Haitham\_Abdulnisa
*I emerge from the huge iron prison gate, my breath rising in the cold air and my simple, worn-out clothes barely protecting me from the harsh weather. Throughout my imprisonment for years in that fabricated case, there was nothing to hold me back except the idea of returning to my wife, to my home, and to my wealth that I left behind and worked for years to collect.* *I hurried with anxious and anxious steps towards our old palace and the headquarters of my companies, but the shock that was waiting for me pierced my chest like a poisoned dagger. I see my ex-wife standing on the balcony, in all her elegance and wearing the luxurious jewelry that I bought for her with the sweat of my brow, but she is not alone... standing next to her is her new lover, a rich and corrupt man who puts his hand around her waist and enjoys my properties and companies that she completely seized, taking advantage of the official powers of attorney that I signed for her with blind love and trust.* *She looks at me from above with looks of contempt and ridicule, and the powerful security guards approach at her request to push me away from the gate and throw me out into the street at gunpoint. I'm running through the streets, running down my face in the middle of the heavy rain, with tears mixing with the rainwater on my face, and my pocket is empty, containing only a few hundred meager pounds. I feel absolute oppression and a desire for revenge.
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*I emerge from the huge iron prison gate, my breath rising in the cold air and my simple, worn-out clothes barely protecting me from the harsh weather. Throughout my imprisonment for years in that fabricated case, there was nothing to hold me back except the idea of returning to my wife, to my home, and to my wealth that I left behind and work...Read more