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CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 32: DANIEL’S SECRET CHILD
The air in my office felt thicker than usual as I held the old, yellowed envelope in my hands. It had arrived with no return address, no note, only a single sheet of paper tucked inside. The handwriting was unfamiliar, but it was the content that struck me to my core.The letter detailed a hidden chapter of Daniel’s life—one I had never suspected. It spoke of a secret child, born out of a brief affair Daniel had over a decade ago. The revelation was unsettling, but the letter also included photographs and a name: Lily Blackwood. Lily. The name echoed in my mind as I read through the letter again. I couldn’t fathom how Daniel had kept this from everyone, how he had managed to shield his life from scrutiny while manipulating mine. The letter indicated that Lily's mother had recently resurfaced and had made demands. I had to know more. I needed to confront the implications of this new piece of the puzzle. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on my office door. I looked up to see Cla
Last Updated : 2024-09-16CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 33: OLIVER’S CONFESSION
The search for Lily’s mother had become a relentless pursuit, taking up most of my working hours. But in the midst of this turmoil, I had an unsettling conversation with Oliver scheduled for that evening. His insistence on meeting privately suggested that he had something important to share.I arrived at the sleek, modern restaurant where we had agreed to meet. The ambiance was quiet and sophisticated, but tonight, it felt oppressive. Oliver was already seated at a corner table, his expression unreadable. As I joined him, I couldn’t ignore the tense energy that seemed to emanate from him.“Emily,” he began, his voice low and serious, “there’s something I need to confess.”I sat back, my curiosity piqued. “What is it, Oliver?”He took a deep breath, his eyes locking with mine. “When I first approached you, my intentions weren’t entirely honest. I was hired to investigate you, to find any weaknesses that could be used against Daniel. But as time went on, I found myself genuinely investe
Last Updated : 2024-09-17CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 34: THE BLACKMAIL
The night was unusually quiet as Oliver drove us to his safe house, a small but secure apartment on the outskirts of town. The tension in the car was palpable, each of us lost in our thoughts. Oliver had managed to shake off the men who had followed us, but I knew that danger still lurked.Once inside the apartment, Oliver took a deep breath and turned to me. “I need to explain everything now. My past actions and the threats against us.”“Go on,” I urged, my anxiety barely contained.Oliver hesitated before speaking. “I was involved with a group that had a lot of influence in the corporate world. When I was assigned to investigate you, I didn’t realize how deep the connections went. I’ve been involved in some activities that now seem to have made me a target.”Before Oliver could elaborate, my phone buzzed with a notification. It was a text message from an unknown number. I opened it to find a single, chilling line: *"Rachel has something on you. Meet her if you want to protect yourse
Last Updated : 2024-09-17CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 35: A TENSE REUNION
The night had barely begun, but the tension was already unbearable. After Rachel’s ominous warning, I knew I had to confront Daniel directly. His threats, manipulations, and the entire tangled web of deceit needed to be addressed head-on. I needed answers, and I needed them now.I arrived at Daniel’s office, the towering glass building casting long shadows under the moonlight. My mind was racing as I walked through the imposing lobby, the usual buzz of activity replaced by an eerie silence. I was met by Daniel’s assistant, Isabella, who looked up from her desk with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.“Mr Daniel is expecting you,” Isabella said, her tone neutral. “She’s in the boardroom.”As I ascended to the top floor, my heart pounded. Each step felt heavier than the last. When the elevator doors opened, I was greeted by the sleek, modern boardroom—large windows framing a view of the city lights, a polished table at the center.Daniel was already there, seated at the head of the tab
Last Updated : 2024-09-17CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 36: THE COLLAPSE
The sound of the wind howling outside my apartment was the only thing keeping me grounded. I hadn’t slept at all since the confrontation with Daniel. His cryptic words about a secret child, the promise of more revelations at the warehouse tonight—everything was eating away at me. But it was the weight of the growing scandals surrounding his empire that made my heart race with an overwhelming sense of dread.For the past few days, Daniel’s business had been falling apart at the seams. Every news outlet in the city had something new to report—fraud accusations, insider trading allegations, shady deals that had come to light. The vultures were circling, and it seemed like every part of Daniel’s empire was collapsing faster than anyone could have predicted.I poured myself a cup of coffee, my hands shaking slightly. The bitter scent filled the air, but it did little to calm the storm raging inside me. I hadn’t heard from Daniel since our tense conversation in his office, but I knew tonigh
