All Chapters of My Ex-Husband is Out of Control: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

Emily’s POV“This is unbelievable,” I whispered. “Totally amazing.” I stood in the middle of my new studio, taking in the sight with a mixture of disbelief and awe. The room was a dream come true: walls lined with racks of my designs, elegant displays showcasing my latest creations, and a bustling back room filled with sewing machines and all the tools of my trade. Kayla and Sophia flanked me, their faces lit up with joy. I couldn’t help but smile as I looked around, letting the reality of it all sink in. This space was mine—my own boutique and studio. It was a testament to all my hard work, sleepless nights, and an endless drive to succeed. This is for you, Mom and Dad, I said in silence. I know you’re always watching over me. Thank you for teaching me never to give up. Kayla nudged me playfully, her eyes twinkling. “So, does this mean you’re really going to resign from Raven Media, huh?”I laughed. “Yes, it does. It’s time for a new chapter. But I’ll always be grateful to you, K

Elijah’s POV“Emily, we need to get you to a hospital now!” I said, my voice urgent.Emily’s eyes were wide with fear, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “No… no, not now. Please, I can’t…”Sophia’s face was pale with worry. “Elijah, what do we do?”I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm despite the overwhelming panic. “We need to get Emily medical help immediately. I’ll call for an ambulance right now.”As I fumbled with my phone, trying to dial emergency services, I could see Emily’s fear and desperation. Kayla held her tightly, whispering reassurances as tears streamed down her face.“Stay with me, Emily. We’re going to get you through this,” I said. “You’re going to be okay. We’re all here for you.”The wail of the approaching sirens was a welcome sound amid the chaos. As the ambulance arrived, I watched Kayla climb in with Emily, her face a mask of determination as she stayed by her side.Sophia and I followed closely behind, making our way to the hospital. When we arrived the

Emily’s POVI sat there, overwhelmed by guilt and self-reproach. I should have never let Antoine into our lives. If only I had been more careful, maybe none of this would have happened. The weight of responsibility felt crushing, and I couldn’t escape the blame that was gnawing at me.Sophia, seeing my distress, reached out and gently placed her hand on mine. “It’s not your fault, Emily. None of this is your doing,” she said softly, her voice full of empathy.Her words did little to ease the guilt that clung to me. Sophia had been nothing but kind to me since the day we met, and now she was dealing with this nightmare because of me. The silence that followed was heavy and laden with unspoken fears and regrets.Eventually, I knew I needed to explain, to offer some semblance of understanding. Taking a deep breath, I began to recount my story.“I met Antoine at a party,” I started, my voice slightly quivering. “I was working part-time as a waitress while in college. It was supposed to be

Sophia’s POVI can’t lose you, Elijah. Please…My heart pounded in my chest, and I felt like the world was closing in on me. “I’m so sorry to have to tell you this,” the doctor began, his voice grave. “Mr. Sinclair’s injuries are quite severe. He’s sustained multiple fractures and internal bleeding. We’re doing everything we can to stabilize him, but it will be a long road to recovery.”My breath caught in my throat, and I felt tears sting my eyes. The thought of Elijah suffering, of him being so close to losing his life, was unbearable.But then, the doctor’s tone softened slightly. “However, I want to assure you that he is currently safe and stable. We’ve managed to control the immediate threats to his life, and he’s in capable hands. We’ll keep monitoring him closely and provide you with updates as we know more. His condition is critical, but we are optimistic about his recovery.”Relief mingled with my fear, and I clung to the doctor’s words. At least he was safe now, even if the

Emily’s POVAntoine’s grin widened as our eyes met. “Emily,” he said smoothly, his tone both mocking and familiar. “I hear you’re quite the busy lady today.”I forced a tight smile, trying to appear calm. But inside, I was screaming with fear and dread. “Antoine. What a surprise.”He sauntered into the room, his gaze sweeping over the chaos of the busy studio. “I need a fitting for a very special suit, and I was told only you could handle it.”I glanced around, hoping someone would intervene, but the staff seemed absorbed in their tasks. “What kind of suit?” I asked, going along with his act because there were customers around. Antoine’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “A suit that I could wear when I return to France with my ex-wife, who’s going to be coming back with me.” Then he lowered his voice before adding, “Whether she likes it or not.”I gasped. Panic clenched my heart and fear spread throughout my limbs. I need to get out of here, escape from him as fast as I can. My eyes dar