Under The Influence

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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Sophia's POV

I slightly groaned when I felt the bright sunlight fall on me. I twisted and turned in my bed for a few more minutes before I was finally up.

Bree , who was sitting just by the side of the bed started barking and wagging it's tail. I gently patted her hair.

Today I had a day off and was planning on lazing around . Maybe call my idiot bestfriends over and watch some movies with tubs of chocolate chip icecream.

With happy thoughts swimming in my mind , I went to do my morning routine before going downstairs for breakfast . It was my day off so I woke up late and Dad had already left for office.

"Good morning , Mom " I jogged off to my seat.

"Good morning sweetie" , my mom smiled and set down a plate of breakfast for me.

"I don't know if it's because I am too hungry or the pancakes are really so delicious but these taste amazing , mom." I stuffed my mouth with the pancakes after dipping it in chocolate sauce.

Shaking her head she just laughed.

We were talking about random things when Mom's phone rang and it was Dad.

" Yes David " My mom picked up the phone.

" ........ " Mom's eyebrows creased and she was impatiently tapping the table top.

"Umm okay , I will just see."

Hanging up Mom went upstairs. She came down after a few minutes with a file in her hand.

"Sophie , your Dad has forgotten an important file and today he has a meeting with his boss . He really needs it , can you take this file to him ? " Mom looked at me with hopeful eyes. I huffed.

So much for planning a fun day.

"Sure." Saying that I got up and went to get ready.

I changed into a oversized sweater and a black skirt. Putting on a bit of nude lipstick and winged liner , I left for his office with the file.

I got inside a cab .

"Where to , ma'am?" The driver looked at me face.

"Carter Enterprises , please. " My Dad worked at the Carter Enterprises. Nicholas Carter, the CEO of Carter Enterprises was one of top bussinesmen in the world. It is said that the company had reached heights after he took over. I had seen him twice in some magazines but can't say I haven't seen his face properly. He is too handsome to not take a proper glance. He is the perfect handsome billionaire but it can't be said if he is a playboy or not. His personal affairs haven't been the headlines often.

It was a twenty minutes ride from my home . I had put on my headphones to listen to some music.

"Ma'am we are here." I took off my headphones and looked out to see at the huge building.

After paying him and thanking him , I walked towards the buliding. Entering through the lavish entrance, I headed straight to the reception.

"Excuse me " the receptionist looked up with a greeting smile "How can I help you?"

"I am here to meet Mr. David Jones "

"Please take the elevator to the 21 st floor and on your left you will get to his office . "

"Thank you."

She smilingly nodded at me.

I walked into the elevator and pressed the button. The elevator stopped at the 8 th floor and a tall good looking guy walked in . I could feel him staring at me a few times before I turned to look at him. He smiled at me and introduced himself.

"Hi , I am Caleb " He put his hand forward.

"Sophia Jones " I shook his hand with a smile on my face.

"So .. to meet someone?" He asked. He seemed like a nice guy and didn't give me the creeps.

"Yes , I came to give this file to my Dad , uhm Mr. Jones , he left it back at home." I explained.

He nodded and then there was silence . Finally the elevator stopped and I stepped out.

"It was nice meeting you." He waved at me .

"Same here" I waved back and the door closed with a ding.

Just as I turned to my left , something small collided with my legs. I looked down to see a little boy with brown hair and an extremely cute face. He looked up and stared at me. I bent down to his height and observed his bright brown eyes.

"Hey little man , I am Sophia, what's your name?" I asked with a big comforting smile.

He looked at me for a few seconds debating on whether to reply or not. Finally deciding to reply , he smiled at me .

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