The Divorced Psychic's Spectacular Comeback

Chapter 4

Word Count: 725 | Released on: 21/04/2026

She stood on the curb with Sloane, wa

ps slapped against the

urned h

is eyes were bloodshot. He held the h

tt screamed, spit fl

le high above his head and swu

ked and cove

didn't

eft foot. She tilted her upper body just enough. The bottl

d behind his ankle. Jett lost his footing entirely. He tripped over his own feet, his arms flailing wildly as he crashe

the concrete, spraying glass and alcohol everywhere. He folded in half like a piece of paper,

club just in time to s

e stared at Elena, his brain una

ared, running over to Jett.

pulled out a tissue. She wiped the

Elena said, her voice completely

ew yelled, pulling out his pho

ingle finger up a

them. But if the police show up, I'll make sure they look i

t the camera, then down at Jett, who was still gr

loane's black Pors

r and opened the

t the top of the door, stopping her from getting in. He stared a

dark, cold, and entirely empty of

t Andrew's ches

Andrew warned through gritt

at nine,"

ad. A faint, greyish sha

to something eerie and serious. "Stay away fr

of disbelief. "Save your cheap

r. She slid into the leather seat and

e roared, leaving Andrew standing on

ne hit the steering

e yelled. "Did you see his f

the city lights blur past the window. Her chest felt light. T

tacts. With a few quick taps, she blocked An

ed her en

ts of the Porsche disappear. His heart beat too fas

the club. She reached

led his arm away, takin

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The Divorced Psychic's Spectacular Comeback

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“For two years, Elena played the role of the perfect, submissive wife to her wealthy husband, Andrew Macdonald, quietly swallowing the daily insults of his elite circle to appease his family. But using her hidden divination skills, she tracked his GPS to a dirty nightclub terrace and caught him tightly holding a fragile, crying woman, calling Elena a disposable "Appalachian hillbilly." "The lawyers are drafting the divorce papers. Next week, she'll be out of New York for good." Hearing Andrew promise this gently to his cheating partner, Elena stepped into the dim light, only to be met with nasty mockery from his arrogant friends, while the mistress shrank back and pretended to be an innocent victim. Andrew glared at Elena with deep annoyance, aggressively demanding she stop embarrassing him in public and go back to the countryside, fully expecting her to break down, cry, and beg him to save their marriage. Two years of cooking his meals, ironing his shirts, and enduring his family's cruel abuse were nothing but a sick joke to him, completely blind to the terrifying, ancient power she actually wielded. Instead of shedding a single tear, Elena mercilessly exposed their darkest medical and financial secrets, signed the divorce papers without taking a single dime, and stepped into her new life as the untouchable master she truly was.”