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LOVE HIS ENEMY: My Husband's Downfall Chapter 46
ChristopherThe sound of the front door slamming shut reverberates through the house, echoing through the empty, cold hallways.I can’t remember the last time this place felt like home. Ever since I saw Elizabeth lying in a pool of her own blood at the bottom of the bannister, it feels like the walls are closing in on me.My chest feels tight, and my temples throb as I loosen my tie and shrug off my jacket.I barely have time to catch my breath before I hear the sound of tiny feet running toward me.“Daddy!” Edward’s voice pierces through the tension, and I look up to see my son barreling toward me, his face lit with pure excitement.“Hey, buddy,” I say, scooping him up in my arms.The weight of him feels grounding, his innocence a sharp contrast to the chaos inside my head. For a brief moment, I allow myself to smile, but it vanishes as quickly as it came.Then, I smell it—that distinct floral perfume that always precedes my mother.Celia is here. Of course, she is.I put Edward down
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SebastianI sit on the edge of the couch, staring at the screen of my phone. My fingers move fast, typing out a message. My mind is racing, running through every possibility, every scenario.The reply comes almost instantly. I barely have time to process the words before Eric’s voice pulls me back.“What is it?” he asks, leaning closer, his eyes narrowing as he watches me.“The detectives who were at Christopher’s office,” I start, my voice low, my throat tightening as I speak. “They found Elizabeth’s car.”Eric stiffens, his shoulders going rigid. “Where?”“By the waterfront,” I reply, my words coming slower now, like I’m trying to piece them together in my own head. “It was abandoned. It’s been sitting there for over a week.”“What would Elizabeth be doing there?” Eric’s voice is sharp, cutting through the thick air between us.“That’s the question,” I say, shaking my head. “None of this makes sense.”We exchange a look, one that says everything we’re both thinking but can’t say out
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ChristopherThe door bangs shut, echoing through the hallway.Agnes’s hurried footsteps follow, her shoes squeaking faintly against the hardwood floor. She’s rushing, trying not to draw attention, but she’s never been good at subtlety.I glance at Celia and Celeste, their faces masks of calm, but I know better. We’re all on edge.“They’re back,” I announce.“Call her in,” Celia says, her voice icy but composed. “We need to know what she’s hiding.”I nod and step into the hallway. Edward is perched at the bottom of the staircase, playing with one of his toy trucks. He looks up at me with a wide grin.“Edward, go upstairs and get cleaned up,” I say, ruffling his hair. “Put on some fresh clothes, alright?”“Yes, Daddy!” He chirps, his small feet pounding the stairs as he races up.“Agnes,” I call out, turning to the visibly pale woman hovering near the hallway. “Can we have a word?”She hesitates, clutching her apron like it’s a lifeline. “Of course, sir.”Gesturing toward the study, I o
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SebastianThe room is silent, but the air feels thick, like something heavy is pressing down on us. Eric is staring at me, his green eyes wide with panic.His gaze pierces me, searching for an answer I don’t have the strength to give.“What is it, Sebastian?” His voice is sharp, cutting through the quiet like a knife. “What did they say?”I swallow hard, my throat dry.My hand trembles as I lower the phone, its screen going dark.I can feel the weight of his stare, the tension growing with each passing second.“Sebastian!” Eric’s voice rises, frantic now. “What’s going on? Say something!”I open my mouth, but the words don’t come.My chest tightens, and my knees feel weak.The walls seem to close in around me, and before I can stop myself, I’m sinking to the ground.My legs give out completely, and I collapse onto my knees, the phone slipping from my hand and clattering to the floor.“Sebastian!” Eric is by my side in an instant, gripping my shoulders. “What the hell is going on? Talk
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SebastianThe morning light seeps through the glass walls of my penthouse, too soft and warm for the weight in my chest. My phone buzzes on the counter, the sound slicing through the silence.I grab it immediately, my pulse quickening when I see the name. Agnes.We can meet today. But make sure Christopher isn’t watching me.That’s easy today. James Alexander is already here.“Dad’s on his way up,” Eric announces as he walks into the kitchen, his tone almost casual, like we didn’t spend the night spiralling in fear and guilt.“Should we, like, get breakfast or something?” I ask, my nerves making my words uneven.My hands are clammy, and I wipe them on my pants, trying to ignore the anxiety clawing at me.Eric chuckles, opening the fridge. “Dad makes breakfast,” he says, as if that’s supposed to calm me.But it doesn’t.Not even close.My mind flashes back to the last time I met James Alexander—the blow he landed across my face still feels fresh, and I can almost hear the scorn in his
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ChristopherThe noise outside my office pulls me from my thoughts. A muffled voice, high-pitched and frantic, pierces through the heavy oak door."You can't go in!" my assistant screams, her voice shaky with panic.“Move.” A second voice, deep and commanding, cuts through her protests.I push back from my desk, my chest tightening as I stride toward the door. My footsteps echo in the quiet office, the tension in the air thick enough to choke me.“What the hell is going on?” I bark, yanking the door open, ready to reprimand whoever thought they could disrupt my morning.But I stop dead in my tracks.Shit.Standing there, just outside my office, is James Alexander.His broad frame fills the hallway, his shoulders squared in a pristine dark suit that looks like it cost more than my car.The cowboy hat perched on his head casts a shadow over his sharp, weathered features, but not enough to hide the cold fire in his eyes.His boots—polished, pointed, and scuffed just enough to show he’s wo
