Crash of Hearts

To prevent further damage to the company, the news of my dad's death was kept strictly confidential.Yet, I had told Jeffrey. A simple glance at our chat would have revealed that something was amiss. But predictably, he never checked."If you really cared, why didn't you answer my calls? Why didn't you reach out on your own?" I asked, my voice dripping with indifference."I… I've been busy with the company," he stammered."Busy meeting your lover?" I dismissed his excuses and turned to leave.But he quickly grabbed my wrist, his grip firm. Leaning close, he whispered insistently, "Melinda is sick. What are you fighting her for? You're already my wife.""Melinda is ill? Then, she should seek treatment. What does that have to do with me?" I laughed bitterly, finding it amusing.As I pulled my arm free and my resolve to leave hardened, his tone became colder, more urgent."Don't forget, I'm the only one who can save your dad's company now!"I stopped and faced him with unwavering

When I regained consciousness, Jeffrey was sitting on the edge of my hospital bed. His chin was rough with unshaven stubble, and his eyes were clouded with fatigue, a stark contrast to the polished figure I remembered.Relief washed over his face the moment he noticed I was awake. "Evalyn, you're awake at last… You've been in a coma for three whole days," he said, his voice trembling slightly. "I was so worried about you!"All the suppressed pain surged back at the sight of him, making my heart feel as if it would explode.Without a second's hesitation, I slapped him forcefully. "How dare you show your face in front of me?"His expression wavered, and bitterness filled his eyes."I'm sorry," he whispered with genuine regret. "I didn't know your father had really been in an accident. I should've been there for him… That was my mistake."At that moment, Melinda stepped forward, her lips pressed tightly together. "I'm sorry, Evalyn. If you need to blame someone, blame me. It was

That evening, I had dinner with Cameron. The hours slipped away as we talked, each moment lighter than the last; his company was a sanctuary from stress.After dinner, Cameron suggested we go for a movie. It took me a moment to remember the last time I had been to a cinema. We settled on a comedy, and I spent the entire time laughing like a fool. This had been the happiest day I've had in a very long time.Thus, I didn't hesitate when he offered to drive me home. However, I hadn't anticipated Jeffrey appearing at my doorstep.Jeffrey's surprise was evident as he saw Cameron beside me. However, I didn't bother with explanations.I gave Cameron a nod, signaling it was time to leave. He understood, asking no questions, as he nodded and left. Perhaps he sensed the personal weight of the moment."Who is he?" Jeffrey demanded, seizing my hand."You have no right to know," I retorted, pulling away."It's only been a few days, and you're already with someone new," he accused, his

Jeffrey spent countless hours lingering by my home's gates, his appearance increasingly wretched, reminiscent of a stray dog. However, I was not the same woman from five years ago. I would not fall prey to the same man twice. One day, he presented me with an elegant gift box containing a wedding dress."Evalyn, try this on. What do you say to marrying me again?" he suggested.I found his gesture absurdly humorous. Seizing a pair of scissors, I shredded the dress in front of him.My love for him was dead and gone, yet he wanted us to get remarried. The next day, Jeffrey came to me once more. He returned with a ring and a bouquet, kneeling at my doorstep throughout the day and night. On and on, he kept repeating his apologies and pleas for me to give him another chance. He laughed, and it was a bitter sound. "Evalyn, only now do I realize what I've lost. My ego, my insecurities—they've ruined me. I've been paranoid, overthinking everything. You and Dad—you were always so kin