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Seven Years, Instant Regret

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 859    |    Released on: 10/07/2025

a blameless angel had never occurred to her. She pulled away

ave done nothing but support Liam. I'm the one who stays late with him, wor

I told you she would be like this. She can't stan

that was sharp and humorless

r. His silence was an agreement. He believed her. He believed that I, the woman who had sacr

nd unwanted, slic

baby I hadn't even known I was carrying. Liam was in another city, closing the deal that would make or break our comp

ild for his dream.

me inferior, completely oblivious to the price I

e. A cold, terrifying calm. The love I had for him, the stubborn, desperate lov

f-importance. "You don't deserve him. You've been holding him ba

s captivated. "She's so... passionate," he probably thought. "So stro

twisted them, using them as ammunition. He'd probably complained that I didn't want to attend as many networking events anymor

e thousand tiny betrayals that lead up to it. The shared con

he point? You can't reason with a man who h

right,

em stopped

continued, my voice eve

ped the broken vase. I thought of myself on my knees, begging this man to st

y coursing through me, "I think everyone here des

d of employees that had gathered, their fa

breath and I l

is Elara Vance. And for seven years, I was

ger at Chloe, w

colleague, has been sleeping with m

ough the lobby. Liam grabb

re, humiliated. So when you see them together, when you see him promoting her and praising

at Liam, my eyes

e dripping with venom. "I hope you have a beautiful life.

. I didn't look back. I didn't need to. I could feel the weight of their shock and his burning stare o

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“The picture arrived on my phone, a screenshot of a hotel booking for a presidential suite under my husband, Liam Thorne' s, name. My world didn' t shatter; it just went quiet. That night, Liam came home to a shattered house and a shattered wife. He didn' t ask what was wrong. Instead, when I desperately tried to connect, he grabbed my wrists and asked with tired disgust, "What's wrong with you? You're acting insane." His phone lit up with a call from "Chloe" -his assistant, his mistress. He pushed me away, stumbled over broken glass, and answered, soothing her with, "No, I'm home. Just... a small issue." He defended her from me, calling me hysterical. I blurted, "Let's get a divorce." To my horror, he instantly agreed, producing already-signed papers from his jacket. Tears streaming, I begged him to stay, grabbing his pants, but he looked down with impassive disgust. "It's too late for this," he said, dropping the divorce papers at my feet, dated three weeks prior. He chose her pride over our seven years, offering a settlement for my silence. You're nothing without me, Elara. You'll be crawling back within a month, begging me to take care of you. His words echoed as he walked out, leaving me amidst the ruins of our life. But a cold fury began to simmer. He wanted this easy? Not a chance.”
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