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My Ex-Husband is Out of Control CHAPTER 447
Emily’s POV“Emily, can you describe your relationship with Antoine?” The lawyer’s voice sliced through the tension in the courtroom like a knife.I swallowed hard, my heart pounding fast. I never imagined I would come back to France for a situation like this. I glanced at Antoine, seated a few feet away. He looked pale, both apprehension and resignation evident on his face. I felt a pang of sympathy, even as dread chewed at my insides. Tearing my eyes from Antoine, I scanned the audience. My sister Phoebe sat there in the center, her reassuring nod and warm smile giving me a sliver of comfort.“Um, we were... married for a time,” I said in almost a whisper. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me, judging, waiting. “We had our ups and downs, like any couple.”“Ups and downs?” The lawyer pressed, leaning forward. “Can you elaborate on that? For instance, how often do you fight? Remember, you’re under oath.”I hesitated, my thoughts swirling. “Uh, almost everyday. Just about little things
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Emily’s POVThe judge cleared his throat, and the courtroom fell into a heavy silence, every heartbeat reverberating like a drum in my ears. I leaned in closer, my breath catching as I waited for the final verdict. My heart raced, pounding in my chest like a caged bird desperate to escape.“After careful consideration of the evidence presented and the testimonies heard throughout this trial,” the judge began, his voice steady but resonating with gravity, “I find that the prosecution has not met the burden of proof required to establish the defendant's guilt beyond a reasonable doubt.”My heart felt as if it was being squeezed hard. I could feel the tears filling my eyes. “Therefore,” the judge continued, his tone shifting to a powerful crescendo, “I hereby declare Antoine Dupont not guilty of the charges against him. He is free to go.”A wave of disbelief swept over the courtroom, and for a moment, everything was still. Antoine’s face transformed, shock woven into every line of his f
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Emily’s POVThe doorbell rang, startling me from my thoughts. Antoine’s guilty verdict had hit hard, but deep down, I knew it was what had to happen. His crimes—his choices—were things he had to answer for, no matter how much he had changed recently. Taking a deep breath, I crossed the room and opened the door.Chris stood there, his familiar face filled with concern. I gasped in surprise. “Chris! You’re here,” I said in awe, wondering for a while if my mind was just playing tricks on me. Before I could say anything more, he stepped forward, wrapping me in his arms. The warmth of his embrace was immediate, and the tension in my body began to melt. I hadn’t realized just how much I needed this—needed him—until now.“Hey,” he murmured softly into my hair. “I’m sorry I couldn’t get here sooner.”I clung to him, my head resting against his chest as I tried to steady my breathing. “I’m just glad you’re here now,” I whispered. Chris pulled back slightly, just enough to look into my eyes.
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Sophia’s POV“Did you just say Roxy’s finally sleeping through the night?!” Elijah exclaimed from the living room, his voice filled with disbelief. I chuckled softly as I adjusted Jared on my hip, his chubby arms wrapping around me for support.“Yes! Can you believe it? We might actually get some rest!” I replied, feeling a wave of exhaustion sweep over me. Roxy was nestled in her crib, her tiny fingers twitching as she dreamt.Reese, our lively five-year-old, burst into the nursery with a toy in her hand. “I can help, Mommy! I can be the best big sister, even to Jared!” she announced proudly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.I smiled at her enthusiasm. “You already are the best big sister, sweetheart. Can you show Roxy her teddy bear?”Just as Reese started to wiggle into action, the door swung open, and Kayla burst in, her presence instantly brightening the room. “Sorry! The househelp let me in. I couldn’t wait any longer to see you!”I blinked, momentarily taken aback by how rad
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Chris’s POVI sprinted down the hallway, my heart pounding in sync with my footsteps. Reaching Phoebe's door, I pounded on it with urgency. “Phoebe! Open up!” Panic laced my voice, and I could hear her rustling around inside.“Hold on!” she called, her voice shaking. The wait felt like an eternity, but finally, the door creaked open. Phoebe stood there, her hair tousled and eyes wide with fear.“What happened?” I asked, my heart racing, but I was really glad to see her looking unharmed. “I... I was having a nightmare,” she stammered, and my worry began to ease.“Just a nightmare?” I repeated, needing to hear it again.“Yes,” she nodded vigorously, color slowly returning to her cheeks. “I thought something was coming for me!”I felt relieved, but I still held her shoulders firmly. “You’re okay now,” I reassured her, my grip softening.Just then, Emily rushed toward us, looking quite anxious. She swept Phoebe into her arms, hugging her tightly. “Oh, thank God you’re okay!” Emily exclai
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Chris’s POVFor a split second, I stood frozen, trying to make sense of it. She had just been there, smiling at me, waving, the candlelight dancing in her eyes. But now… nothing.A cold chill ran down my spine as I quickly scanned the surrounding area. People were walking by, casually enjoying their evening. No one seemed alarmed, no one seemed to have noticed anything unusual.“Emily?” I called out, taking a few steps toward the table while scanning the area. I tried to stay calm, telling myself she’d maybe gone inside the café or taken a quick bathroom break. But something in the air felt wrong. Off.I hurried toward the entrance of the café, peeking inside. “Emily?” I called again, louder this time. Heads turned in my direction, but none of them were hers.I moved quickly through the café, checking each corner, each table, hoping to see her, but Emily was nowhere in sight. The soft murmur of conversations around me felt muffled as panic crept in. Where could she have gone?“Emily?
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Sophia’s POVI sat at the sleek conference table, my hands folded in front of me as Morgana rattled off yet another list of revisions. Another set of changes. My team had already poured months of work into this project, offering every possible option and angle, yet nothing ever seemed to satisfy her.The words blurred together as I struggled to remain composed. I had rehearsed this in my head so many times, the polite but firm boundary I’d been meaning to set. Today was the day I would finally say it.Morgana’s voice droned on, "...and I was thinking we should rework the lighting concept again, make it warmer, no, wait—cooler—but not too cold, just a hint of warmth—"I cleared my throat softly, interrupting her for the first time. “Morgana,” I said, keeping my tone even. “I understand you want this to be perfect. But we’ve already provided you with countless options. If we keep making changes like this, we’ll never get to the implementation stage, and the restaurant won’t open in tim
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