All Chapters of Drowning My Ex-Champion: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The moment I pushed open the apartment door, I took off that custom wedding dress, grabbed a pair of scissors, cut it to pieces, and stuffed it straight into the trash.The white satin ripped under the blades, much like our past ten years. It was already full of holes, but I just couldn't bear to face the truth.I immediately called my family's private lawyer and told him to list and sell the premium aquatic center downtown right away.That was the secret training facility I had custom-built for Nate years ago using my own trust fund.The lanes and water temperature matched Olympic standards perfectly. I even paid top dollar to hire a coaching staff that had trained gold medalists just to create a custom plan for him.From the very beginning, I paved the way for this unknown athlete.However, Nate was just entering the pro circuit at the time and had a massive ego. He refused to mention my existence to the public. To avoid suspicion, he also rarely showed up at the training center.He

Lexi's friend got the hint and immediately held up her phone, going live on social media and shoving the camera right in my face.Riding on the massive popularity of last night's party, the live feed was instantly flooded with fans obsessed with them as a couple.Lexi, who was arrogant just a second ago, instantly teared up the moment she faced the camera. She looked so delicate, as if a gust of wind could blow her over."Haley, I know Nate just fired you and you're feeling bitter. If anyone here can help you, we definitely will.""But bringing a fake deed covered in alcohol to steal my venue is just too much. Who in our circle doesn't know Nate bought this place for me?"Her eyelashes fluttered, and she squeezed out two fake tears, acting like she was the victim.I reached out to grab the phone, but just as my fingers touched the edge, someone shoved my shoulder hard from behind.My back crashed into the armrest of a lounge chair, and a sharp pain shot up my spine.The comments on the

As soon as the words left his mouth, the entire room fell dead silent."Ha," Lexi snorted, pointing a finger right at Julian."Haley, you really have lost it! Did you hire a paid actor just to save face?""Haley Astor? Her? An heiress? You've got to be kidding me!"The people around her who were just kissing up also burst into laughter."Yeah, if you're going to act, at least make it believable!""Do you really think you're some long-lost heiress from a movie?"Julian didn't even give these clowns a second glance. He didn't bother wasting his breath. He simply pulled a document from his inside pocket and smacked it hard against Nate's chest.The document fell open. Black ink on white paper, plain and clear."Look closely." Julian's voice was like ice.Nate frowned and instinctively looked down.With just one glance, he froze completely in place, as if struck by lightning.It was a property transfer deed bearing the official seal of a major notary firm.On the signature line for the sol

I honestly didn't expect Nate to fall this fast.That evening, I was sitting in my corner office on the top floor of the Astor building while my assistant briefed me on the day's sports news.Between losing the millions I poured into his career and facing massive breach-of-contract lawsuits from major sponsors over his scandals, he was ruined.All his bank accounts and assets were frozen. Unable to pay their massive weekly salaries, his elite coaching staff had terminated their contracts and walked out.In the regional qualifiers this afternoon, he tanked terribly. He lost his rhythm in the first half and completely gassed out in the second.In the end, he didn't even make the podium, finishing in a humiliating fifth place.In the video clip, the head coach was furious. Right in front of the media and the crowd, he pointed a finger in Nate's face and tore him a new one, calling him an absolute failure.Looking at Nate's miserable face on the screen, bowing his head to take the screamin

The highly anticipated final qualifiers for the World Tour officially began.The stands were packed and buzzing with energy. Media cameras were zoomed in on the starting blocks.The moment the buzzer sounded, Nate felt like his limbs were filled with lead.Three months of brutal insomnia, drowning in lawsuit debts, and barely able to afford decent meals had broken him. Before he even dove in, his knees had been shaking.For the first hundred meters, pure muscle memory kept him barely hanging on to the lead pack. But his strokes were stiff, entirely losing their old, fluid grace."Nate is falling behind!" the commentator's voice echoed through the stadium speakers. "What is going on with him today? His stroke rate is completely off!"Barely halfway through the final stretch, Nate's stamina completely bottomed out.His form completely fell apart, his breathing entirely out of sync. He flailed in the water like a sinking stone. The younger swimmers he used to effortlessly leave in his wak