The Stolen Life- My Mother Gave My Fiancé to Her Favorite Student novel Chapter 69

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Alexander stepped out of the hotel, his spirit shattered. Without a word, he sealed off the banquet hall, locking everyone inside to suffer until Emily chose to forgive them.

He got into his car and drove without direction. Outside, snowflakes drifted down softly, each landing like a fresh sting to his heart. Emily’s desperate voice echoed in his mind.

“Alex, why didn’t you save our child?”

“In this marriage, don’t I even have the right to have a child?”

Pain twisted through his chest, sharper with every memory. He never imagined it could spiral so far out of

control.

Overwhelmed, he slammed on the brakes, stopping dead in the middle of the road. His fists pounded the

steering wheel in frustration.

The sudden stop nearly caused a crash. The driver behind him blared the horn, but Alexander didn’t react.

When the driver got out to confront him, one icy glare from Alexander was enough to send him scrambling

back to his car.

Traffic cops arrived, but there wasn’t much they could do. They kept other cars away, watching the man

trapped in his own storm.

Time dragged on. Snow piled high on the roof of the car. Alexander sat motionless, unaware he’d slipped into

unconsciousness.

Meanwhile, Emily had fled Eldergrove. After four connecting flights, she finally touched down in Pinevale–a

small, remote town she’d visited before. She knew Alexander wouldn’t look for her here.

After ten years by his side, she trusted her instincts. He wouldn’t start the search where she was expected to

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Here, maybe she could find peace–at least for a little while.

She hoped Sophia would keep Alexander’s heart anchored so he’d stop chasing her, so they could finally be free of each other.

Emily bought a modest villa and decorated it quietly, making it her own. She set aside a room for her brother, carefully placing his ashes inside.

Stocking the kitchen, she filled the fridge to the brim. For the first time in years, a flicker of hope lifted her spirits.

From the moment she’d been pulled into the Harrington family, she’d lost herself. Everything she was had revolved around Alexander.

She knew the first few years without him would be hard. Her background, her past–all tied to the name

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“Emily Harper“-were gone along with her old life.

Once settled, she ran her fingers over the smooth wood of her violin–the only thing she’d taken from the Skyloft Towers penthouse, a piece Alexander had crafted himself.

Not out of sentimentality, but because it felt familiar.

She began to play. The notes were heavy at first, laden with sorrow and loss. But gradually, the melody softened, lifting into something light and graceful–each note singing of hope and new beginnings.

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