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A severe storm brought the city to a standstill, leaving me stranded in an elevator for the entire night. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't reach my spouse Jack Stirke on his mobile.
As my fear of enclosed spaces nearly overwhelmed me, my phone suddenly displayed a message from Jack: "Swamped at the moment, talk to you soon."
Trembling, I attempted to dial emergency services but accidentally glimpsed a social media update from Jack's subordinate, Lily Casley: "My supervisor arrives at my beck and call. How fortunate I am~" with Jack mentioned.
In the past, I would have been furious.
This time, however, I simply removed both of them from my contacts and social media, then called for assistance.
I arrived home looking disheveled and left the separation documents without uttering a word. Meanwhile, Jack was desperately searching for me everywhere.
He was begging on his knees, saying, "Jen, I'll do whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness!"
I merely chuckled and replied, "Then end your life."

Stranded in Betrayal, A Night of Truth and Storms

As I arrived home in the late hours, the day's work finally behind me, I was surprised to find Jack seated in the unlit living area.


"What's with the darkness?" I inquired, startled by his unexpected presence.


"Why did you leave town by yourself?" he retorted, his voice tinged with disappointment.


His query was so unexpected that I momentarily doubted my hearing.


"Come on, it was work-related. Got an urgent call this morning—couldn't avoid it," I replied, growing impatient.


"Can you blame me for being concerned, given the current state of affairs?" His worry now seemed more like an irritation.


A month prior, Jack was working late at his office.


I awoke to noises at our entrance. The digital viewer revealed a suspicious individual outside.


While retrieving a kitchen blade for self-defense, I also phoned Jack to caution him against returning.


Her voice saccharine, she explained Jack was bathing and unavailable.


Chapter 9