Choosing The Assistant Over The Ruthless CEO
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pers thinking they were an
g me it was to secure assets for our unborn children. I tru
, I watched him announce his engage
gned. It wasn't a trust fund. It was
se and the stocks. And the box for "no
xt morning. I stared at a preg
ad just tricked me into a divorce and called
ld my life, Craig didn't let me go.
our marriage, delusional enough to believe we could
ld die in that
d through the wall,
barely noticed for five years,
wreckage, leaving Craig behind, I
aiting to sav
pte
sie
pers thinking they were an
hit the surface. I stood anchored in the center of the corporate ballroom, watching my husband, Craig, bask in
, a wet, rhythmic thunder e
boomed above the din. "Th
e years ago-wide and dazzling-but tonight, the warmth d
d the sacrifices. I remembered turning down the Chimera Project, the biggest software a
r, Dessie," Craig had whispered only an
nvestment papers," he'd called them. Essential for securing our
le line of fine print. Why would I? I t
s walked by. I recog
she murmured as she passed, her voice pitched l
" I replied, the
ouldn't decipher. Pity?
h the predatory grace of a shark in a tank of guppies. H
ad been painted onto her skin. I recognized her instantly: Cha
whispering some
a busine
lower back. It was a touch I knew inti
as if I were in an elev
them, my legs f
ra
action too quickly. His eyes darted
clipped. "I was just discussi
mall, cruel twisti
purred. "Somet
really, Crai
bow. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of
"I left them
m. "Go home, Dessie. I have more
his offi
the roar of a distant ocean. I saw the fold
d to know what inves
n. The words blurred and then s
ion of M
Divi
f Spousa
. The air in the ro
ture was there. The ink was still fr
ate was y
ny. I kept the car. He kept the
y. We didn't even have children, yet the b
. It had to b
I felt a laugh bubbling up in my
the eye, told me he loved me, and han
ce was slightly ajar
t?" It was Ch
said. He sounded bored. "She t
e," Chanel gigg
can announce the engagement n
age
e letters seemed to crawl
A notification from the comp
onal Director. Sources say a merger
ice of light from the hallway cut acro
ed like
wanted to stab the pape
s shook so violently that I dropped the pen. It rolled across th
nt out. I sat in the darkness, holding the