Unrequited love at school age

Abandoned Ex-Wife: Now Untouchable

Tao Yaoyao

My five-year-old daughter was dying in the ICU, her heartbeat replaced by the continuous, electronic scream of a flatline. I gripped her cold hand, my throat sealed shut by a terror so absolute I couldn't even cry out. I dialed my husband Grayson's private number, the one reserved only for me and his assistants. He declined the call instantly. A second later, a text buzzed against my palm: "In a meeting. Do not disturb. Stop calling." Five miles away, Grayson was at a luxury gala, adjusting his silk tie and laughing with Belle Escobar. He told her I was just being "dramatic" and using our daughter's "fever" as an excuse to avoid the event. He had no idea Effie's heart had already stopped. When I finally reached our penthouse, soaked from the rain and carrying Effie's small socks in a plastic bag, Grayson didn't even look at me. He snapped at me for ruining the hardwood floors and asked if I'd left Effie with the nanny just to "feel sorry for myself." Three days later, while I buried our daughter in a small, lonely ceremony, Grayson was at the Hamptons. Belle posted a photo of him golfing with the caption: "A mental health day with the boys." He didn't even attend the funeral, but he returned home demanding I clear out Effie's room to make a study for Belle's son. The injustice burned through me until there was nothing left. I swallowed a handful of sleeping pills, desperate to join my daughter. But instead of the darkness, I woke up to blinding lights and the scent of Grayson's expensive cologne. I was standing in a ballroom, wearing a blue silk dress I had already burned. Above me, a banner read: "Happy 5th Birthday Kaiden & Effie." I was back, exactly one year before the tragedy. This time, I wasn't going to be the grieving wife. I was going to be their worst nightmare.

Modern Parenting Ex-wife Drama

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The Alarm rings for the nth time but the hulk was still asleep. It's said that most of the billionaires are punctual but he's different.

Most of the billionaires are arrogant and they hardly smile but he's not like them. He is not the CEO but the COO of their company and he is happy with his position.

Maaz Naqvi, a happy and cheerful living soul.

"Mom, why didn't you wake me up?" He groaned and sat on his chair. "You're not a 5 years old kid that I'll wake you up every day. Grow up Maaz!" His mom semi yelled.

"Who disturbed your sleep again?" Maaz asked while applying jam on his toast. "Other than your dad who can disturb my peaceful beauty sleep" she rolled her eyes while his dad was smiling sheepishly.

"Note it, If I change then you'll yearn to see the old Maaz again," he said while sipping on his coffee. "Btw where is Mahir?," He asked about his elder brother, Mahir Naqvi.

"He left for office and now you too leave," his mom said in annoyance. Well, she didn't have a good sleep and that's why she is angry and annoyed. "Ok annoyed women I am leaving" he got up from his seat and his while his mother glared at him angrily.

Well, Mrs Naqvi is a sweet and caring person but sometimes she gets angry and rude when Mr Naqvi annoys her and disturbs her while she is sleeping.

Maaz enters the office and greets everybody with a smile. His smile vanishes when he reaches the 40th floor and stand in front of the CEO'S cabin. "Come in" comes a hoarse voice from the inside as he knocks on the door.

He enters the cabin with a sheepish smile "Good morning brooo" he stops smiling when he sees his brothers serious face.

"Good Afternoon, and it's sir for you "

Mahir replied with a stern look and Maaz stood there with a sheepish fake smile.

"Listen I don't have time for your shit, so just go to your cabin and check if everything is ready for the meeting," Mahir said being rude.

"Ok bro- I mean sir," he said and turned his back to Mahir "Maaz! I don't want to lose this deal so be careful" he yelled but Maaz ignored him and left his cabin.

"It's Sir for you", "I don't want to lose this deal" Maaz mimicked his brother's action. "CEO my foot! Before becoming the CEO you were my brother and you still are.

You always need to keep in mind that I am your brother and not your employee " Maaz started blabbering in front of Mahir's huge portrait which was hung on every wall of the office.

"Mr Riaz try to understand we worked hard for this deal" Mahir tried to convince his client who backed out just because of a single mistake.

"I am sorry to say Mr Naqvi but we don't want to sign any deal with you as we already saw how careless the employees and COO of your company are " Mahir gave Maaz a deadly glare and barged out of the room.

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