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Chapter 53: Shadows in the Morning Light
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Flora awoke slowly, the sterile white light of the hospital room filtering through her heavy eyelids. Her head throbbed with a dull, persistent pain, and as she tried to lift her arm, she winced at the sharp sting that followed. The beeping of the heart monitor beside her was oddly comforting, a reminder that she was still alive. The last thing she remembered was the cold pavement rushing up to meet her and the sharp, agonizing pain as something hard struck the side of her head.She blinked a few times, trying to clear the fog from her mind, and her gaze fell on the figure slouched in the chair next to her bed. Damien was there, looking utterly disheveled and more worried than she had ever seen him. He was on the phone, speaking in hushed tones, his usually impeccable suit crumpled and his hair tousled as if he had run his hands through it a hundred times in frustration.Flora took a moment to simply observe him. The hard lines of his face, usually so composed and confident,
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The sterile scent of disinfectant filled the air as Flora drifted in and out of sleep, a constant reminder of where she was. The doctor's orders echoed in her ears: rest. Yet, even rest felt like a chore, her body heavy and sluggish. A dull ache throbbed beneath the bandages wrapped around her head, a never ending reminder of the attack.As she rested in her hospital bed, the sterile white walls seemed to close in on her. The room was neat and functional, devoid of any personal touches, with medical equipment humming softly in the background. The faint fluorescent lights above cast a harsh, cold glow, adding to the clinical atmosphere. The only signs of life in the room were the small vase of flowers on the windowsill that Eva had brought, their bright colors starkly contrasting the otherwise drab surroundings.Eva and Damien had just left after the doctor insisted that Flora needed to rest to aid her recovery. They had reluctantly agreed, their concern for Flora evident in
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Her thoughts drifted back to the attack, the masked figure who had come out of nowhere and struck her down with such brutal force. The memory was hazy, fragmented by the concussion and the trauma, but the fear she felt in that moment was still sharp and raw. She wondered who could hate her enough to send someone to attack her, who could be so desperate to intimidate her into submission.As Flora reached the end of the corridor, she found a small lounge area with a few chairs and a large window that overlooked the quiet city streets below. The moonlight cast a gentle glow over the room, softening the harsh lines of the hospital furniture. She sank into a well worn sofa, gazing out at the world beyond the glass, trying to find some sense of calm in the chaos that had become her life. Flora closed her eyes and took a deep breath, letting the coolness wash over her. She needed to think, to plan her next move. The threats had become too real, too immediate to ignore. She had to
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Catarina, with a practiced flick of her wrist, meticulously snipped away at a stray brunette strand that dared to defy the rest of Flora's hair. The rhythmic snip-snip of the scissors was the soundtrack to their conversation, a comfortable murmur that provided a welcome distraction from the dullness of the hospital.Flora sat in a chair by the window, her gaze fixed on the city skyline beyond the glass. Catarina stood behind her, carefully evening out the short cut of Flora's hair. Each snip was precise, and Catarina’s concentration was evident in the furrow of her brow. The antiseptic scent that permeated the air, usually a source of anxiety for Flora, was momentarily forgotten as they reminisced about Flora's years with Henry."How does it look now, Miss Flora?" Catarina asked, stepping back to examine her handiwork. The uneven patches of hair that had bothered Flora were now smoothed into a more presentable style, and the short cut framed her face in a way that was both
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The CEO's Ex-Wife Gets Revenge Author's Note
Hello everyone, Ena here! Phew, this has been quite a journey. I can hardly believe that we've reached the end of this story together. What started as a simple idea has grown into something so much more, and that’s all thanks to you readers and your support. Thank you for sticking with me and I'm grateful to every single one of you. Though we’re closing this chapter, I hope this isn’t goodbye. I have more stories to tell, and I’d love to share them with you. I'll be back soon with an even better book. Until next time 💛 All my love, Ena Starr.
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Flora’s breath caught in her throat, but she held her composure, her hands clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white. She cast a glance across the courtroom and met Alice’s eyes. There was no fire in them, no anger or hatred. Only resignation. This was her fate, sealed and unchangeable. Alice would spend the rest of her life in jail. There would be no escape, no return to the life she once knew. She would die there, alone. The judge then turned her attention to Janice, who sat trembling in her seat. “As for Janice Holden,” the judge said, her tone unwavering, “for the charge of conspiracy to commit murder, and for the misuse of her professional authority as a nurse, resulting in the death of Vera Wicks, this court finds the defendant guilty.” Janice sobbed openly as the judge delivered her sentence: twenty-five years to life, with the possibility of parole only after serving the minimum term. But even with parole, Janice would never fully escape her crimes.
