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Chapter 77: Fallen Titan
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The injunction came faster than we expected.By sunrise, court orders were in motion, and Richard’s lawyers — a small army of them — filed enough paperwork to drown us twice over. They were demanding retractions, apologies, gag orders. They threatened to freeze all of Callum’s remaining assets and sue me personally for “libel and intentional infliction of emotional distress.”It was brutal. It was overwhelming.And it was exactly what we had planned for."We need to counter," Will said, his voice hard as granite. He tossed a stack of papers onto the kitchen table where Callum and I sat, barely holding it together. "We knew he'd react like this. Now we make sure it buries him."“How?” I asked, my voice hoarse.Will leaned in. "By making sure the truth is bigger than the lie."Callum’s hand found mine under the table, squeezing tightly. I knew what that squeeze meant — Are you ready for this?I squeezed back. Always.We couldn't stay at the cabin anymore. Will said it was too dangerous
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“Maybe he's just messing with me,” I murmur under my breath, the words barely leaving my cracked voice.Even as I say it, I can tell how ridiculous it sounds. But the idea lingers in my mind—what if this is all just some kind of prank? What if he’s hiding somewhere, laughing at how worked up he’s got me?I try calling him, my hands unsteady as I press the phone to my ear. No response. I dial again. Silence. My stomach churns. I leave a message, my voice trembling with emotion. “Callum, please, where are you? Please just pick up. This isn’t funny anymore.”I end the call, struggling to catch my breath. My hands are clammy, and my mind is racing, filled with questions. If this is some twisted joke, why hasn’t he just texted me? Why hasn’t he called to let me know it’s all a prank, to calm me down? But there’s nothing. Just silence from the person who once meant everything to me.I can't just sit around and wait. I can't. I need answers.Without thinking, I grab my purse and storm out th
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I can barely process the words on the screen, the image of Callum standing next to Emelia, both of them glowing with happiness, the life I thought was mine now a cruel mockery of what I had once hoped for. The tears start to fall again, slow and heavy, each one a reminder of how completely I was deceived, of how utterly meaningless my love for him was. I hear my mother’s voice, sharp and protective, cutting through the haze of my disbelief. “Look at him! Look at how he’s throwing you away, just like that,” she hisses, barely able to contain the fury in her voice. I don’t respond. I can’t. My throat feels tight, as if every word I might speak would be a betrayal of the reality I can no longer deny. With a sharp exhale, my mother crosses the room and sits beside me, her presence warm despite the storm of emotions she’s holding back. I know she’s angry, but I also know she’s heartbroken for me. “Listen to me,” she says gently but firmly, wrapping her arms around me. "I don’
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His name felt like poison on my tongue. Callum.My words hung in the air, heavy with pain and fury. Lia’s eyes widened in shock, but before she could react, I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head as I wiped the angry tears from my eyes."Not literally," I muttered, my voice raw. "But he might as well be. He left me, Lia. Like I was nothing. And now—" I gestured toward the canteen’s television, where Callum’s engagement announcement flashed across the screen. "Now he’s with her. And I’m here, struggling to keep Ryan alive."Lia reached across the table, taking my shaking hands. "You don’t have to do this alone. We’ll figure it out. Callum doesn’t deserve a single one of your tears. Right now, Ryan is what matters."I swallowed hard and nodded, pushing back the storm inside me. Taking a shaky breath, I reminded myself that Lia was right.Gathering my composure, I stood. "Let’s go. Ryan needs me."As we walked back to his hospital room, I pushed open the door but froze before stepping
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The name Emilia Rhodes sliced through Athena’s resolve like a blade."No." The word left her lips before she could stop it. "I won’t work for them. Not now, not ever. Over my dead body."Lia flinched at the venom in Athena’s voice. "Athena, I know this is personal, but—""Personal?" Athena let out a bitter laugh. "She stole the man I loved. Humiliated me. And now you want me to work under her? I’d rather starve."Before Lia could respond, Ryan’s doctor approached, his face grim. "Ms. Vega, we need to talk."Athena’s stomach churned."Ryan’s condition remains critical. He’ll need continuous treatment for the next several months. Any delay could be dangerous." He handed her a prescription. "This medication is crucial, but it’s costly. Five thousand dollars."Athena stared at the paper in her hand, her mind spinning. Five thousand dollars—an entire month’s salary at her current job. Her hands trembled as she walked to the hospital pharmacy, Lia by her side. When the pharmacist confirmed
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My Ex, the Widowed Billionaire Chapter 78: Injunction
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My Ex, the Widowed Billionaire Chapter 77: Fallen Titan
