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Drunken night with my ex-husband boss

Drunken night with my ex-husband boss

Author: glorypens
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Chapter 1 Out of prison

Word Count: 1099    |    Released on: 19/04/2025

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t my shoulder jolted

to see the world,"

y, I would have fired back with some sharp r

being released today after staying in the four walls jail for al

t n

s time roughly shoving me out of the small cell that has been my home fo

aking my dress from the counter. Not after

hey always come back" she

usband finds out how y

e satisfaction of seeing how their f

and before you would go on to judge. I was accid

and find out who had tampered with the company funds a

ome back from my boss office...well with a fl

you judg

nager of the Johnsons groups limited. An intern

a group of police officers had come

an I he

of 20 million dollars of the company fund

diot, the only thing I was seeing were the numerou

re I could ev

Mrs Caroline, whatever

death for all I cared. My only focus was the sig

econd, I was almost convinced that I had signe

t had passed like I was watching a drama unfold before my eyes a

wall of the prison, only spending nine

ne it but my dear

shining knight in armor

ked to go home, and I called my husband Natha

t wa

ed my charges for me and convinc

g up my calls for the twent

mood was already sour from the police officers a

She was the only person and frien

he was not p

f unease coiled

o long from the world" o exclaimed in frus

b. Surprisingly, the remaining penny that

officers were n

isingly, everywhere was cold and d

y traced my path through broken bottles,

was

hell was h

envisioned my coming

o workers would be in attendance. And my sweetheart Nathan at the end o

oming to an empty house

the front door.

ine on the table. Meanin

ste filled

g felt ve

d to tur

en I he

ft gi

ood ra

he door was slightly open, ligh

oor handle. I wanted to turn away, to run,

rt of me had to see

the door of our room, but

yes pound me ha

oming out behind the

art cu

pounding of bloo

ening? Without

hed th

orld froze

n full display, while Nathan, my husband, was sta

ly, not believing wha

r attention, an

Nathan call

was no

r face when Nathan s

It was as if I cou

cheating on with was not just a

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eld

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