Bethany thought she had escaped her marriage from her ex-husband, the wealthiest man in the city, Fred Hart but love never wades. Fred comes back in her life to disrupt what ever is going on in her life to remind her that " She is forever going to be his" But is Beth going to come back to him? After what he has done and taken from her life? Is there a chance of redemption? Find out more
View MoreBethany woke up to an empty, quiet room. Disoriented, she sat up, memories of last night flashing through her mind in a disjointed sequence: the anger, the confrontation, and the regret that had weighed her down ever since. She looked around, hoping to see some sign of Fred, but he was nowhere to be found. Instead, on the nightstand, a pristine envelope sat with her name written on the front.She opened it with a sinking feeling. Inside was a check for $10,000 and a short note from Fred: “For your trouble.”A wave of humiliation washed over her. Did he really think he could buy her off like this? She crumpled the cheque in her fist, the sting of his careless disregard churning her stomach. She felt used, a fleeting distraction in his life. After wearing her clothes, she stormed out of the room, gripping the crumpled cheque as if it could somehow restore her pride.As she made her way out, she was met by the piercing gaze of Chantel, who stood by the entrance, arms crossed, a smi
Bethany pov The sight of my son—my Jason—alive, with the same eyes I remembered from two years ago, left me reeling. My mind screamed it was impossible, that this was a trick or an illusion, but I knew what I had seen. I tried to step forward, to call his name again, but Fred was already ushering him away. “Jason!” My voice broke, barely rising above a whisper. The world around me felt like it was spinning, pulling me down into a dark void. I needed to touch him, to feel him, to hear him laugh just one more time. But Dean’s firm grip anchored me, keeping me upright even as my legs went weak. “Bethany,” he said in a steady voice, pulling me back toward my car, away from the cemetery. “No!” I snapped, yanking my arm from his grasp and turning back toward where Fred and Jason had disappeared. “That’s my son, Dean! He’s alive, he’s right there!” Dean tightened his hold on my shoulder, his expression a mix of concern and confusion. “Bethany, you need to calm down. We don’t
Bethany pov *2 YEARS LATER* NEW RET CEMETERY I stood silently at my son’s gravestone, barely breathing, eyes closed, trying to conjure the strength to be here, to face what I lost. With a shuddering breath, I knelt, brushing the cold stone with trembling fingers. In my hand, a rose flower—Jason’s favorite. “Jason… Mama brought you a flower.” I whispered, placing it gently on the grave. “Promise me you’ll wait for me on the other side. Don’t go anywhere… Mama will meet you soon.” The weight of the words sank into me, pulling me down. Mama will meet you soon. If there was a way out of the endless ache, this would be it. My life, once bursting with love, was now as barren as this frozen earth. Jason was gone, and his father, that bastard, Fred had taken everything else I held dear. The success I’d found in business felt hollow, a counterfeit comfort. Without Jason, life had no color, no taste—just a ceaseless, cold ache. A tear slipped down my cheek, landing on the stone wit
Bethany povAfter dropping my son, Jason, off at preschool, I headed to the hospital to get my results. I hoped this test would change everything. Since having Jason, my husband, Fred, had drifted away. Now he was talking about divorce. He said he’d only stayed this long for Jason's sake. Maybe, just maybe, if I got pregnant again, he’d stay.The test paper crinkled in my hand as I unfolded it, my pulse hammering. My last hope to hold onto him—NEGATIVE. I felt a wave of cold settle over me. It was my last chance, and it was gone.Lost in my thoughts, I barely noticed Fred entering. He grabbed the paper from my hands, holding it just out of reach.“Looking for this?” he asked, voice cold and distant. “No—I'm not," I stammered, trying to grab it back, but he raised it higher. With a sneer, he tore it in half, letting the pieces flutter to the floor like ash.“You went for another test? I warned you, Bethany. It’s over. Stop trying to trap me.”"Why?" I whispered, voice trembling. "Wh
Bethany povAfter dropping my son, Jason, off at preschool, I headed to the hospital to get my results. I hoped this test would change everything. Since having Jason, my husband, Fred, had drifted away. Now he was talking about divorce. He said he’d only stayed this long for Jason's sake. Maybe, just maybe, if I got pregnant again, he’d stay.The test paper crinkled in my hand as I unfolded it, my pulse hammering. My last hope to hold onto him—NEGATIVE. I felt a wave of cold settle over me. It was my last chance, and it was gone.Lost in my thoughts, I barely noticed Fred entering. He grabbed the paper from my hands, holding it just out of reach.“Looking for this?” he asked, voice cold and distant. “No—I'm not," I stammered, trying to grab it back, but he raised it higher. With a sneer, he tore it in half, letting the pieces flutter to the floor like ash.“You went for another test? I warned you, Bethany. It’s over. Stop trying to trap me.”"Why?" I whispered, voice trembling. "Wh
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