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SebastianThe roar of the engine hums under me as I punch the gas, the force pressing me back into the seat.The tension in my chest eases—just slightly—with each mile we put behind us. The winding streets blur past, the steady growl of the car calming my racing thoughts.But no amount of speed can untangle the knots in my stomach."Do you think Agnes has anything useful?" Eric asks from the passenger seat, breaking the silence."What do I think?" I glance at him briefly, gripping the steering wheel tighter. "I hope she does. God knows we need something."Eric hesitates, then asks the question I’ve been asking myself all day.“Do you think there’s any chance…any at all…that Elizabeth’s back?”I shake my head. The idea is too good to be true, and we both know it. “That would be a miracle,” I admit quietly. “But miracles don’t happen when Christopher’s involved.”Eric nods solemnly, his face grim. “Still, we can hope.”Hope. I cling to the word, but it feels paper-thin in my hands.This
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ChristopherThe tires screech as I pull into the long driveway of my estate.The roaring engine echoes my frustration, but it does nothing to calm me.How the hell did James Alexander find out that Elizabeth is missing?The thought loops in my head like a bad song, over and over, until I want to scream.It doesn’t make sense. I planned this perfectly. Every move, every detail—I was meticulous. Yet somehow, James, that smug bastard, knows something.I slam my fist against the steering wheel, the sharp pain grounding me for a moment.“Shit!” I scream, my voice echoing in the car.I pull up to the house and kill the engine, but I don’t move.I sit there, my mind racing. James Alexander wasn’t supposed to be in the picture.Not now.I made sure Elizabeth was isolated, didn’t I?I convinced her that her family never cared.The memory of her tear-streaked face surfaces, and for a moment, guilt flickers in the corner of my mind.But I squash it down, bury it deep where it can’t touch me.I r
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Elizabeth The common room hums with a low murmur of voices, the occasional scrape of a chair against the tile floor, the shuffle of slippers as patients wander aimlessly.I sit in the corner, book in hand, though I haven't turned a page in the last ten minutes. My eyes skim over the words, but I don’t absorb them. I’ve learned to pretend—pretend to be cooperative, pretend to trust Dr. Maggie, pretend I’m nothing more than ‘Jane,’ a quiet, submissive patient who no longer questions why she’s here. But I’m not Jane. And I’ll never be. The moment I let my guard down, the moment I stop pretending, they’ll make sure I never leave this place. So I wait. I watch. I listen. Then, something changes. A commotion stirs outside the common room. Footsteps—urgent, heavy. Voices, low but firm. I lift my head. Across the room, Dr. Maggie storms in, her face pale, eyes darting around like she’s expecting someone to jump out and grab her. “Come with me, Jane. Now.” Her voice is sharp,
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Elizabeth“Who knew Seattle had so many psychiatric hospitals?” Eric’s voice cuts through the tense silence as he thumbs through the list on his phone, the light from the screen illuminating his face in the dim confines of my car. I glance at him from the driver’s seat, exhaustion weighing heavily on both of us. The rain streaks down the windshield, the rhythmic tapping a sharp contrast to the frustration brewing between us. “I’m starting to think that we might not find her, I mean what if they moved her somewhere else?” I mutter, gripping the steering wheel tighter. My knuckles are white, and my patience is nonexistent. Eric exhales loudly, his head dropping back against the seat. “None of the hospitals have confirmed or denied her presence. It's the same rehearsed answers every time: ‘We can’t share patient information. Privacy laws. Blah, blah, blah.’” “What the hell are we going to do?” I snap, my frustration boiling over. Eric doesn’t answer immediately, his mind churn
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SebastianThe cottage sits in a clearing, its weathered wooden exterior blending into the dense background. The air is cool, and heavy with the scent of damp earth and pine. I sit on the old porch steps, nursing a tumbler of coffee in one hand, my phone in the other. Eric leans against the railing, his sharp features drawn tight with frustration, while James, broad and rough around the edges, paces the dirt path in front of us, the gravel crunching beneath his boots. "What did they find?" James bellows, his Southern drawl thicker than usual, a clear sign he’s losing his patience. Eric sighs, running a hand through his hair. "The men went to the location where the video was taken," he begins. "Elizabeth was there. Witnesses say she was taken by two men. They work for some asylum. Beyond that, I don’t have many details." I interrupt, the weight of my own thoughts pressing against my chest. "Celeste knows I was sleeping with Elizabeth." Both men stop what they’re doing and star
