“I don’t want to talk about Max,” I said, my voice sharp. “Not with you, not with anyone. I’m done with him.” Marco raised an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by the sudden change in my tone. He knew me better than most, knew that I hid my pain behind a mask of composure. But now, he could hear the raw
Eva’s Point of View The sound of the car’s tires crunching against the gravel driveway felt louder than usual, almost as if it were mocking me. Each turn of the wheels seemed to echo in the silence, amplifying the tension that had built up inside me over the years. I had been here countless times b
Chapter 122: Eva’s Point of View The grip on Emily’s wrist was firm, unyielding, and for a moment, I thought she might lash out, but the hand holding her was not mine. I turned, my breath catching in my throat, to find none other than my father standing behind her. His tall, imposing figure block
Chapter 123: Sara’s Point of View The door to my room slammed shut, rattling the windows. My chest heaved with anger as I paced back and forth, the events of the day replaying in my mind like a cruel joke. My father’s words, his cold dismissal of me and my mother, cut deeper than I wanted to admi
Chapter 124: Max’s Point of View I stood outside Eva’s office once again, the bouquet of her favorite flowers trembling slightly in my hand. The vibrant colors of the lilies and roses seemed to mock the turmoil in my chest. I had spent hours rehearsing what I would say, but now, standing here, th
Chapter 125: Max’s Point of View Josh’s words hit like a slap across the face. “You lost the right to call her your wife the moment you maltreated her and sent her to jail,” he said, his voice steady and firm. His eyes burned with disdain, and his stance screamed defiance. I clenched my fists a
Eva let out a sharp breath, her hands gripping the edge of her desk. “Enough,” she said, her voice cutting through the tension like a knife. Josh and I both turned to her, but her eyes were locked on me. “Max, I don’t know what you think you’re doing here, but it’s too late. Whatever you’re trying
CHAPTER 126 MAX POINT OF VIEW The soft knock on my office door barely registered as I sat at my desk, staring blankly at the files spread before me. My mind wasn’t on the contracts or the numbers; it was on Eva. It always was. Her words, her anger, her pain they were etched into my brain, a relen
"To new beginnings," I whispered to my reflection, watching my smile grow wider in the darkened glass. "And to sweet, sweet revenge." The ice in my glass had melted, diluting the expensive whiskey, but I hardly noticed. In my mind, I was already rehearsing my performance at the bank, imagining Eva'
Chapter 155 Emily's Point of View The ice clinked in my glass as I swirled the amber liquid, a satisfied smile playing on my lips. The news of Williams' death still felt surreal, like a dream I might wake up from at any moment. But it wasn't a dream. We had finally succeeded. The private room at
"I..." My voice cracked. "Grandmother, Dad is..." "I know, my darling," she said, her own voice thick with emotion. "It's all over the news. Oh, my sweet girl I'm so sorry." In the background, I could hear the children playing, their innocent laughter a stark contrast to the heaviness in my heart.
"How dare you?" I seethed. "How DARE you try to blame me for this? Ever since you two came into our lives, everything has fallen apart!" Sara flinched, but I wasn't finished. The words poured out like a flood. "You manipulated him, turned him against me, his own daughter! You played the perfect fa
I nodded weakly, allowing him to guide me to his car. As he opened the passenger door for me, I caught sight of Sara and her mother leaving the hospital. Josh must have seen them too, because his arm tightened protectively around my shoulders. "Don't even think about it," he warned them quietly as
I stumbled to a nearby bench, my legs finally giving out. The reality of what had just happened crashed over me in waves. My father was dead. The last connection to my childhood, my past, was gone forever. And his last days had been filled with conflict and stress because of those women... because o
Chapter 154 Eva's Point of View The harsh fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor made my head throb as I paced back and forth. Sara and her mother sat rigid in the waiting area chairs, their faces drawn with worry. None of us spoke. The tension in the air was suffocating. When Dr. Matthews h
Chapter 153 Max’s Point of View I sat behind my desk, staring blankly at the stack of documents in front of me. My mind wasn’t on the reports or the contracts. It hadn’t been for weeks. I rubbed my temples, trying to push back the headache that had been building all day. Sleep had become a rare l
The steady beeping of the heart monitor was his only response, each sound both reassuring and maddeningly empty. "I don't know what to do anymore," I admitted, my voice trembling. "Sara hates me. She blames me for everything, and I don't even know how to begin fixing it. And now this... this accide