Immune To The Billionaire's Toxic Regret

Chapter 5

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ce a low, demanding bark as he ordered his executive assistant, M. Shepp

rrying a heavy, dark-matte paper bag with a gold foil logo

sliver of space, he saw Kendal sitting on a worn vinyl sofa. Her head was tipped back ag

s massive frame blocked the flu

exhaustion vanished, replaced by a hard, defensive gla

plastic table. His voice cracked slightly as he begged her to eat, mentioni

. A cold, mocking laugh escaped her lips. She asked him wh

of the bag. Without a second of hesitation, she turned and

y bag hit the bottom of the plas

white. A flash of dark, violent hurt crossed his eyes, but he bit t

im to stop doing things that made her sick to h

nting her footsteps. He watched her swap her lab coat for a tan tr

keeping thirty feet between them. The air in the garag

ressed the button on her key fob. The headligh

a pillar, his eyes t

t in immediately. She leaned across the center

t inside the

onto the interior.

eat was a brightly colored

boy. It had absolutely

toy, his eyes dropped to her left

, a massive, perfectly cut diamond enga

hysical blade. The blade drove straight throu

tilt. He slammed his palm against the rough pillar to keep himsel

her pocket. The screen lit up her face. Elmore could see the not

of her face softened. The corners of her

filled his ears. His blood boiled with a toxic, consuming jealousy. He wanted to

protective look in her eyes eight years ago. If

e. Kendal backed out of the spac

the smell of her exhaust. He pulled his phone

, hollow sound from the bottom of hell. He ordere

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“Elmore Thomas rushed into the emergency room, clutching his feverish seven-year-old son, Buddy, tightly to his chest. When the privacy curtain was pulled back, the air in Elmore's lungs vanished. The attending physician standing under the harsh lights was his wife, Kendal-the woman everyone believed had burned to death eight years ago. But there was no tearful reunion. Kendal looked at him, and her eyes froze into impenetrable ice. She treated him like a biohazard, strictly referring to him as the family member. Worse, she didn't recognize Buddy. She comforted their crying son with the same gentle warmth she used to reserve for Elmore, completely unaware she was soothing the baby she thought had died. Days later, Elmore watched from the shadows as she picked up another boy outside a prep school, her left hand flashing a massive diamond engagement ring. When his butler accidentally recognized her, Kendal shielded her new stepson with pure disgust in her eyes. "Tell that psychopath to sign the divorce papers immediately. I have a new family now." The words 'new family' echoed in Elmore's skull, tearing him apart. For eight years, he had lived in a hell of guilt and madness, raising their son in the shadow of her ghost. How could she just erase their past? How could she give her tender smiles to a stranger and look at him with absolute revulsion? Standing in a luxury ballroom, Elmore squeezed his hand until his crystal champagne flute shattered, thick blood dripping onto the rug. The murderous obsession in his dark eyes returned as he called his lawyer. "Freeze her divorce application. Use every dirty trick in the book. She isn't leaving."”