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Shattered Vows, Unspoken Love

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 695    |    Released on: 18/07/2025

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clicking on the hardwood floor

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... my PR team said it was a good angle. Portraying me as a self-

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tranger, someone he had once known a long time ago. He wanted to scream, to confront h

she said, her voice

say anything. He didn't try to stop her. He just sat there, listening to her

chair until the sun started to rise,

zzed. It was

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up all her shares

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as he dialed 911. "I need an ambulance

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“For six years, I devoted my life to my wife, tech CEO Isabella Stone. After I saved her from a fire, I became the sole caregiver for her comatose mother, putting my own life on hold so she could build her empire. Then she went on national television and told the world our marriage was just a debt of gratitude. She never loved me. That same night, her mother died. I tried to call her, but her ex-fiancé-the man who abandoned her in that fire-answered the phone. She was with him, pregnant with his child, while her mother died alone in a hospital. At the funeral, she collapsed and lost the baby. Her lover screamed that it was my fault, and she stood by his side, letting him blame me. I divorced her. I thought it was over. But as we left the lawyer's office, her lover tried to run me over. Isabella pushed me out of the way, taking the hit herself. With her last breath, she confessed the truth. "The baby... he was yours, Izzy. He was always yours."”
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