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ChristopherI storm into the bedroom, slamming the door shut behind me. My coat slips from my shoulders, falling to the floor in a heap, but I don't care. My mind is too clouded with rage, and frustration gnawing at every fiber of my being. My chest tightens with every breath I take, and my hands are trembling—whether from anger or exhaustion, I don’t know anymore. Sebastian Valdez. That name alone makes my blood boil. He has taken everything from me—my company, my goddamn legacy. Bell Energies was my birthright, my family's empire, and now it's rotting in his filthy hands. I want to rip him apart, piece by piece, watch him suffer like I have these past few months. The thought consumes me, fuels my every waking moment. I stop in my tracks, my pulse pounding in my ears. A flash of red catches my eye. I freeze. The figure stands near the window, facing away from me, bathed in the soft glow of the city lights spilling through the curtains. Long, flowing red hair cascades dow
LOVE HIS ENEMY: My Husband's Downfall Chapter 66
ElizabethI turn around slowly, her soft voice still playing in my ears. She stands there—tall, striking. Her red hair cascades over her pale shoulders, framing a face that feels oddly familiar. Her green eyes, bright yet holding something deeper, meet mine with a mix of curiosity and warmth. "Hey," I say, my voice unsure, testing the word on my tongue. "Hi," she replies with a friendly smile. "I'm Sarah." Sarah. The name hits me like a wave, crashing into my chest and leaving me breathless. I don’t know why, but it feels... significant. Familiar in a way that makes no sense. The connection is instant and electric, and I don't understand it. Sarah sits across from me, her movements light, almost too graceful for a place like this. "What’s your name?" she asks, her voice laced with an innocent curiosity like she’s eager to know me. I hesitate, a lump forming in my throat. "I... I don't remember," I admit, forcing a small, awkward smile. "They call me Jane here." Sa
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SebastianI pace the length of my office, my footsteps heavy against the polished floor. My jaw is clenched so tightly it hurts, but I don’t care. My thoughts are racing, each one more frantic than the last. "Find out where that video was taken," I bark at my assistant. My voice comes out sharper than I intended, but I don’t have the patience to care. She nods briskly, her eyes wide with urgency, and rushes out without another word. The door shuts behind her, leaving me and eric alone with the deafening silence and my pounding heart. Then, Eric’s voice explodes through the quiet, his phone pressed tightly to his ear. "She's alive, Dad!" His voice cracks with raw emotion. "She's alive!" I freeze. Eric lowers the phone slowly, his fingers trembling, and turns to face me. A wide grin stretches across his face, pure relief radiating from him like a beacon. For a moment, I just stare at him, the words echoing in my mind. She's alive. Relief crashes over me, so sudden and
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ElizabethThe room is dark, but I can still make out the shapes of the walls, the shadows pooling in the corners. This place feels like a prison, and I’ve been counting every second since I woke up here. The padded walls mock me, their softness hiding the cruelty of my situation. My legs feel restless, and my body wired with tension. I’ve been staying in my room, pretending to sleep, watching, waiting. They think I’ve given up. I haven’t. Dr. Maggie’s face flashes in my mind. That fake smile she gave me when she said the flyers were distributed. "Someone will call," she said with such conviction as if she cared. But I knew the truth when I saw the flyers crumpled in her bin. She lied to me. She doesn’t want me to leave. I can’t stay here anymore. I glance at the small pile of items I’ve managed to gather: Dr. Maggie’s stolen keycard, a long coat swiped from a visitor weeks ago. I’ve been planning this for a month, using every moment to map out routines, shifts, and patte
LOVE HIS ENEMY: My Husband's Downfall Chapter 63
SebastianIt’s been a month. Thirty days since the explosion that almost killed off the Alexanders. A month since Christopher lost his place at Bell Energies and I stepped into his shoes.Shoes that don’t fit and probably never will. All I have dreamt of for years was to get my revenge on Christopher, but I am not enjoying it.And yet, here I am, sitting at this goddamn desk, staring at reports and contracts, pretending like any of this matters. None of it does. Not without Elizabeth. Not without the woman pilling at my heartstrings. Not without our baby. I run a hand through my hair, leaning back in the chair that still reeks of Christopher’s cologne. The office feels suffocating, the air stale, and every corner a reminder of him. He’s too quiet these days, playing along like some obedient lapdog. But I know better. I know him. A cornered animal is the most dangerous kind. Whatever Christopher is planning, it’ll be calculated, brutal, and thorough. He’s not done. Not by a long sho
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ElizabethThe fire roars. The images still fresh in my mind. Even with my eyes open, the flames are still there, burning brighter and hotter than anything I’ve ever seen.The heat, the smoke choking me, the sheer helplessness… It’s all so vivid, so real, like it’s still happening.I blink rapidly, trying to push the memories away.My hands grip the edges of the blanket wrapped around me, knuckles white.Someone tried to kill me. Here. In this hospital. In this place I’m supposed to be safe.But I’m not safe.I sit in the sterile room with its pale walls and the faint scent of antiseptic, trying to make sense of everything. My head pounds with frustration.I don’t know who I am. I don’t know why someone would want to kill me. And worst of all, I don’t know where I belong.“Jane. Jane!”I look up at the sound of Dr. Maggie’s voice, startled. It takes me a moment to remember that’s what she calls me now. Jane. It feels foreign, like wearing someone else’s clothes.Dr. Maggie’s kind eyes
