Her Divorce, His Downfall (Sophia and Damian) novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117

A crushing weight slammed into her chest, the agony exploding through her

heart.

The world spun and darkened around her.

Isabelle’s vision swam, the searing pain radiating from her core outward.

A coppery taste flooded her mouth before she coughed up a violent gush of blood.

In the fading moments before unconsciousness claimed her, her gaze drifted through the shattered car window.

The sight that met her eyes made them widen in disbelief.

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A low, ragged whisper escaped her bloody lips. “H–How is he not dead?”

She had poured everything into

destroying him, only to find herself broken while he walked away.

The sheer, twisted injustice of it all was maddening.

A violent impulse surged–to slam her foot on the gas and finish the job right here, right now.

But her hand, trembling and weak, barely grazed the steering wheel before falling limply to her side.

Darkness swallowed her whole.

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bring his own car to a shuddering stop.

Stumbling out, he was just in time to see Isabelle’s supercar, like a metal suicide note, hurtle straight for the cliff edge.

“What the hell is wrong with that girl?” he

muttered under his breath.

Her logic–if it could be called that–was beyond him today.

But her ruthlessness was crystal clear. She was just as unhinged as Damian, both of them hell–bent on killing him with a complete disregard for their own lives.

Ridiculous.

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Just as he thought he could finally catch his breath and wait for help, a sharp,

acrid scent cut through the air.

Gasoline. Her car was leaking.

His heart stuttered, then hammered against his ribs.

In an instant, he was sprinting toward the wrecked vehicle, its nose hanging precariously over the shattered guardrail.

Ignoring the protest in his injured arm, he wrenched the crumpled door open with all his strength and hauled Isabelle’s unconscious form from the driver’s seat.

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shoulder when the precarious balance

failed.

With a groan of tearing metal, the supercar tipped, then plummeted over the edge.

Sebastian didn’t even have time to inhale. A deafening BOOM tore through the canyon air.

A fireball erupted from below, painting the sky in violent oranges and reds. The concussive heatwave from the explosion roared up the cliff face, nearly lifting them off the ground.

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As his Bugatti’s tires screamed across it, a distant, muffled thunder echoed from behind. Then, shouts pierced the celebratory noise of the finish area.

“Hey! Something’s wrong back there! That crazy girl—she rammed Sebastian’s

car!”

“Holy shit, was that an explosion?

Sebastian’s car?”

“What happened? We need to get back

there!”

The words filtered through Damian’s haze of victory and pain.

Crazy girl. Isabelle.

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They said she’d crashed into Sebastian.

And that sound was an explosion?

His heart seemed to freeze mid–beat

before launching into a frantic, panicked rhythm. A cold dread washed over him.

Shoving aside the medic trying to bandage his bleeding arm, he ignored the sharp sting.

His eyes snapped to Weston and Lucas, finding only matching confusion and alarm on their faces.

Without a word, he snatched a set of keys from a stunned Gale Force member, leaped into the nearest sports car.

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