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Chapter 35: A TENSE REUNION
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CUTTING 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
CUTTING 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
CUTTING 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,
CUTTING 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
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 40: THE RESCUE
I stood in the silence of my apartment, staring at the phone, my heart racing with the weight of the decision I had to make. Daniel’s words echoed in my mind—his plea for help, the desperation that was so unlike him. And Oliver’s warning, his voice still lingering in my ears, urging me to think of my own future. I glanced at the window, the city lights glittering below as the night stretched on. Time was running out, and I knew I couldn’t hesitate any longer. I had to choose: help Daniel, the man who had manipulated me and caused so much pain, or let him fall and risk Rachel destroying everything I’d built.Oliver’s eyes met mine from across the room, still filled with concern. “Emily, whatever you decide, I’ll support you. But you can’t trust him. You know that, right?”I nodded slowly, but the pit in my stomach refused to settle. “I know… but if Rachel is as dangerous as Daniel says, then this isn’t just about him. She’s already targeted me, Oliver. She won’t stop until she gets ev
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 1: EMILY’S RESOLVE
The courthouse loomed before me, an imposing structure of cold stone and steel that seemed to echo the finality of what I was about to do. I stood at the base of the steps, clutching the handle of my leather briefcase so tightly that my knuckles had turned white. The autumn wind whipped around me, tugging at the strands of my carefully styled auburn hair, but I didn’t care. Today was the day I severed the last tie binding me to Daniel Blackwood.As I walked up the steps, the rhythmic click of my heels on the pavement sounded like a countdown to freedom. Each step brought me closer to the closure I’d been craving for years. I adjusted my tailored gray blazer, the fabric stiff and unyielding against my shoulders, as if the garment itself could sense the weight of the decision I was making.Inside, the courthouse was just as I remembered—cold, clinical, and utterly devoid of warmth. The smell of disinfectant hung in the air, mingling with the faint scent of old paper and worn leather. I
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 2: THE TECH STARTUP
The city stretched out before me from the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, the sprawling skyline a testament to the power and ambition of New York. The hum of traffic below was barely audible from up here, the noise of the city muted by the thick glass. I stood by the window, the light of the morning sun casting a warm glow over my desk, where a dozen or so proposals were spread out, each more promising than the last. But my mind wasn’t on the papers; it was still reeling from the message I’d received last night.“See you soon.”Daniel’s words echoed in my head, a constant, unwelcome presence that had followed me home and then to work this morning. I’d barely slept, my mind churning with possibilities, each one more unsettling than the last. What was he planning? Why couldn’t he just let me go?I exhaled sharply, forcing myself to push the thoughts aside. This was a new chapter, a new beginning. I had to focus on what was in front of me—my tech startup, my future. I wouldn’t let
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 3: A SHADOW FROM THE PAST
The cryptic text lingered in my thoughts long after I left the office that evening. The city buzzed around me, vibrant and chaotic, yet I felt a growing unease. The lights of Manhattan glimmered like stars against the deepening night sky, but I couldn't shake the chill that crept into my bones.My car glided through the streets, the hum of the engine a steady backdrop to my racing mind. I stared out the window, watching the familiar sights of the city blur past—places I had once wandered with Daniel, back when everything was different. Back when I was different.But those days were over. I was no longer the naive young woman who had let Daniel Blackwood control her every move. I had built something of my own now, something that mattered. NexTech was my future, and I wouldn’t let anything—or anyone—take that from me.By the time I reached my apartment, a sleek, modern space on the Upper West Side, the feeling of unease had settled into a simmering determination. I couldn’t afford to le
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