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Too Late For Regret: My Ex-Wife's Empire

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 955    |    Released on: Today at 18:16

ng at a hotel, finalizing the legal details of my separatio

ith Alex. He seemed

of annoyance in his voice.

s," I replied coolly, walking

g uncomfortable. "I... I made some lu

ife, I would have been touched by the gesture, seen it as a sign of her in

I said, not bre

, I could hear them t

y," Alex whispered.

voice was low and soothing. "She's jus

k. When I walked back out, Graves was

Alex's birthday. We're having a small party here. You sho

ng. He wanted me to attend my replacement's birthday par

nd he had accused me of being petty and cruel. He had use

miled. A small

said. "I woul

to read. He thought my compliance was a sign of weakness,

ame fake smiles, the same whispers behind my back. I wore a simple black dress, a

happy birthday. People looked at me with a mixture of pity and admir

the keys to a brand-new, crimson red sports car. The crowd applauded. Alex sque

flicker of something-gui

you for coming, Kimberly," she said, her voice drippi

gift. I knew immediately what had happened. Graves had bought a gift a

from me, that this whole party was a sham. The scene was ugly. It ended with Graves

. "You're welcome, Alex.

ing paper, expecting another extravagant

med. A high, piercing shriek th

tled on a bed of si

box, stumbling backward into Gra

g a trembling finger at me. "Kimber

. Graves's face was a

this?" he snarled, holding t

g his gaze. "You're the one who bought

t he was trapped. He couldn't admit to our friends

voice low and dangerous. "Yo

en. "I'm the one who has been humiliated. But don

the chaos he had created. As I reached the door, I he

time. Go ahead

fe, had set in motion the hostile takeover. The one that led to my

and into the cool night air, a grim smile on my face. Le

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Too Late For Regret: My Ex-Wife's Empire
Too Late For Regret: My Ex-Wife's Empire
“A sharp pain pulled me from the darkness. I opened my eyes to see my husband, Graves, smiling as he introduced his new "intern," Alex. Her cheap handbag couldn't hide the dark hickey on her neck. Looking at them, the cold, sharp memory of my death flooded my mind. In my previous life, my protégé sold me out, and Graves watched coldly as our company crumbled, leading to my fatal heart attack. Back then, when he brought Alex home, I screamed and threw things, starting my long nightmare of humiliation. I endured her lavish birthday party in my own home, watching him gift her the exact sports car he said was "too extravagant" for me. I even miscarried our child due to the stress of his constant affairs. He held my hand in the hospital, swearing he would change. But he lied, eventually orchestrating a hostile takeover that literally killed me. I had built his entire empire from the ground up, acting as the brilliant strategist behind the curtain. I couldn't understand how the man I loved could be such a ruthless monster, discarding me for a cheap mistress and stripping away everything I owned. The date on the nightstand confirmed it: I had traveled back in time to the exact day it all started. A strange calm washed over me. "Of course, the poor thing," I said evenly. "We should take care of her." Then, I pulled out the divorce papers. This time, I won't just walk away. I will become the ghost that tears his kingdom down.”