Too Late, Mr. Howard: Watch Me Leave

“For three years, I was the perfect, obedient wife to billionaire Dylan Howard, burning my hands just to cook meals that suited his strict habits. But he let a helpless-acting intern named Ericka tear our marriage apart right under my nose. When my family's empire was suddenly liquidated and my father shot himself in his study, I realized it was all Dylan's trap to clear the "Mrs. Howard" title for his true love. At their wedding altar, I held a blade to Ericka's neck, demanding to know why my devotion was traded for my family's ruin. Instead of remorse, Dylan pointed a cold Glock right between my eyes. "You need to pay for your greed and jealousy." He pulled the trigger without hesitation, sending a bullet straight through my heart. As I bled out on the cathedral floor, Ericka dropped her frightened act and gave me a triumphant, mocking smile. My father was dead, my mother was driven mad, and my brother was run down in the street trying to save me. Until my last breath, I hated my own blind stupidity. Why did my three years of absolute submission end with my family's extermination? Opening my eyes again, I was back on our third wedding anniversary, holding a four-week pregnancy report. This time, I locked the lab results away to protect my unborn child, walked into my family's dining room, and slapped a no-fault divorce agreement right in front of Dylan's face.”