Chapter 8

Once I was sure Renee had finally taken her last breath, I gently placed my hand on my stomach.

"Sweetheart, Mommy has avenged you."

Oliver returned to the hospital that afternoon only to be greeted by her cold, lifeless body.

He cradled her corpse, weeping in regret and sorrow.

I shot him a cold glance before turning to leave.

As much as I despised Renee, her transformation into such a vile person was partly due to her husband's blind indulgence and lack of boundaries.

Just as I stepped out of the hospital, I ran into Brady, who was rushing in.

After a month of not seeing him, he looked haggard, with dark circles under his eyes and unshaven stubble marring his face.

When he saw me, his eyes lit up, and he immediately ran to embrace me. "Eloise, where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you."

I broke free from his embrace and reminded him, "We're getting a divorce."

Brady's expression fell instantly. "Eloise, you still won't forgive me? My mom is already gone…

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