All Chapters of THE DIVORCE AND HIS BETRAYAL, MY REVENGE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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THE DAY EVERYTHING BROKE

CHOOSE

For a second, I honestly thought I heard him wrong. Did my brain refuse to accept what just came out of his mouth, so it tried to twist it into something less cruel? Something that wouldn’t cut so deep?But the way he looked at me calmly, distant, completely unaffected told me I hadn’t misheard anything.“Then get rid of it.”The words settled in the room like something toxic. It was real, heavy and impossible to ignore. My fingers slowly slipped away from my stomach.“What… did you just say?” My voice sounded unfamiliar, thin and unsteady. He didn’t even blink. “You heard me.”No regret whatsoever, just certainty. My breath choked and I exhaled “You’re telling me to get rid of our child?”His jaw shifted slightly at the word our, like it didn’t belong there.“It’s better this way,” he said.Better.I let out a quiet, broken laugh, shaking my head. “Better for who?”“For everyone.”“Everyone except me,” I whispered.He didn’t respond.My eyes burned, but I forced myself to keep look

THE FIRST CRACK

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

REBORN IN RUIN

I didn’t remember picking the file back up.I didn’t remember how I got back inside. Everything after that moment, after I saw him in that photo felt like a blur I couldn’t piece together.All I know is I couldn’t unsee it.Him standing there.At the scene of my brother’s accident. Not shocked, not panicked. Just there as if it meant nothing.My fingers trembled as I dropped the file onto the table again, stepping back like it might burn me.“No…” I whispered, shaking my head. “No, this doesn’t make sense…” But it did and that was the problem. It made too much sense. I pressed my hands against my temples, trying to slow my thoughts down, but they wouldn’t listen. Everything kept crashing into each other, my husband, my brother, that night, the lies… It was too much.I stumbled back until I hit the couch and dropped into it, my chest rising too fast.“This is crazy…” I muttered but deep down, something had already shifted.Something quiet and dangerous.I closed my eyes and suddenly,

A LOVE HE LOST TOO LATE

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

A Throne Built on Secrets

The boardroom had twelve faces and not one of them looked happy to see me.I sat at the head of the table, my hands flat on the wood so no one would see them shaking, and I let the silence stretch until it became uncomfortable. Mr. Lawson stood by the door like a sentinel, his expression unreadable, and the silver-haired man at the opposite end finally cleared his throat and forced a smile that didn't reach his eyes."Mrs. Debbie, I'm Richard West, acting chairman since your grandfather's passing."Acting chairman. He said it like he wanted me to know he'd been sitting in this chair before I ever walked through these doors, like I was an intruder in my own birthright."Thank you for keeping the seat warm," I said.His smile flickered but didn't fall. "We're so glad you could finally join us. Your grandfather was a great man, and this company was his life's work. We simply want to ensure his legacy continues in capable hands."Capable hands. That was his way of saying not yours, and ev

Enemies in Silk Suits

The coffee shop felt smaller after his words landed, like the walls had closed in and the air had gotten thinner, and I sat there staring at the man across from me while my brain tried to catch up with what he'd just said."Someone on my board killed my grandfather," I repeated, not because I hadn't heard him but because saying it out loud made it real in a way I wasn't ready for.He nodded, sliding a folded piece of paper across the table toward me. "His name is Richard West, he's been siphoning money from Cole Group for years, and when your grandfather found out, he threatened to expose everything. Three weeks later, your grandfather was dead, and the death certificate said natural causes."I looked at the paper but didn't pick it up, my hands were still shaking from the boardroom and I didn't want him to see how badly this was affecting me. "How do I know you're telling the truth?""You don't." He leaned back in his chair, his coffee untouched in front of him. "But you can find out

The Woman Who Replaced Her

I didn't sleep after that call, I just sat in my car with the engine off and my phone clutched in my hand, waiting for the sun to rise. The voice's words echoed in my head, "close enough to know you're pregnant, close enough to know where you sleep," and I felt like every shadow was hiding someone watching me.By morning I had made a decision, I couldn't hide anymore, I couldn't wait for answers to come to me, I had to go out there and find them myself.Mr. Lawson picked me up at eight, his face neutral as always, and he handed me an envelope as soon as I climbed into the back seat."What's this?" I asked."An invitation to the Chamber of Commerce gala tonight, it's the biggest business event of the year, and every major player in the city will be there including Richard West, including your husband, and including his fiancée."I opened the envelope and pulled out the card, gold lettering on thick paper, and I felt my stomach turn. "You want me to go to a party with the people who are

Blood Isn't Always Family

I couldn't go home after that call, couldn't sit in that empty house with its empty rooms and all its ghosts, so I told Anabel to take me to my grandfather's estate instead. She tried to argue, tried to tell me it was late and I was tired and I needed rest, but I wasn't listening, I couldn't listen, not when the truth was so close I could almost taste it.The estate was on the outskirts of the city, a massive stone mansion hidden behind iron gates and ancient oak trees, and it looked exactly like the kind of place a man like Bill Cole would have lived. Cold, imposing, and full of secrets.Mr. Lawson was waiting for me at the front door, his face illuminated by the porch light, and he didn't ask why I was there or why I'd come so late, he just handed me a key and stepped aside."His office is on the second floor, the last door at the end of the hall. I took the liberty of having it preserved exactly as he left it.""Thank you, Mr. Lawson."I walked through the front door and into a foy

The First Attack

I didn't sleep after Merald left, couldn't sleep, not with his words echoing in my head like a warning I couldn't escape. "Your grandfather didn't leave you that inheritance because he loved you, he left it to you because he was afraid of you, we all are." It made no sense, none of it made any sense, but I was too tired to figure it out, too tired to do anything but sit in the dark and wait for morning.When the sun finally rose I dragged myself off the couch and into the shower, letting the hot water wash away the exhaustion and the fear and the confusion. I had work to do, evidence to gather, answers to find, and I couldn't do any of it if I fell apart.Mr. Lawson was waiting outside at eight, his car idling in the driveway, and I climbed into the back seat without a word. The boxes of files from my grandfather's estate were still sitting on my kitchen table, too many to bring with me, but I'd photographed every page and uploaded them to a secure cloud drive."Where to, Mrs. Debbie?

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