Chapter 90
I twitched my fingers, and just that tiny movement sent a sharp wave of pain shooting through my whole body, making me gasp.”
“You’re awake?“}
I turned my head and saw Grandma sitting in the rocking chair beside my bed, a book in her hand, her eyes filled with relief and concern.
I tried to sit up, but she gently pressed me back down.”
“Don’t move around,” she said softly. “Your injuries are still healing. The doctor said you’ve got both old and new wounds, and you’re still bleeding internally. If your uncle hadn’t gotten you out in time, we would’ve lost you.“/
Tears blurred my vision again, and my throat closed up, unabling me to speak.
I thought I had already cried all my tears. But at those words, “we would’ve lost you,” the floodgates opened again.”
I wasn’t crying because of the pain. I was crying because I realized how close I’d come to death.”
I couldn’t die yet. Not until I get justice for Mick.
“Grandma, I…“}
“Don’t say anything,” she interrupted gently. “Just focus on getting better. Once you’re healed, I’ll hand everything over to you. You’re a Middleton. We don’t get bullied and do nothing about it.”
Just then, the door opened and Uncle stepped in.
His expression lit up the second he saw me awake.”
“Sadie, thank God,” he said as he walked over to the bed and brushed my hair back. “Don’t worry. The ones who hurt you, I’ll make sure they pay for it.“”
A warmth spread through me. For the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel alone.
It felt good having someone protect me.
Uncle glanced toward Grandma and said, “By the way, Denton’s been trying to find you.”
I stiffened at his name, my whole body reacting on instinct.
But Uncle reassured me, “Don’t worry, he won’t get anywhere near you.““}
I squeezed out a bitter smile.
Of course, he was looking for me, not because he cared, but because he couldn’t stand losing control. In his eyes, I was never more than a toy, an object to humiliate and manipulate. Now that I’d broken free, he was furious, not out of love, but out of ego.”
He never loved me.”
Because if he did, he wouldn’t have believed so easily that Mick wasn’t his. He wouldn’t have drained his son’s blood or ripped out his heart.N
If he loved me, he wouldn’t have thrown me out of a helicopter at 3,000 meters, or let Melanie torment me without consequence.
No. The only version of me he ever cared about was the one he could dominate, own, and bend to his will.
And that version of me is gone now for good.”
“Uncle,” I said, lifting my head, my voice firm, “There’s no future between me and Denton. But we’re still legally married, so I want a divorce.”
Grandma and Uncle exchanged a glance, then they both nodded.
“Leave it to me,” Uncle said.
I gave a quiet nod in return.
I could already imagine how Denton would react when he saw the divorce papers. He’d probably throw a tantrum like a spoiled child who just lost his favorite toy. But that wasn’t my problem anymore.
Third Person’s POV
Three days later, the divorce agreement landed on Denton’s desk.
He was in a business meeting with several of his partners, discussing how to retaliate against the Northern Star Trading Group, when he saw the envelope. He picked it up and froze.&
“Divorce agreement?“&
He tore the document to shreds, his face contorting with rage as he hurled the pieces onto the floor. “Sadie!” he bellowed. “You dare ask me for a divorce? Who do
you think you are?!”
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The thought had never even crossed his mind. In his world, Sadie was the pretty little canary in his cage. He got to decide when to open or close the door.
And now, that canary wanted to fly away.”
“Mr. Francis…” One of the partners spoke cautiously, visibly alarmed by the outburst.”
“Get out! All of you, get the hell out!” he roared.”
Like a lion backed into a corner, he stormed around the room, fuming. He grabbed his phone and dialed Sadie’s number.
But all he got was a robotic voice, saying, “The number you are trying to reach is currently unavailable.”
His knuckles turned white around the phone.”
“Sadie…” he growled through gritted teeth, “Don’t think you can run from me.”
