Shattered Vows: Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband

h her thin, faded canvas jacket. She wrapped her arms tightly around her ribs, her fingers digging into the worn f

drifted through the crisp air. The sound made her heart stutter in her chest. She had spent three years in

ubber wheels scraped loudly against the gravel. The sound was harsh, a gritty rem

tched. The door gave way under her touch, pushed open by the sheer volume of the party inside. She

The rich scents violently clashed with the sharp, sterile smell of bleach and rust that was permanently burned into her

stopped dead in his tracks when he saw her. His eyes widened in absolute shock. His hands began t

azz music seemed to fade into white noise. Every single head in the massive room turned toward the ent

, impeccably dressed guests instinctively took a step back as she approached. They parted like the Red Sea, creating a wide, empty p

yers of silk, velvet, and tailored suits blurred together. Her chest tightened.

ped breathing. She saw Cecil. He was standing there, holding a crystal glass, looking exactly as hand

His features turned to stone. His jaw clenched so tight a muscle ticked in his cheek. The

rly had her arm looped intimately through Cecil's. Fiona's lung

y single stitch. She had designed that dress herself, just weeks before she took the fall and went to prison. Bile rose hot and

shrank back, pressing her body flush against Cecil's chest. It was a calculated move. Cecil

h to speak. Her throa

," she

oken, gravelly whisper that barely

pulling her entirely behind his back. That simple, protective gesture hit Fiona harder than a ph

e living room, holding a piece of frosted cake. The sound of her son's voice sent a v

l to her knees, the hard wood bruising her skin. She threw her arms wide

d, her voice cracking

acking through the dirt on Fiona's cheeks. He opened his mouth, a soft, questioning sound forming in his throat. But then, his gaze darted past Fiona and landed directly on Kimberly. Kimberly's eyes narrowed into a sharp, terrifyingly

ntirely and threw himself at Kimberly. He hid behind the folds of the eme

and looked at Fiona out of the corner of her eye. The corners of Kimberly's mouth twitc

d the green silk. He pointed a

bad woman!

e, plunging straight into Fiona's chest. She physically doubled o

ed the room. They called her a criminal. They wondered how she had the n

ably. Cold sweat broke out across her forehead and slid down her spine. She slowly lowered her arms and

fingers at the security detail standing near the wall. It was a c

ning their large bodies directly between Fiona and her family. They formed

ainfully into her bicep, bruising the muscle. The sharp pain sent a rush of adrenaline

and forced her spine perfectly straight. The tears dried up instantly. The despair i

er gaze was sharp enough to draw blood. In that single, silent moment, she took every

ooth, practiced apology for the interruption and told the band to resume playing. The ja