I died my husband 19

Chapter 19 

“I’m sorry,” Jarren cried into my shoulder. “I didn’t know. I didn’t understand. I thought you wer gone. I thought I’d lost you forever…” 

For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. 

But then I pushed him off me–hard. 

“You did lose me!” I snapped. “You lost me the moment you chose to believe a lie over your wife. The moment you looked me in the eye and let me drown. When you forced me to abort my baby because you refused to believe it was yours.” 

He flinched. 

“You didn’t just lose me, Jarren. You threw me away.” 

“I was angry. I didn’t know-” 

“No. Don’t you dare say you didn’t know,” I hissed. “You tried to kill me. Over and over again. You left me in the cold, you fed me food you knew I was allergic to. You pushed me into a lake. knowing I couldn’t swim. You punished me because someone else told you I cheated–when your 

I 

never even asked me.” 

Jarren’s face twisted in pain. “I was wrong. Hayley, I was-” 

“You were cruel!” I shouted. “You loved control, not me. You loved power. And when I finally escaped, I found out what love actually felt like.” 

He reached for me, desperation in his eyes. 

But Scott was already in front of me. 

“She’ll never be yours again,” Scott said coldly, blocking Jarren’s path. “You lost that right the moment you laid a hand on her.” 

‘I wasn’t talking to you,” Jarren growled. 

‘And I wasn’t asking for permission,” Scott replied. 

Jarren tried to step forward again. I didn’t hesitate. 

grabbed the glass of water from the side table and threw it in his face. 

He froze, soaked and speechless. 

Then I slapped him–hard. The sound cracked through the room. 

Leave,” I said. “And don’t come back.” 

turned and walked out. My legs were shaking, but I didn’t stop. 

Later that night, I couldn’t sleep. I sat on the edge of the bed in Scott’s guest room, knees tucked 

o my chest, trembling. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. My breath was shallow. 

The memories came crashing in–Jarren’s rage, his punishments, the betrayal in his eyes every ime he called me a liar. 

had survived all that… but somehow, seeing him again had ripped it all open. 

Scott knelt in front of me, gently placing his hand over mine. 

‘You’re safe,” he whispered. “He can’t hurt you anymore.” 

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I nodded, barely able to speak. 

But Jarren didn’t stop. 

The next morning, he was at the gates of Scott’s estate, shouting my name. 

“Hayley, please!” he yelled. “Just talk to me!” 

I watched from the second–floor window. I didn’t want to go out–but part of me needed to face. 

him. Needed to end this. 

Scott offered to call security. I said no. 

I walked outside. 

“I’m sorry,” Jarren said immediately. “I know words mean nothing right now, but I need you to hear it from me. I know I hurt you. I know I failed you. I didn’t trust you, I let others poison my mind, and I-” 

“You tried to kill me, Jarren,” I said flatly. 

“I know,” he whispered. “And I hate myself every single day for it.” 

“You should.” 

“I see it now,” he continued. “How you looked at me with love, even when I gave you hate. I remember the meals you made, the way you bandaged my hands when I came home drunk and bruised from the boardroom fights. The way you still smiled when I ignored you.” 

Tears welled in his eyes. “I was blind. Stupid. And I let Elisa ruin everything. She’s gone now. I don’t want her. I don’t want revenge. I just want you.” 

“You want what you broke,” I said. “But it’s not yours to fix anymore.” 

He dropped to his knees. 

“Please.” 

That’s when I started to walk away. 

He followed. 

“Hayley–wait! Just… wait!” 

He chased after me, his voice growing louder. I stepped into the road to cross back to the estate -but he grabbed my arm. 

“Let go!” I cried, yanking away. 

He stepped forward. 

And that’s when it happened. 

A screech of tires. A blast of a horn. And the sickening thud of impact. 

Jarren flew back. 

The car stopped with a screech. People screamed. 

I stood there, stunned, as he lay in the street, motionless. Blood pooled beneath his arm. 

I walked to him slowly, my heartbeat erratic. My fingers trembled as I stood over him. 

His eyes opened–barely. His lips parted. 

“I-” he rasped. 

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leaned down, just enough so only he could hear. 

That’s how you made me feel,” I whispered. “Crushed, Breathless. Broken.” 

tear slipped down my cheek. 

But I survived, Jarren. And you? You will never have me again… even if you die.” 

nd then I stood tall. 

nd walked away.