Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1771

Steve was in danger. He had been arrested. He was facing a decade in prison, maybe even a death sentence. He wasn't coming back. The Steve who fiercely guarded her and loved her so deeply could no longer save her. Every last ounce of strength drained from Sylvia's hands. The phone slipped through her fingers, clattering onto the flooded tiles.

She buried her face in her hands, her delicate shoulders shaking violently as a guttural, despairing wail tore from her throat. "Steve... it hurts so much. I'm in so much pain... If you're gone, what am I supposed to do?"

Sylvia slumped against the bathroom wall, staring vacantly into space with swollen, bloodshot eyes. Having not closed her eyes for a full twenty-four hours, a blinding migraine threatened to split her skull. Compounded by her five-month pregnancy and the prolonged withdrawal from her antidepressants, her fragile mind was teetering on the razor's edge of total collapse. An indeterminate amount of time passed before the phone, resting on her paralyzed thigh, suddenly vibrated again.

Sylvia's frail body flinched violently, ripping her straight out of her hazy stupor. With trembling hands, she lit up the screen. The very first thing she saw was a text from Harrison. [Why aren't you at the office? I'm already right outside your apartment. Stop playing dead and open this door right now!]

Staring at the glowing words, what little color remained in Sylvia's face vanished entirely. In her state of pure, adrenaline-fueled terror and mental delirium, she completely forgot she had moved out of her old apartment and into Steve's sprawling villa months ago. Like a badly wounded bird, she shot a look of sheer horror toward the bathroom doorway. Although the hall outside was perfectly silent, she could practically see Harrison's greedy, calculating face pressed flat against the door.

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