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A chill ran down her spine, and she stammered out the first question that came to mind. “Olivia…are you—”Before she could finish, Olivia let out a bitter laugh, the sound filled with a weight of sorrow and exhaustion. It wasn’t a happy laugh, but one of disbelief at her own situation.“Yes, I’m pregnant,” Olivia confirmed softly, cutting off Flora’s stumbling attempt to find the right words. She rubbed her palm lightly over her stomach as if to comfort herself more than anything else. “And before you ask, it’s Cyprus’s.”Flora’s breath caught in her throat. Cyprus. Of course it was his. Her mind flew to that one disastrous night that Olivia had had with the arrogant vice president of Defendwise Ventures.“Olivia…” Flora whispered, her voice thick with disbelief. “What are you going to do?”The question hung in the air like a fragile thread, and for a moment, Olivia seemed lost, her gaze fixed on some distant point beyond the supermarket, beyond the immediate rea
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Olivia’s face was puffy, her eyes rimmed red and swollen from crying. She looked utterly devastated, her usual composed demeanor shattered. Her bottom lip quivered as she attempted a smile, but it was weak, trembling at the edges. "Flora," Olivia whispered, her voice cracking. Flora stepped forward, unsure whether to close the distance between them or keep some space. She could see the exhaustion written across Olivia’s features, the turmoil swirling behind her eyes. For a moment, neither of them spoke, the weight of what had brought them here pressing down on both of them. Olivia broke the silence first, her voice barely above a whisper. “I—I didn’t know.” She choked on the words, shaking her head as fresh tears welled in her eyes. “I didn’t know what my mother was capable of. I swear to you, Flora, I didn’t know any of it.” Flora stood still, absorbing Olivia’s words. She wanted to believe her. Desperately. But the betrayal of the past day,
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The buzzing of Flora’s phone startled her out of her thoughts. It was Olivia. The message read:“Can you meet me in thirty minutes? There's a small 24-hour supermarket called "Pinegrove Market" not far from the estate. I’ll be there. Please, Flora, I really need to talk.”Flora’s pulse quickened as she read the message. Thirty minutes? She glanced at the clock. It was late, and while her body still ached with exhaustion, the urgency in Olivia’s words cut through any hesitation. Something in her gut told her this couldn’t wait. Without overthinking it, she typed a quick reply:“I’ll be there.”She stood up from the couch, assessing her loose pants and short-sleeved top. They would have to do for such an impromptu meeting. She padded quietly upstairs, not wanting to disturb the peaceful quiet of Damien’s home. He was fast asleep, one arm draped over his eyes, his breathing steady and calm. Flora felt a pang of guilt for slipping out, but she had to do this. Bending dow
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Just as the words left Eva’s mouth, the kitchen door opened, and Damien stepped inside. He looked at Flora, his gaze soft and warm, and without a word, he crossed the room and kissed her gently on the temple. “Eva’s already started drafting the court papers,” he said, finishing Eva’s sentence. His voice was calm, matter-of-fact, as though they were discussing something far less monumental.Flora blinked, still processing everything. “Has Alice made a move since we left the estate?” she asked, her voice quiet but steady.Damien shook his head. “No,” he replied. “I think she knows this is the end for her.”The weight of his words settled over the room, and for a moment, there was nothing but the soft sound of the stew bubbling on the stove and Whiskerton’s contented purring. Flora exhaled slowly, a mixture of relief and exhaustion washing over her.That night, after dinner had been cleared away and Catarina and Eva had gone off to bed, Flora sat alone on the couch in t
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Flora blinked, her eyes stinging with fresh tears. She knew who had orchestrated this—who had called Catarina and Eva, who had made sure that when Flora woke up, she wouldn’t be alone. It had to be Damien. He had seen how close she was to breaking, how much she needed the people around her now. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Flora looked between Catarina and Eva, her lips trembling with a bittersweet smile. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “Thank you for coming.” Catarina patted her cheek affectionately. “You’re stuck with us now,” she said with a soft almost motherly smile, before turning back to the stove to finish serving the stew. “Now, sit down and eat before you collapse. I made your favorite.” Flora’s stomach growled again in response, and she let out a soft laugh. Their presence, combined with the savory aroma of the stew, filled the room with a sense of comfort that Flora hadn’t realised she'd been craving .
