The Stolen Life- My Mother Gave My Fiancé to Her Favorite Student novel Chapter 70

Chapter 15

In Cresthaven, Alexander awoke in a hospital bed, the stark white ceiling blinding him for a moment. Instinctively, he rasped, “Get my wife here–have someone bring Emily to me.”

His assistant recoiled, face ashen. “Mrs. Harrington… she’s gone.”

Alexander’s gaze sharpened. Memories of the past days surged back, igniting a fresh blaze of fury and panic.

Emily had vanished.

Disregarding the doctors‘ objections, he insisted on signing himself out. Back at Skyloft Towers, he had the penthouse stripped and redone–every trace of Sophia erased.

Search teams went out repeatedly, but Emily remained nowhere to be found. It was as if she’d disappeared

into thin air.

Day after day, Alexander sat in his office li

ke a shell, indifferent to everything. Multibillion–dollar deals stalled or were cancelled on a whim. In just over a month, he’d driven the Harrington Group to losses in the

hundreds of billions.

Only now did he understand: it wasn’t Emily who couldn’t live without him–it was he who couldn’t function

without her.

He stared through the floor–to–ceiling windows at drifting clouds against a blue sky. Each cloud seemed to form Emily’s face. He watched, mesmerized, even as his heart hollowed further.

When William Harrington–Alexander’s grandfather–burst into the office, clutching financial reports,

Alexander’s vacant stare met him.

“Alexander Harrington! Explain yourself! What have you done this past month?” the old man thundered, flinging the papers across the desk. “What about all the promises you made when you took control?”

Alexander barely glanced at the scattered reports. “It’s just a few hundred billion. I’ll recover it.”

William’s eyes burned. “You’d jeopardize the entire company over a woman who’s left you?!” He raised a hand as though to strike, but Alexander’s cold glare froze him in place.

“She is my wife,” Alexander said quietly, voice calm but edged with chilling resolve.

“She’s divorced you,” Grandfather Harrington shot back, stepping back. “To her, you’re a liar who broke his vows, a man who watched her suffer and did nothing. She won’t forgive you. She won’t come back.”

“Stop playing the repentant husband and focus on what matters here. Harringtons don’t do faithful, kid, and you’re no trailblazer. There’s only one Emily Harper, but women like her–there are plenty more.”

Alexander’s jaw tightened. William saw the darkness in his grandson’s eyes and fell silent, then turned and

left.

The office went quiet. Alexander sat frozen for a moment, fists clenching and unclenching.

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Grabbing his coat, he stormed out and barreled straight for the county clerk’s office. His car smashed into the building, embedding itself in the wall; debris scattered across the lobby.

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