Nowhere To Escape, My Sweet Wife

I drowned my sorrows in alcohol after the man I devoted six years to walked away. Anger boiled inside me, desperate for an outlet—anything would do. Then it hit me—literally! Did I just smash into THAT car? The one belonging to the CEO of Leng Financial Group? Panic set in instantly. This man wasn’t known for mercy, and I had no way to pay for the damages. My only option? Flee. But no matter where I turned, he seemed to materialize like a relentless shadow, closing in on me. There was no hiding, no escaping his grasp. The more I ran, the tighter his hold became. What started as a reckless mistake now felt like an inescapable trap. His presence loomed over me, a constant reminder of my foolish actions. Every corner I turned, every door I closed, he was there, waiting. My heart pounded with dread—how far would he go to make me pay? The thought sent chills down my spine. I was trapped in a nightmare of my own making, with no way out.