Ch. Divorce My H 18 Divorce My H 18

Chapter 18 

Her face was inches from mine, eyes wild 

with hate, hands tightening around my throat. 

“You ruined everything for me!” she hissed. 

“Everything!” 

I clawed at her arms, struggling, trying to 

scream, but the pressure on my neck grew 

tighter. 

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“You took him from me! You made him leave! 

And now you’re marrying someone else?!” 

she shrieked. 

I kicked beneath the covers, my fingers 

scraping at her wrists. “Get–off–me!” 

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“I was supposed to win!” she cried. “I made 

everyone believe you were nothing–because 

you were! And now they all pity you like some 

saint? No. Not again. Never again!” 

With one final burst of strength, I slammed 

my knee upward, hitting her in the stomach. 

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She gasped, loosening her grip. 

I rolled away, coughing and gasping for air, 

but she was fast—she grabbed a syringe 

from the tray nearby, swinging it at me like a 

blade. 

“DONNA!” I screamed, adrenaline flooding 

my body. 

“SHUT UP!” she shrieked. “You don’t get to 

win, Trina! You don’t get to live!” 

I caught her arm mid–swing, struggling with 

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her across the bed. I didn’t know where I 

found the strength, but I refused to let her 

win. I shoved her back, sending the syringe 

skidding across the floor. 

She stumbled but didn’t stop–lunging for a 

scalpel this time from the nearby tray. 

We crashed to the floor, her on top of me, 

snarling, swinging the scalpel wildly. I felt a 

burning sting across my arm but ignored it— 

grabbing at her hair, pushing her back. 

“You ruined yourself, Donna!” I shouted. “I 

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gave you nothing but kindness–and you fed 

lies to my daughter!” 

“She’s my daughter now!” she screeched. 

“She was NEVER yours!” I cried. “You just 

made her hate me so she’d love you!” 

She slapped me hard. 

I fought back. 

We rolled across the cold tiles, hands 

tangled, nails digging into flesh, hair ripped 

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and tears falling, but I was too exhausted, too 

weak. My vision blurred. 

Then the door burst open. 

“TRINA!” 

Mateo. 

But it was too late. 

I didn’t even see the knife until I felt the hot, 

tearing pain in my side. 

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My breath caught. 

Everything slowed. 

I looked down. 

Blood. 

Warm. Spreading. Fast. 

“NO!” Mateo’s voice cracked as he rushed 

forward. 

Donna scrambled to her feet, wild–eyed, but 

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Mateo tackled her before she could run. I 

heard the sound of bodies hitting the wall, 

screams, glass shattering. 

But I could only look at the ceiling. 

So white. 

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So bright. 

My hand pressed against my side, sticky, wet. My fingers trembled. 

“Trina!” Mateo was at my side again, voice 

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shaking, hands pressing over mine to stop 

the bleeding. “Stay with me. Please–stay 

with me!” 

I tried to speak, but blood bubbled at my lips. 

And all I could think was… 

Not again. 

Not now. 

Please, not now. 

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Darkness crept in from the edges of my 

vision. 

I blinked at him, tears falling, barely 

whispering the words. 

“I… love you.” 

And then everything went dark. 

Third Person POV 

Mateo paced the cold linoleum floor outside 

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the emergency room, his fists clenched at his 

sides and his jaw so tight it felt as if it might 

shatter. Every few seconds, his eyes would 

snap to the door, willing it to open, hoping to 

hear good news about Trina. But it remained 

closed. Silent. Mocking. 

The blood on his shirt had dried, dark and 

stiff over his chest. Trina’s blood. 

His heart pounded with the memory–her 

collapsing in his arms, her breath hitching, 

her whisper of I love you as she faded into 

unconsciousness. He clenched his eyes shut, 

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shaking the image out of his head. No. She 

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had to live. He wouldn’t let her leave him. Not 

now. Not ever. 

Footsteps approached quietly behind him. It 

was Lucien–his long–time butler and trusted 

right–hand man–walking with a grim 

expression. 

“She’s in custody now,” Lucien said carefully, 

“Donna has been arrested. Attempted 

murder, trespassing, illegal possession of a 

weapon–the police have everything they 

need.” 

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Mateo didn’t respond at first. He stared 

blankly ahead, then slowly turned to Lucien. 

His voice was low and controlled, but it 

simmered with unrestrained fury. 

“That’s not enough.” 

Lucien hesitated. “Sir?” 

“I want her gone.” Mateo’s voice dropped 

colder, deadlier. “Not just behind bars. 

Erased.” 

“Understood.” 

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“Send word to the men,” Mateo said, eyes 

locked on the emergency room door like a 

beast guarding his wounded mate. “Find her. 

Make her suffer. Make her disappear. I don’t 

care how. Just make sure she never breathes 

the same air as Trina again.” 

Lucien gave a short nod. “Yes, sir.” 

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“And make it quiet,” Mateo added after a 

beat. “No press. No trace. If she so much as 

looks in Trina’s direction again–make sure it’s 

the last thing she ever sees.” 

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“I’ll take care of it,” Lucien replied, bowing 

slightly before walking away, already pulling 

out his phone. 

Mateo exhaled, running a hand down his 

face. His knuckles still ached from earlier- 

from punching Jackson, from holding Trina 

too tightly, from clinging to rage because it 

was the only thing keeping him from falling 

apart. 

Minutes passed. Or hours. Time meant 

nothing anymore. 

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The door to the ER remained closed. 

He sat down slowly, elbows on his knees, 

head hanging low as he stared at the floor. 

His whole life had shifted the moment Trina 

walked back into it. She had rebuilt herself, 

and he had sworn to protect that version of 

her–stronger, wiser, unstoppable. 

He wouldn’t fail her again. 

Then- 

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The sound of hurried footsteps echoed down 

the hallway. 

Mateo looked up sharply. 

Jackson. 

The man looked breathless, face pale, hair a 

mess, eyes wide with panic. 

Mateo stood in one fluid movement, his body 

stiff with fury. Before Jackson could even 

speak, Mateo swung. 

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His fist collided with Jackson’s jaw, sending 

him stumbling back against the wall. 

“What the hell-?!” Jackson barked, holding 

his face. 

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“You bastard,” Mateo growled. “Your mistress 

tried to kill her.”