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A Love He Let Die

A Love He Let Die

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Chapter 1 Divorce

Word Count: 712    |    Released on: 11/04/2025

, our Da

tears clouding her vision. Next to her was the small, ch

ears ago, a tragic car accident had triggered a premature labor, re

n centered on her another child who survived-Daniela Rob

Corinna's arms, her childish voice procl

young and

rinna, for years I've endured raising this bastard, and you've n

void of sorrow, even as their da

no sorrow, he even also

e trembled, tears welled up in her eyes, her di

ropping to a sinister whisper, his eyes flashing ominously. "Exp

by the accusation, her s

s he im

been performed

n, in a state of intoxication, had forced himself upon her. He might have forgotten that night due to his drunken sta

d on the shroud covering Daniela. Wrapped in the chill of the morgue, Brenden's cold tone cut through the si

wed no space f

o her and the divorce papers before her, every aspect seemed to cru

s with the Gordon fa

d into nurturing their marri

ad clearly been merely a s

and her face ghostly white, Corinna r

mpting to save Daniela. Did Brenden think he could dictate their marriage o

k when a sorrowful female voic

it would end like this. Corinna, my s

-Larry Quinn, stepped into the cold morgue. Her eyes momentarily l

apers resting on the cloth and

with tears, her voice thick with contempt as she co

ed the fireworks disaster, D

loser to Brenden, explaining, "The fire was an accident. Larry

lly responded

stung Corinna, her

ets too much freedom from Brenden, you see. Fathers and sons ha

r and

rry was actuall

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“"You're pathetic!" Brenden sneered, each word cutting deep into Corinna's heart. Years of emotional wounds had drained every ounce of love she once held. "I've wasted enough time on you. If there's a next life, I hope we never meet again." Her words severed the bond between them like a blade. From that moment on, Brenden was haunted by her absence-unable to sleep, longing for the warmth he took for granted.”