Follow
Chapters
Share
Never See You Again Novel Cover

Never See You Again

A shocking discovery ruins a seemingly perfect relationship when a woman stumbles upon a hidden, secondary operating system on her partner's phone. While the interface is entirely devoid of apps, the green text bubbles tell a painful story. Within those messages lies a devastating record of his deep yearning for another woman and his bitter resentment toward her. This sudden revelation of emotional betrayal strikes her heart like a physical blow, changing everything she thought she knew.
Chapters
Share

Chapter 4

4

He couldn't even form a complete sentence.

No explanation, no denial—not a single word.

I sat on the sofa, looking up at him. He stood there, stiff as a statue. For a long time, neither of us said a word.

The utterly lost look on his face made me despair.

I sniffled, fighting back the urge to cry. In a voice I struggled to keep steady, I asked, "Who is she?"

No response.

'Who was this person Sean Sagan had been texting for three years straight, someone who didn't even need to reply? Who was she, this person he was so devoted to, the one he could pour his heart out to?'

Sean Sagan looked up at me, his face ashen. "It's Lucy Shaw," he said, his voice flat.

Lucy Shaw.

'Yes, that was the name.'

'The name one of his buddies had mentioned right in front of me, a name I hadn't thought twice about.'

'The name that haunted his dreams, the one he poured his heart out to.'

Lucy Shaw.

My head was buzzing. I wanted to argue, but I couldn't get a single word out.

Just then, the alarm on the phone in Sean Sagan's pocket went off, reminding us both that it was time to go to work.

He sighed and gripped my shoulders, his tone placating. "Don't be angry. I have an early meeting at the office today. When I get back tonight, you can make as big a scene as you want."

"For now, let's just get to work, okay? I'll drive you."

Normally, whenever he had time, he would drive me to and from work himself. But on days he had an early meeting, he was always in a rush and would just call a cab for me.

But today, even with an early meeting, he was insisting on driving me.

'I knew it was just his way of hiding his panic. After three years together, I knew him all too well.'

I shook my head, refusing. My voice was weak, drained of all energy. "You go on to work. I didn't sleep at all last night. I already called out."

Sean Sagan's expression was indescribable. He stared at my back as I returned to the bedroom, clutching a pillow, but in the end, he said nothing. After washing up and changing his clothes, he walked straight out the door.

The SLAM of the door was violent, striking me like a pickaxe to the chest.

Keep Watching!
The story is getting intense! Switch to App to continue reading
Unlock All Episodes
Search for “54920” on webnovel to read the full book.
Copy the code and search in the Webnovel app to continue reading.
54920
copy

You may also like

Betrayed Bride Novel Cover
9.3
On her wedding day, Elena’s world collapses when she is framed for a crime she didn't commit, leading to her arrest and betrayal by her husband, Julian. Three years later, she returns with a hidden identity and a thirst for justice. As she infiltrates Julian’s life to uncover the truth behind the conspiracy, she discovers dangerous secrets. Elena must navigate a web of lies to clear her name while facing the man she once loved.
Carmen Killed My Daughter Novel Cover
8.0
After her daughter's life is tragically cut short, a grieving mother becomes convinced that a girl named Carmen is responsible for the death. Driven by a desperate need for justice and clarity, she embarks on a haunting investigation into the truth. This gripping mystery explores the dark secrets hidden within a modern community, following a mother's relentless pursuit of a killer as she uncovers the chilling reality behind her loss.
From Ruin: The Photographer's Comeback Novel Cover
9.3
I was the daughter of a wealthy tycoon, deeply in love with my fiancé, Conrad. But on our wedding day, he arrested my father. My ten-year relationship was a lie. He was an FBI agent, and my best friend, Bonny, was his accomplice. The betrayal shattered me. I was forced into electroshock therapy, which erased my talent for architectural design-the one thing that was truly mine. My life fell apart. After a failed suicide attempt, I was saved by a kind stranger and my father's last words. I rebuilt my life from the ashes, becoming a successful photographer. Years later, Conrad reappeared, full of fake regret, begging for a second chance. I looked at the man who had destroyed me and compared him to a cat that had once bitten me. "I forgave you," I told him, "but I will never trust you again." My friend Corey, acting as my fake husband, defended my honor by punching Conrad in the face. Eventually, Conrad's career imploded due to a scandal involving Bonny. He was ruined. As for me? I was in Paris, my photography career soaring, when I picked up a sketchbook. Miraculously, the lines flowed. My gift was returning. I was finally in control of my own story.
His Unwanted Wife: The Genius Perfumer Novel Cover
7.0
For three years, Breanna gave up her brilliant career as a top-tier perfumer to be the perfect housewife for her billionaire husband, Hartwell. But when he finally returned from a three-month business trip to Paris, he didn't even glance at the dinner she had carefully prepared. Instead, he threw a divorce agreement on the table. He gave her thirty days to move out and offered a ridiculously low settlement. When she cried and asked if there was someone else, he looked at her with absolute disgust. "You used to smell like ambition and possibility. Now you smell like cooking oil and the desperation of a woman who has nothing outside her husband. You're a trap." He threatened to bury her in legal fees if she didn't sign. Heartbroken and confused, Breanna forced his assistant to reveal what really happened in Paris. The truth was humiliating. Hartwell had been spending all his time with a twenty-six-year-old genius perfumer—a girl who was the exact mirror image of who Breanna used to be before she sacrificed everything for him. He didn't just want a new woman. He wanted a younger, untainted replacement of her past self. Wiping away her tears, Breanna's grief instantly hardened into cold, calculated rage. She tore up his insulting settlement and prepared to fight back, completely unaware that her cruel husband was currently hiding in a hotel room, coughing up blood, deliberately playing the villain to force her to survive his impending death.
Illegitimate Daughter’s Payback: Revenge Is a Dish Best Served Cold Novel Cover
9.0
As the hidden illegitimate child of a powerful CEO, the protagonist grew up neglected by both parents, finding solace only in her younger brother. When her father’s family finally takes the boy in, he dies under suspicious circumstances just days later. Refusing to believe it was an accident, she spends years building her own success. Now, she has returned to the billionaire household, ready to deliver a calculated strike against those who took her brother’s life.
Mummy, Please Marry Uncle Biker Daddy Novel Cover
7.5
He wasn't supposed to notice her. She wasn't supposed to want him. And her daughter definitely wasn't supposed to fall in love with him first. "He's not just dangerous," she whispers to herself . "He's the kind of man who ruins your life slowly... and makes you thank him for it." He rides loud. He loves hard. And once he wants something, he doesn't let go. "You don't get to look at me like that," she tells him. His smile is slow. Predatory. Certain. "I already did," he says. "And now you're mine." She's a single mother barely holding it together. He's a biker king with blood on his hands and loyalty carved into his bones. Their worlds should never touch. But they collide anyway. "You think I don't know what you're doing to me?" he growls. Her back hits the wall. His body cages her in. "You think I'd touch you if I didn't plan to keep you?" This isn't a sweet romance. It's raw. Possessive. Unforgiving. The kind of love that marks you. "Mummy," her daughter says softly, holding his hand. "Can he stay forever?" He shouldn't want them. But the idea of leaving them hurts worse than any knife. "I don't share," he tells her in the dark. "Not my bike. Not my club. And definitely not my woman." One kiss turns into hunger. One night turns into obsession. And one choice could burn everything down. "If you climb on my bike," he warns, voice low and lethal, "you don't get off unchanged."