Last Updated : 2024-09-18CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 37: THE WILL’S SECRET
The envelope Daniel had given me felt heavier than its size should allow. I stared at it as I sat at my kitchen table, the soft hum of the refrigerator filling the silence. The air felt thick with the weight of everything—his threats, his desperation, the way his empire was crumbling and taking me with it. But it was what I had found in the will earlier that weighed on my mind most. I hadn’t told anyone—not Oliver, not even Abby. When I found that coded section in my mother’s will, something inside me told me that revealing it too soon could unravel everything. It had taken hours of frustration, combing through old letters and family records, before I even understood it was a code. Now I sat there, the papers spread out in front of me, trying to make sense of the last piece.Natalie’s —my mom will have been sealed and hidden away by Daniel’s influence for so long. The fact that he had manipulated its contents was undeniable. But what was so important that he would go to these lengths
Last Updated : 2024-09-18CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 38: A DANGEROUS GAME
The wind was cold against my face as I drove through the dark streets, heading toward the old courthouse. Oliver’s message had been vague, but the urgency in his voice lingered with me. Something big was happening, and it was all moving faster than I could keep up with.I tried to focus on the road, but my thoughts kept returning to Mikey—my nephew, Abby’s son, and now, the unexpected heir to both my mother’s estate and possibly Daniel’s empire. How could everything be connected? My mother, Daniel, Mikey… all tangled up in a web of secrets, and I had no idea how deep it went.My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter as I pulled into the deserted parking lot near the courthouse. The building loomed ahead, dark and abandoned, its once-imposing structure now just a hollow reminder of a forgotten time. But tonight, it was more than just a ruin. Tonight, it felt like the setting for the final act of a play I wasn’t sure I was ready for.Oliver hadn’t arrived yet, so I stayed in the car,
Last Updated : 2024-09-19CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 39: A PLEA FOR HELP
The night after my confrontation with Rachel weighed heavily on me, like an oppressive fog that refused to lift. Her threats echoed in my mind, a sinister reminder of just how dangerous this game had become. I barely slept, my mind racing, and by morning, I still hadn't decided what to do about the information Rachel was after.The sound of my phone ringing broke through the silence of my kitchen, and for a moment, I considered ignoring it. I wasn't ready for whatever was coming next. But when I saw Daniel’s name flash across the screen, dread settled in my gut like a lead weight.With trembling fingers, I answered.“Emily,” Daniel’s voice was hoarse, defeated, a stark contrast to the cold, calculating man I was used to dealing with. “I need your help.”I froze, the request hitting me like a punch. Is Daniel asking for help? The very man who had manipulated me, played with my life as if it were some twisted game, was now reaching out to me for assistance. My stomach twisted with a mix
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Darkness enveloped me like a suffocating shroud, pulling me deeper into its abyss. But just as I thought I was lost, an insistent beeping tore through the silence, pulling me back to consciousness. My eyes fluttered open, the harsh fluorescent lights above piercing through my haze. Pain radiated from my shoulder, sharp and searing, reminding me of Marcus and his betrayal. I tried to sit up, but a heavyweight pinned me down.“Easy there, Emily,” a familiar voice murmured softly. I turned my head and found Oliver hovering beside me, his expression a mix of relief and concern. “You’re safe now.”“Safe?” I croaked, the word feeling foreign against my tongue. I glanced around, taking in my surroundings. I was in a small, dimly lit room, the walls lined with crates and makeshift barricades. The faint sounds of chaos echoed outside—yelling, gunfire, and the unmistakable sound of destruction.“What happened?” I demanded, my heart racing. The adrenaline surged, urging me to push through the pa
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 109: Turning the Tables
The heavy door slammed shut behind Marcus, the echo reverberating in the cold room as adrenaline coursed through my veins. My mind raced, trying to absorb everything that had just happened. The woman’s revelation hung in the air like a beacon of hope, but I couldn’t dwell on it; I needed a plan. I had to escape.I leaned forward in my chair, testing the tightness of the ropes binding my wrists. If I could just shift a little… The chair creaked as I strained against the bonds, feeling the fibers begin to loosen. My heart pounded in time with the ticking clock on the wall, each tick a reminder that time was running out.Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching. The moment of truth was here. I closed my eyes, focusing on my breathing, readying myself for whatever came next. The door opened, and one of Marcus's henchmen stepped in, a sneer plastered across his face.“Well, well, look who we have here. Still think you’re tough?” he taunted, stepping closer. This was it.As he leaned down to
