The Billionaire's Broken Vow to Ex Wife

Andrew

Emma's small face as she slept peacefully beside me. For a moment, the world outside

feeling a fierce protectiveness swell in my chest. She had no idea what s

pt in. How do you explain betrayal and heartbreak to a child who still believed in fairy tales and

and of hair from her forehead.

nversations and sleepless nights. I kept asking myself: Was this t

h her bright eyes and hopeful

ma played on the playground. Her laughter echoed in the crisp

face flushed with excitement, she hugged me

lump in my throa

home I'd built for Emma and me. The sleek, minimalist décor felt cold

-ceiling windows overlooking the city, the polished marble f

r curiosity shining t

l, his expression softening a

ithout hesitation, and my

plicated swirl of emotions-

liver had left for a late meeting, I sat alone in

ion of letters, photos, and documents that I'

after I'd left. It was raw and honest, filled with apolo

lines again

t all I did was push you away. I don't expect forgiveness, but I

vision. Could I t

the pain, and uncovering it woul

door startled me. It was Oliver

mething," he said, hol

ted, the

eenshots of emails, text mes

romised. Evidence that someone else was involved i

s started to fit together-a conspiracy that had

I whi

. "Someone close. Som

't just between us-it was against an enemy lurking in t

a fragile alliance. It was awkward and tense, each in

trust grew-a shared determination t

uments in the study, Oliver looked

ped believing in us. E

g the weight of his wo

ind our way bac

genuine smile that

ay

to flicker, the past

arrived on my phone,

er. Some truths are

racing. The danger was real- a

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couch, clutching the tablet he had handed me earlier. The digital files were still open on the s

ched behind his back. I could see the tension coiled tight beneath his per

y, not wanting to shatter the fragi

t. "His name is Marcus Holloway. He was my closest advisor. I thought

ess of betrayal sharp in my t

sabotage, false accusations, even threats against you and Emma. M

the weight of those words

d up at Oliver. "Why didn't y

I didn't know who to trust. I was fighting battles behind closed doors while yo

ing. "You left me in the dar

ng his voice. "I was a co

lided inside me. The man who had shattered my world no

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in a soft blanket, the cool night air brushing my skin. The city buzze

omplicated. Beau

lled Oliver "Daddy" without hesitation. She deserved the truth,

nother message fro

g, or you'll

knew my every move. The threat was no longer vague- it was personal. I

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e glass towers and guarded gates. He looked tired but determi

liding a folder across the table. "Her name

surveillance photos, financial statements linking Marcus Ho

this?" I asked, impr

not just fighting for my company a

believe him- to believe that this wasn't just about b

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e chaos that seemed to follow us. As she ran ahead, chasing pigeons w

like a crystal glass balanc

omplicated truths I was about to reveal. Would she be an

cheeks flushed and eyes

rave girl,"

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r Lena's findings. The picture was clearer now

led me most: Marcus

lling the strings," Oliv

ed my ey

they're close. Closer

The enemy was inside our circle-someone w

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ts of trust. Oliver and I were two soldiers in a war we didn't choose, bound

video message. My heart stopped as I watched the grainy footage- Marcus meetin

eone I nev

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ne on the counter

called out,

doorway, concern

nd is," I said, swallowi

es darkened

y on my tongue. "It's someone from yo

owly. "I fea

" I p

, his voice barely a whi

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The man I had once admired from a distance, the charming

iness tactic. It was famil

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awake, haunted b

How far would Ethan go to c

amily was complicated, messy, and dangerous. I reached for Emma's hand in t

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er in his office, staring at t

nfront him," I

my gaze. "And risk te

ause if we don't, he'll ke

resolve hardeni

d this," he sa

come a fight for our redemption, a

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