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10- This wasn’t about Amelia.
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Michell povThe door clicked shut behind her. I didn’t look up. Didn’t acknowledge the way she hesitated for half a second before leaving. Good. That should’ve been the end of it. I returned my attention to the contract in front of me, scanning the figures and clauses with practiced precision. It was a multi-million-dollar deal, one that required every ounce of my focus. But for the first time in years, I found myself rereading the same paragraph. My mind was elsewhere. On her. On the way her voice trembled, not with fear, but with anger. On the way her hands clenched at her sides, like she was holding back more than just frustration. She had come expecting rejection. And yet, she had still asked. I exhaled sharply, setting the contract down. I shouldn’t care. Ms. Taylor Taylor’s life—her past—was not my concern. She was here to do one thing: take care of Amelia and follow my rules. That was the agreement. She has proof.That changed things. The scandal Har
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Amelia povThe door clicked softly behind me, but my mind was already miles away, replaying Mr Garcia’s words over and over in my head.“You have to survive the week without getting another strike.”It was absurd. Impossible, even. How could he expect me to balance all the chaos surrounding Harold’s lawsuit, my own mounting stress, and Amelia’s care without slipping up? The demands he’d already placed on me felt like enough to break anyone, and now he was adding one more, as if I could simply wave a magic wand and make everything work.I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to slam something—anything—against the walls. I didn’t have time for this. I didn’t have the luxury of frustration.Still, his offer lingered, like a sickly-sweet promise that left a bitter aftertaste. He would help me with Harold, but only if I could somehow manage to stay perfect. No mistakes, no signs of weakness. Just… survive.I could feel his eyes on me again, the way he had looked at me when I finally agre
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After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 48- Is Audrey okay?
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AUDREY POVPain. That was the first thing I felt, again that day after briefly waking up. Deep, heavy, like someone had poured molten lead into my bones. It clung to my leg, wrapped around my spine, spread into my ribs like fire licking up dry wood. I wanted to move, to shift even a little, but the second I tried, the pain sharpened, cutting through the fog in my head. My breath hitched. The effort alone made my body scream. The steady beep of a machine filled the silence. A sound I didn’t recognize at first. My mind felt sluggish, thick with something I couldn’t name. My eyelids fluttered, too heavy to lift, but I fought through it. I tried to swallow. My throat was raw, dry like sandpaper. I opened my mouth, but no words came out—just a weak rasp. Then, a shadow moved beside me. I blinked slowly, forcing my eyes to focus. The world was a blur, edges too bright, colors bleeding into each other. But as my vision cleared, I saw him. Mr. Garcia. He sat beside my bed, ar
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 46- YOU ALMOST DIED
MICHELL POVThe room was silent except for the rhythmic beeping of the monitors. I hadn’t moved from the chair beside her bed. I should have been working. Checking reports. Making calls. But I didn’t. Instead, I sat there, watching her breathe. Her face was pale—too pale. The stark white of the hospital sheets only made it worse. A thin tube supplied her with oxygen, and the IV in her arm fed her body the fluids she needed to recover. I didn’t like seeing her like this. Vulnerable. Weak. She had been fighting since the moment I met her—pushing, refusing to bend, standing her ground even when it was foolish. And yet, here she was. Unmoving. Silent. She should be awake by now. The doctors had assured me she was stable, that she just needed rest. But I didn’t trust assurances—not when I had watched her die on that table. Not when I had stood in that goddamn operating room, powerless, as the machines flatlined and the medical team scrambled to bring her back. I exhal
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 45- She almost didn't make it
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After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 44- The surgery has to start immediately
MICHELL POVI closed the door behind me, inhaling slowly as I guided Amelia down the hall. The tension in my chest hadn’t eased. Not even a little. I had expected to be angry. Furious, even. Ms. Taylor had been reckless, ignoring the fact that her leg still wasn’t healed. She had put herself at risk, knowing full well she had surgery coming up. And yet— The moment I saw her stumble, the moment I saw pain flash across her face, all of that anger had burned away, replaced by something else. Something I didn’t want to name. Something I couldn’t name. “Dad?” Amelia’s voice was quiet, hesitant. I glanced down at her. “What?” She was staring up at me, her small fingers still wrapped around my hand. “Are you mad at Ms. Taylor?” I exhaled sharply. “She should’ve been more careful.” “That’s not what I asked.” I pressed my lips together. She was too observant for her own good. “Go eat something,” I said instead, leading her toward the dining area. She groaned. “I d
After Divorcing My Ex-husband, I Returned And Shined 43- Pain
AUDREY POVPain. It came in waves, sharp and pulsing, radiating from my leg like a cruel reminder of my own recklessness. I should have known better. Should have stopped when I first felt the strain. But I hadn’t. Now, standing with Mr. Garcia’s hand still gripping mine, the pain wasn’t the only thing I felt. There was something else. Something heavier. Something I didn’t want to name. His face had been cold, sharp as a blade when he stormed into the ballroom. His voice—deep, commanding—had cut through the space like a whip. But beneath the anger, beneath the frustration, I had caught something else. Something like… worry. Why? Why had he looked at me like that? Why had he sounded like that? I tried to brush it off as simple annoyance—of course, he’d be mad. I was Amelia’s nanny, not her dance instructor. I was supposed to be recovering, not pushing my limits. I had no right to be reckless, especially under his roof. And yet… His anger had felt too raw. Too p
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MICHELL POVI flipped through the contract in front of me, scanning the details with sharp precision. The numbers were solid. The projections were favorable. But there was something—one thing—that felt off. I tapped my fingers against my desk, my other hand holding the contract open. “Page seventeen,” I said flatly. Across from me, Ethan, my head of acquisitions, looked up from his own copy. “What about it?” I exhaled sharply, irritated. “The clause about equity distribution. It’s not aligned with our standard agreements.” Ethan blinked, flipping to the page. He skimmed it, then frowned. “Huh. I didn’t catch that.” Of course, he didn’t. I didn’t respond, just leaned back in my chair, tapping my pen against the desk. The moment stretched long and silent before Ethan finally sighed. “I’ll have them revise it,” he muttered. I nodded once. “Make it fast.” He stood, gathering his papers. “Anything else?” “Yes. The Merado shipment. Have we received confirmation on the
