Chapter 14
Author: Pelegr8t
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Scot’s life had become a balancing act, one that required a precision he wasn’t sure he could maintain. As the divorce proceedings dragged on, the pressure mounted from every direction. The morning sun cast a harsh light through the windows of his office, but the warmth did nothing to alleviate the coldness that had seeped into his life.

He sat at his desk, the surface cluttered with stacks of documents—contracts from the company, legal papers from the divorce, and a never-ending stream of emails demanding his attention. Each file was a reminder of the chaos that had become his new normal. With a deep breath, he leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair as he tried to focus on the task at hand. But no matter how hard he tried, his thoughts kept drifting back to Jane.

The divorce had brought out a side of her he hadn’t seen before—vindictive, spiteful, and relentless. She had refused to accept the end of their marriage, and her refusal had turned into a campaign of sa
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