Page 2 of Due Process
I was mortally wounded, fucking bleeding out on the carpet—not that they cared or noticed.
Torturous seconds ticked by that felt like hours as I remained in my comatose state, frozen in a never-ending scene stripped from my worst nightmares.
The final blow came when Felix began to jerk uncontrollably. “Fuck, fuck.Fuck.I’m coming.”
Agonising pain ripped through my nervous system as I watched my husband of nearly ten years come inside another woman.
A loving marriage, two beautiful sons and a lifetime of memories—all stained and ruined for the thrill of a cheap, second-rate office affair.
I’d seen enough.
Gathering what little courage I had left, my spine straightened, and my feet silently led me away from the crime scene—the massacre where the previous Stella Johnson remained.
I wasn’t one for showboating or letting my emotions take over in a raging fit of anger.
No.
I was calculated. Resourceful. And the worst fucking villain if you happened to get on my bad side.
There was a reason I was the general counsel and head lawyer of the entire company, and it wasn’t nepotism.
Looks like the bigwig CEO forgot who I am. I’ll happily remind him.
I was more than a wife and mother. I was a motherfucking girl boss. And it felt like the perfect time to return from two years of maternity leave and reestablish my role in the family business.
Two months was the official countdown to our ten-year anniversary, and most importantly, the expiry on our ironclad prenup commissioned by his rich, obnoxious father.
And just like his daddy dearest, Felix was about to find himself agingalone.
We were supposed to grow old together.
I killed a sob in my throat that threatened to escape. I had to find refuge somewhere I could break apart.Truly break down.
Then, once I released all that energy, once I processed the worst moment of my entire life, I’d plan.
I’d let those horrid memories play on repeat in my head—brandthe fucking image into my brain—just to ensure Ineverforgot the feelings he had instilled in me.
I would let them bolster my hatred and disgust until all the love I once had was replaced only with betrayal.
Felix Johnsononce belonged to me. Now, she could have him.
As of two minutes before, my sights had turned from the clown king and outward to the empire.
Our children, his money, the business—it was all going to bemine.
Chapter 2
FELIX
Two weeks later…
I rubbed the back of my neck, attempting to ease the strained knots in my muscles when her voice cut through my office.
“Need some help with that, Boss?”
My eyes narrowed on Heather, poised prettily in the doorway. Her face was beaming, enthusiastic and eager to please.
“Leave me,” I snapped, unable to hold back the bark. Her expression soured immediately before she retreated and slammed the door.
