Too Late For Regret: My Ex-Husband's Downfall

Chapter 8

Word Count: 513 | Released on: 08/05/2026

It felt vast and cold, no longer a home bu

to his vanity-rows of bespoke suits and Italian shoes. Her side was a

looked out at her in the audience and said, "I owe all of my success to my wife, C

entire marriage had been a sta

eef & Arpels necklace for their first anniversary. A Patek Philippe watch for her thirtieth birthd

Each memory was now taint

every piece of jewelry, dropping t

the photo, she was beaming, her head resting on his shoulder. She l

in his desk drawer. She took a pair o

she

ks, her laptop. She left behind the designer handbags, the coutu

her engagement ring, and her wedding band. She walked to the safe in t

rs that had nothing to do with him. She added the vial of A

ter of the living room. The silence was

But for the first time in a

to her best frie

im. Can I stay w

tly. Sloane's voice was a wh

olette said, cutti

door, she paused and placed her key t

back. The elevator descended, carrying her away

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Too Late For Regret: My Ex-Husband's Downfall

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“Colette Bentley gripped her terminal leukemia diagnosis, her world shattering. Her only comfort was that her husband, Edwardo, was the country's foremost hematologist. But when she called him, desperate for a lifeline, she didn't hear his reassuring voice. Instead, she heard the playful voice of her own sister, Cleo. "Edwardo, hurry up. The water's getting cold..." As Colette stood outside an exclusive club hours later, collapsing in a pool of her own blood, Edwardo was busy pressing Cleo against his car and gifting her diamonds. He ignored Colette's emergency calls, coldly texting back that he was too busy to be bothered. When Colette miraculously secured a single, priceless vial of an experimental drug to save her own life, Edwardo broke into her private safe and stole it. He fed her life-saving medicine to his mistress to treat a minor symptom, smiling proudly as he claimed he knew Colette wanted to help. "I confirmed it was the VX-7 compound and gave it to Cleo. The effect was miraculous." He had completely erased her existence, casually sentencing his own wife to death to play the hero for the woman who ruined her marriage. How could a doctor who swore to save lives be so monstrous? But Colette wasn't going to die quietly in the shadows. She slapped the smug smile off his face, extorted a hundred-million-dollar divorce settlement, and walked into a rival research institute. This time, she chose to live for herself.”