The emergency injunction arrived the next morning, delivered by a courier who didn’t bother to hide his discomfort when he handed it over. Will took the thick envelope from him without a word and shut the door firmly.We gathered around the kitchen table, the injunction spread between us like a bomb no one wanted to touch.“They’re accusing you of deliberately leaking confidential information,” Will said grimly, flipping through the dense legal jargon. “And slander, emotional damages, conspiracy—Jesus, they're throwing the whole arsenal at you.”I clenched my fists in my lap. “But we told the truth.”Will met my eyes. “That doesn’t always matter.”Callum leaned forward, his gaze razor-sharp. “How bad is it?”Will hesitated. “Bad. Richard’s aiming to bleed you dry with legal fees alone. Tie you up in court for years if he can’t crush you outright.”I looked at Callum, searching for fear in his expression. I found none. Only a burning, relentless focus.“We expected this,” he said. “Let
My Ex, the Widowed Billionaire Chapter 76: Report
The police officer stood in the living room, boots leaving wet prints across the hardwood floor, examining the broken glass and the threatening note like it was just another Tuesday.“We’ll file a report,” she said, slipping the evidence into a plastic bag. “But off the record?” She looked between me and Callum. “You should seriously consider leaving town for a bit. Maybe somewhere quiet.”Callum crossed his arms over his chest. “If we run, he wins.”The officer gave a small, tired shrug. “Depends on whether you value pride over breathing easy.”After she left, the house felt different — heavier, smaller. Even with the glass swept up, even with the windows boarded over, the air was poisoned.“Come with me,” Callum said suddenly.I looked up from the couch where I sat, wrapped in a blanket that didn’t quite stop the shivering.“Where?”“Somewhere he can’t touch us. At least for a while.”He was serious. It wasn’t fear in his eyes — it was calculation. A man who knew he was still standi
My Ex, the Widowed Billionaire Chapter 75: Public scandal
The next morning, I woke to the vibration of my phone against the nightstand. Not a message this time—a call. Unknown number.I hesitated.Then answered.“Hello?”A pause, and then: “You really told him no?”Callum.His voice was rough, low, and there was something brittle beneath it.“You talked to him,” I said.“Of course I did,” he said. “He didn’t mention the twenty million.”“I figured he wouldn’t.”Silence stretched.“He had no right,” I said, voice cracking just a little. “To do what he did. To offer that. To talk about Emilia like she—”“He’s desperate,” Callum cut in. “That’s what this is. A final swing. But it’s not about you or me. It’s about guilt. His, mine…”I closed my eyes. “And hers.”“I loved her, you know,” he said softly. “Just… not the way I should have.”“I know.”“I told her about you. Before we got married. She said she didn’t care. That she’d rather have part of me than none of me at all.”Tears pricked the back of my throat.“She wasn’t wrong,” I whispered. “
My Ex, the Widowed Billionaire Chapter 74: Richard Rhodes
The sky outside the kitchen window was a dull, overcast gray—clouds sagging like they carried secrets too heavy to keep. I stood by the sink, phone in hand, staring at the message I’d read over and over again.“I need to speak with you. Today. In person. – Richard Rhodes.”The name alone sent a knot curling in my stomach. Richard Rhodes—father of the late Emilia Rhodes, ruthless tycoon of Rhodes Industries, and the man who made sure I lost my job the moment my relationship with Callum went public. He’d always been a shadow in the distance. Now he was calling me into the light.I didn’t tell Mom or Ryan about the message. My mother was folding laundry in the living room, humming an old tune under her breath. My brother Ryan was sprawled on the couch, eyes glued to his phone, earbuds in. Peaceful. Ordinary.I didn’t want to worry them. Not when things were already tight. I’d been unemployed for weeks. The severance package had been insulting, and my name had been quietly dragged through
My Ex, the Widowed Billionaire Chapter 73: It was over
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My Ex, the Widowed Billionaire Chapter 72: Real love
It was a Tuesday when I realized Daniel hadn’t stopped—he had simply changed tactics.The gifts started small. A bouquet of roses on the hood of my car, no card. A song request on the local radio station—our old song, of course—dedicated to “the one who got away.” A flash drive in the mail containing nothing but footage of us from years ago. Silent videos. Muted laughter. Kisses preserved in pixels like relics from a war only one of us was still fighting.He wanted me to remember, but all he did was remind me why I left.The police were sympathetic, but careful. “Until he breaks the order, we can’t make a move,” they said. But Callum’s friend, Miles, was less restrained.“He’s escalating again,” Miles told me one night over coffee and code. “You’re his fixation. He doesn’t care if he gets caught—he just wants you to see him.”“And if I won’t?” I asked, already knowing.Miles leaned back, lips tight. “Then he’ll try to make you.”—It was the podcast that changed everything.I hadn’t p
My Ex, the Widowed Billionaire Chapter 71: Crossing the line
The first time I found the photo, I thought it was a mistake.It was tucked into my coat pocket—an old picture of me and Daniel at his sister’s wedding. My dress was too tight, his tie was crooked, and we were laughing like the world didn’t know how to hurt us yet. I hadn’t seen that picture in years. I didn’t even remember it being taken.But Daniel did.He was making a point. This wasn’t about nostalgia.It was about control.I burned the photo in the sink that night. Watched the edges curl and blacken like the past finally giving up.Callum stood behind me, silent, his hand resting at the small of my back.“He’s crossing lines,” he said.“I know.”“We should call someone.”I turned. “What would we even say? ‘My ex is acting weird and persistent’?”Callum’s jaw clenched. “He’s not just being persistent. He’s stalking.”I exhaled shakily. “Then we gather proof. We do it smart. He wants a reaction. I won’t give him one.”But I felt it. That old, familiar fear, creeping in like a draft
