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Chapter 97: The Hidden Weakness
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CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 98: The Final Showdown
The roar of the explosion still echoed in my ears as I staggered through the debris, coughing against the thick smoke. The warehouse was falling apart—beams groaned under their weight, and shards of glass rained down like jagged snow. But none of that mattered now. I wasn’t leaving until this ended. One way or another. Oliver’s voice crackled through my earpiece. “Emily! The exit is blocked—can you make it to the south side?” “No.” My voice was hoarse but resolute. There was no running now. Not when everything—my company, my legacy, the people I loved—hung in the balance. Nathan stood on the far end of the warehouse, silhouetted against the flickering flames. Beside him was Abby, my sister, her expression cold and unreadable, as if we were nothing more than strangers now. Nathan’s grin widened, the kind of smile you give when you know you’ve already won. "This is where it ends, Emily. You should’ve stayed out of it."I stepped forward, every muscle in my body coiled tight. “You
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 99: The Explosive Revelation
I stood frozen as the sirens faded, Nathan’s parting words echoing in my mind like a twisted symphony: “You’re the key to everything.” The cold steel of realization wrapped around me, tighter with each passing second. What the hell had I stumbled into? The air inside the ruined warehouse reeked of smoke, dust, and betrayal. I tried to focus on Oliver as he approached me, his face taut with concern. “Emily, are you okay?” I wanted to answer, to say something that would make sense of what just happened, but nothing in my life made sense anymore. Nathan’s cryptic words rattled in my brain like a puzzle missing too many pieces. How could I be the target? What did they know about me that I didn’t?I brushed past Oliver, barely aware of the bruises blossoming across my body. My phone buzzed in my pocket. The vibration felt like a bomb ticking down to zero. I fished it out with trembling hands and stared at the unknown number flashing across the screen.“Emily.” Oliver placed a firm hand
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 100: A New Beginning
The air in the car thickened with tension, pressing down on me like a weighted blanket. I stared at the man seated across from me—the one who had just offered me a Faustian bargain. But it was the new arrival, stepping into the dim interior, that made my pulse quicken. Nathan.The same Nathan I thought I had defeated. Yet here he was, his presence a puzzle wrapped in a betrayal I hadn’t fully untangled. His lips curled into a knowing smirk, and for a moment, I saw not just the manipulative man who had deceived me, but someone still holding cards close to his chest—cards that could either save or ruin me. The suited man—the head of the conspiracy—glanced between us, clearly unbothered. He had expected Nathan. “Ah,” the man said smoothly, adjusting his cufflinks. “Nathan was always a crucial part of this. Just as you are, Emily.” I turned toward Nathan, fury simmering just beneath my skin. “What the hell is going on?” Nathan’s dark gaze met mine, cold and calculating. “You tho
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 101: The Aftermath
The silence in my office felt louder than any explosion. I sat at the edge of my desk, my hands resting against the cool surface, but my thoughts were anything but calm. Every decision I’d made was now locked in place, irreversible. There was no clean way out of this. I knew that when I made the choice. But knowing didn’t make it any easier.The leather chair behind me groaned as I leaned back, closing my eyes for just a moment. Every step I had taken—from confronting Nathan to seizing control of the conspiracy—had brought me to this point. I should have felt triumphant. Instead, all I felt was the crushing weight of what lay ahead.I could still hear Nathan’s parting words echoing in my mind: “Power never comes without a price.”And the first bill had already arrived.I opened my laptop, pulling up the encrypted files Nathan had transferred just before I took over the network. The reports confirmed what I feared: Collateral damage, Employees were dismissed without warning. Departme
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 102: The Mysterious Figure
The dim light flickered above me as I stepped into the secluded bar. The air was thick with stale beer and cigarette smoke, a perfect setting for clandestine meetings where secrets went to die—or, more likely, explode. This was where I was supposed to meet him—the person with answers. Oliver had tried to talk me out of coming alone, but I knew better. The fewer people involved, the safer we would be. Or at least that’s what I told myself. Deep down, I knew this wasn’t about safety. It was about control. And right now, control was slipping through my fingers like sand.I glanced at my watch: 11:52 PM. Eight minutes to midnight. The figure—whoever they were—had asked to meet at midnight. I pulled my coat tighter around me, the unease settling in my bones despite the heat. Every instinct told me this meeting could go horribly wrong. And yet, I was here. Because I needed answers.The bartender gave me a wary look, but I waved him off. “I’m meeting someone,” I muttered, sliding into a c
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 103: A Deadly Warning
I could still hear the muffled echo of the gunshot as Oliver tugged me out of the bar, the scent of blood clinging to the cold night air. My pulse thundered in my ears, and my hands shook—whether from fear or fury, I didn’t know. The assassination wasn’t just a silencing—it was a message. A warning. But if their goal was to scare me off, they had failed. As we hurried into the dark alley behind the bar, I clenched my fists. The man with the answers was dead, and with him went the key to understanding the depth of the conspiracy. But the game wasn’t over—not yet. If they thought killing him would make me back down, they had no idea who they were dealing with. I didn’t know where the fire burning in my chest came from—whether it was the remnants of fear or the need for revenge—but it roared with a newfound ferocity. They had taken everything from me: my company, my trust, and almost my life. Now, they were going to regret leaving me breathing.Oliver’s grip tightened on my arm as
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 104: The Incriminating Evidence
I stared down at the folder on my coffee table, my heart heavy with the knowledge that I was holding something dangerous. The kind of dangerous that changes everything. The kind that costs lives. I could feel Oliver’s steady gaze on me, his concern palpable, but all I could think about was Marcus Aldridge. How long had he been working against me? How much of what I thought we built together was a lie? The betrayal stung more than I wanted to admit—like a dagger slowly twisting in my side. And the worst part? This wasn’t just about Marcus No. As I started sifting through the documents in the folder, I realized it was much, much bigger. The conspiracy stretched further than I ever imagined—beyond Marcus, beyond the boardroom, and deep into places I never thought it would touch. Page after page revealed a tangled web of offshore accounts, falsified financial statements, and encrypted emails exchanged between Marcus and several high-profile figures. I recognized the names instantly—po
CUTTING THE CORD: my ex-husband regret Chapter 105: Questioning Loyalties
The air felt heavy, thick with unsaid words, as I sat across from Sophia Harrington. We had agreed to meet in an exclusive members-only club, a place where the walls were padded with velvet, and secrets could flow freely, drowned in inexpensive wine. She chose a private booth at the back, the dim lights casting shadows over her sharp, elegant features.Sophia always carried herself with grace—a silk blouse tucked into tailored slacks, her pearl earrings gleaming in the low light. She looked as calm as ever, but there was a flicker of tension in her eyes I hadn’t seen before. "You came," she said softly, swirling her wine as if this were a casual conversation between friends.I leaned forward, my heart pounding but my voice sharp. “You betrayed me, Sophia.” There was no point in playing nice, not anymore. “How long have you been playing me? How deep are you in with Marcus and the others?” Her expression didn’t falter. Cool, composed. As if betrayal was a minor inconvenience, a misu
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