like a dropped stone in the silent hallway.I stood near the tall bay window in the living room, a steaming cup of tea held gently between my hands. Outside, the evening rain tapped softly against the glass, casting long, dark shadows across the hardwood floor.Ethan stumbled into the foyer, his suit jacket torn at the shoulder and his hair sticking to his forehead in messy, wet strands. He looked like a man who had been dragged through gravel. His tie hung loosely around his collar, and small, dried red cuts lined his right cheekbone where the shattered glass from his office desk had bitten into his skin.He didn't take off his wet shoes. He didn't even drop his leather briefcase. The moment his bloodshot eyes caught sight of me standing by the window, his knees buckled.He hit the floor with a heavy, painful thud, sliding two feet across the polished floor on

Chapter 25: The Pharmaceutical Heist The cold night air off the harbor smelled heavily of salt, diesel exhaust, and wet metal. Rain fell in a steady, thin drizzle, making the asphalt of Dock 14 slick and causing the yellow streetlights above to spread out across the puddles on the ground. I stood inside the small glass office on the upper level of the shipping terminal, holding a warm paper cup of black coffee. Outside, three huge container ships sat docked in the dark water. Their heavy cranes swung giant metal crates through the air, making loud, clanking sounds. A bright blue screen popped up right in front of my eyes: [Urgent Mission Triggered: Critical Medical Reserves] [Objective: Secure Grade-A Broad-Spectrum Antibiotics & Emergency Trauma Surgical Kits] [Target Valuation: $50,000,000 USD] [Time Limit: 24 Hours] [Failure Penalty: System Storage Expansion Lock & Medical Supply Line Disruption] I closed the floating blue screen with a quick wave of my hand and to

Chapter 27 Sterling’s face went from angry red to a pale, sickly gray. His hands shook so hard that his black umbrella wobbled in his grip, letting cold rain drop onto his neck. He stared at the twelve red laser dots dancing across his guards' vests, then looked up into Alexander's cold eyes. "Commander... Commander Alexander..." Sterling stuttered, his confident voice turning into a high, weak squeak. "This... this is just a business disagreement! You can't... you can't bring a private armed team here!" "This isn't a business disagreement anymore, Sterling," Alexander whispered, leaning down until his face was just inches from Sterling's trembling eyes. "This is Alex Tactical space. You have thirty seconds to take your lawyers, get off this pier, and walk out of this harbor on foot." Sterling swallowed hard, his throat making a loud sound. He glanced back at his terrified lawyers, who were already backing away into the dark, leaving their leather bags sitting right on the wet

Chapter 29"You can't do that!" Ethan gasped out, throwing his hands up in utter terror. "He's my son, Anna! He's the only real heir I have! Everything I did—the risk with the bank, the offshore transfers, borrowing from Victor—I did it all to build an empire for Leo!""An empire?" Anna sneered, looking down her nose at his messy, unwashed suit. "Look at yourself, Ethan. You look like a beggar. An empire built on promises doesn't pay for a roof over my son's head. You have two choices. Sign the paper and pay the down payment, or watch us pack our bags."Ethan slumped back against the marble table, his body trembling violently as tears of sheer panic filled his eyes.He couldn't lose Leo. Leo was his pride, his hidden triumph over Aria, the secret legacy he had built behind his wife's back for five years. If Anna took the boy away, Ethan would have nothing left to show for all his scheming.With shaking fingers, Ethan reached into his inner jacket pocket. He pulled out a black, gold-em