Game Over, Mr. CEO: Your Wife Is Done novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Winter knew exactly what Sam was worried about.

She had been beaten not long ago. Her injuries had not fully healed. Her perforated eardrum was still recovering too.

But to her, those wounds were nothing.

Physical injuries could be treated. What truly hurt, what no medicine could fix, was the damage Chris had done to her heart, directly and indirectly.

She needed something to occupy her mind. She couldn’t allow herself to sit still and spiral.

When the elevator doors opened, she headed straight for the news van and climbed in. They drove toward the chemical plant on the outskirts of the city.

It was early evening, right at rush hour. Traffic was heavy. After waiting through several red lights, the van finally merged onto the highway leading out of town.

Even from a distance, they could hear the long wail of fire sirens. Flames shot into the sky, lighting up half the suburban horizon in a deep, violent red.

Winter frowned.

There were several chemical plants in that area. Although wastewater discharge was strictly regulated, some of the raw materials used in production released toxic substances after being exposed to high heat. If those materials reacted during an explosion, the resulting toxins could spread quickly, putting nearby residents and the firefighters at serious risk.

She hoped the situation would be brought under control quickly.

The van stopped at a designated safe zone.

Winter clipped on her press badge and ran toward the police perimeter outside the plant. As soon as she approached, waves of heat hit her face. The air itself seemed warped and shimmering from the flames.

After showing her credentials to the firefighters, she found the plant manager and asked for an update. Once she had the basic facts, she pulled on her black mask, raised the microphone, and faced the

camera.

“The workers from the affected workshop have been evacuated. Casualty numbers have not yet been confirmed. Fire crews are working to contain the blaze…”

Suddenly, a thunderous explosion ripped through the air. The ground beneath her feet shook as if an earthquake had struck,

Her expression changed. She spun around toward the firefighters who had just rushed into the blast

zone.

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Flames roared. They were no longer visible..

Thick, choking smoke surged out of the fire, carrying a sharp, chemical stench. The smell cut through her mask. The moment she inhaled, her lungs felt like they were being forced open from the inside. Pain tore down her throat, tightening with every breath.

Something was wrong.

Just as that realization hit her, an arm wrapped around her waist.

Someone pulled her back several steps.

A full protective respirator was pressed over her face. Cool fingertips brushed past her ear.

Winter froze.

Through the respirator’s visor, against the glow of the fire behind him, she stared into his dark eyes behind his glasses.

Her ears rang.

She stared at him in disbelief.

It was him.

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