The Presumed Dead Ex-Wife's Spectacular Comeback

Chapter 2

Word Count: 656 | Released on: 20/04/2026

the NYPD 19th Precinct buzzed like a dying insect.

ajor Crimes unit slid three glossy

artin was crumpled like a soda can. Dark blood smea

dnight last night, Mrs. Ware?" The de

h, the heavy iron door of the interr

owed closely by the Chief Leg

r briefcase and pulled out a thick stack of papers. He

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th a warning in his eyes. He pulled a Montblanc fount

t," Jul

probation," the lawyer stated in a flat, roboti

document. A bitter, self-depre

stead, she reached into the

osture relaxing. He thought she was reaching for

d out a crumple

down on top o

rectly into the detective's eyes, her voice steady and loud. "At exactly ele

ely picked up the radio on his belt and barked

e muscles in his jaw ticked furiously.

yer stammered, trying to snatch the receipt

lently against the concrete floor. She placed b

ut two more documents. She had printed th

e documents directl

d onto the floor. The bold black letters at th

d silent. The buzzing of the li

r his expensive shoes. His pupils co

Annabelle," Julian hissed through clenched

nnabelle said. Her voice was a flatline.

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ere emotional distress and requires an immediate recess," the lawyer stated smoothly, sliding a medical exemption form o

tepped back, gesturing coldly to

e isolated, unmonitored section of the cold hallway. Then, he snapped. He lunged forw

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“On the night of her seventh wedding anniversary, Annabelle waited by a cold dinner, only for her husband Julian to kick the doors open, carrying his bleeding sister-in-law, Jocelyne. Jocelyne had committed a horrific drunk driving hit-and-run, and Julian demanded Annabelle sign a plea deal and go to prison to protect the family's stock prices. What truly broke Annabelle wasn't Julian's ruthless betrayal, but her own twin sons. Her own flesh and blood stood fiercely in front of Jocelyne to protect her. "Nobody even likes you anyway, Mother. If you go to jail, everything stays normal." Julian stripped her of every cent, locked her in a remote estate, and chased her to the edge of a cliff with his bodyguards when she refused to be their scapegoat. Looking at the man she had loved for seven years and the children she had devoted her life to, her heart turned to ice. Why was her endless sacrifice rewarded with being a disposable shield for a manipulative liar? Standing on the jagged cliffs, she played the dashcam audio proving Jocelyne's guilt to a suddenly horrified Julian. "You don't deserve the truth." Then, she stepped backward off the cliff into the raging black ocean. Two years later, she returned to the city as an untouchable, powerful elite, walking right past a broken, miserable Julian without a second glance.”