After the Last Tear: Rising from the Ashes of a Broken Marriage novel Chapter 59

The front row saw it first, causing a ripple of panic.

Luke moved swiftly, but I wasn't his target.

Chaos erupted as he lunged at Gavin.

I tried to stop him, but too late.

"Watch out!"

People rushed forward, pushing me aside.

Blood splattered the ground—but not Gavin's.

The knife was lodged in Luke's abdomen.

His hands covered in red, he looked at me with hurt eyes.

"Yvonne, it hurts so much..."

For a moment, I flashed back to years ago when he insisted on cooking and cut his finger. He had given me the same wounded look then.

But I would never again cradle his hands and bandage his wounds.

I rushed to Gavin, checking his injuries.

Thankfully, Gavin only had a scratch on his arm.

In the crowd, someone called an ambulance while others surrounded Luke.

His gaze burned into me, but I didn't look back.

On my next birthday, Gavin wanted to throw a big party, but I refused.

Instead, I baked myself an ugly cake.

I'd grown to love documenting life, posting casual photos on social media.

Luke liked one of my posts.

After that, I only heard about him through the news.

His ruthless tactics let him take over the family business in just a year.

Or stories of his affairs with women who'd had extensive plastic surgery.

Their faces all resembled someone—more or less.