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My Greatest Love

Penulis: Chri's Layla
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-13 23:50:15

The car door closed softly behind me, shutting out the world with a muted thud.

For a brief moment, I stayed still, my hand resting loosely on my thigh, my shoulders sinking into the leather seat as if the weight of the meeting had finally found somewhere to settle. The engine hummed to life, smooth and quiet, and the city began to slide past the tinted windows.

My secretary climbed into the passenger seat, tablet balanced neatly on her lap, posture perfectly straight. She waited a few seconds—long enough to sense the silence—before speaking.

“Sir… how did the meeting go?”

I didn’t answer.

I leaned my head back against the chair and closed my eyes.

The memory of Vincent Markson’s face still hovered behind my eyelids—cold, controlled, unreadable on the surface, yet undeniably different from the man I had known six years ago.

That Vincent…

That Vincent had been a cruel man.

A man steering his life like a ship through a storm, convinced that strength meant never slowing down, never looki
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  • We Divorced Now He Wants Me Back (Billionaire Contract Wife)   Tension

    Walking out of the restroom, I paused for a moment in the hallway, my palms resting lightly against the cool marble sink behind me. My reflection stared back from the mirror inside—eyes a little too bright, jaw set a little too tight. I had splashed water on my face twice already, but the tension refused to wash away.The competition hall felt like a battlefield today.Every step outside that restroom reminded me of eyes, whispers, judgment. Of how much was at stake. Of how one wrong moment could unravel years of work.I took a slow breath and stepped out.That was when her voice reached me.“Well, well… long time no see, sister.”The words slid into my ears like something oily and unwanted.I froze mid-step.Slowly, I turned my head.Lilian.She stood just a few steps away, leaning casually against the wall, arms crossed, posture relaxed as if she belonged there more than anyone else. Perfect hair. Perfect makeup. That effortless confidence she always wore like armor. The kind that s

  • We Divorced Now He Wants Me Back (Billionaire Contract Wife)   Made it Through

    The silence after time was deafening.Not loud. Not sudden. Just heavy. Like the room had been emptied of oxygen without warning. One moment there had been movement everywhere, fingers racing across glass, quiet curses under people’s breath, that frantic energy right before the end. Then it stopped. Completely.I didn’t move.My hands hovered above the iPad, fingers stiff, half-curled, as if my body still believed I had a few more seconds. One more adjustment. One more line. One more detail that could somehow make everything… acceptable.My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was hitting my ribs from the inside. I could hear it. Feel it in my ears, my throat.The design stared back at me.It was bare. Too bare.Simple in a way that didn’t feel elegant, just exposed. Almost harsh.This wasn’t what I had planned. It wasn’t what I had practiced in my head night after night, replaying the design until I could see it with my eyes closed. That version had layers, depth, intention car

  • We Divorced Now He Wants Me Back (Billionaire Contract Wife)   I'll Them Pay

    Earlier this morning, when I heard today was the day of the competition, I prepared to leave the online meeting, working from Paris was taking a toll on me but I didn’t care.The screen in front of me was filled with familiar faces—old board members who had been with the company longer than some empires lasted. Their expressions were stiff, annoyed, impatient. One of them cleared his throat, another sighed loudly, and someone else muttered something under his breath about “priorities” and “professionalism.”Those old board members were already complaining, but who were they to complain directly to me.I was Vincent Markson.If I decided to end a meeting, it ended. No explanations required.I shut the laptop without waiting for another word, the sound echoing sharply in the quiet hotel suite. For a brief moment, I stood there, fingers still resting on the edge of the desk, feeling the dull ache behind my temples. Working remotely, flying between cities, chasing loose ends from six year

  • We Divorced Now He Wants Me Back (Billionaire Contract Wife)   Count Down

    The second round has begun.The announcement echoed through the hall like a bell tolling fate.I quickly stood up, my chair scraping softly against the polished floor as I followed my assistant. The noise around me swelled—chairs moving, heels clicking, hushed murmurs rising as competitors prepared themselves. My heart pounded harder than I wanted it to.I turned briefly before walking away.Behind me, I heard a familiar, cold voice.“Boss, it seems that it’s time for a meeting.”“I’ll stay,” Vincent replied.I didn’t turn again.Walking back into the competition space, my shoulders felt heavier with every step. The atmosphere inside was different now—thicker, sharper. This was no longer admiration and curiosity. This was war.I climbed up alongside the other competitors, the elevated platform feeling suddenly too exposed. We sat down in our arranged chairs, each seat carefully positioned, each table aligned with military precision.I exhaled slowly.Something wasn’t right.I could f

  • We Divorced Now He Wants Me Back (Billionaire Contract Wife)   Ms. Markston,is petty

    Outside the competition room, the atmosphere buzzed with restless energy.Everyone was gossiping.Designers stood in clusters, whispering behind manicured hands, eyes darting around as they waited for the announcement of the second round. Some pretended to be calm, sipping water or scrolling through their tablets, but their stiff shoulders betrayed them. Others openly speculated, voices low yet sharp, replaying every design shown so far.I sat quietly in my seat, my posture relaxed, my expression neutral.Years ago, this kind of environment would have made my palms sweat. The pressure. The judgment. The silent comparisons. But now, I had learned how to exist in the middle of chaos without letting it swallow me.My assistant excused herself, telling me she needed to get something for me. I nodded without looking up, my mind drifting yet staying alert.From where I sat, I could clearly see Lilian.She was standing, of course.Ordering her assistant around.“Get this.”“No, not that one.

  • We Divorced Now He Wants Me Back (Billionaire Contract Wife)   First Day Of The Competition

    Finally…It was the day of the competition.The morning air in Paris felt heavier than usual, as though the city itself understood the weight of what today carried. I arrived at the venue earlier than most, stepping out of the car with calm steps that masked the storm swirling inside my chest.This wasn’t just a competition.This was years of sleepless nights.Years of sacrifices.Years of proving—to myself more than anyone—that I could stand on my own.The event hall was massive, elegant, and intimidating all at once. Crystal chandeliers hung high above, casting soft light over polished floors that reflected ambition and ego equally. Designers from all over the world were present, dressed in sharp silhouettes and confident smiles, each carrying the same hunger in their eyes.Throughout the past few days, Lilian had made sure her presence was impossible to ignore.She moved through the hall like she owned it—ordering coffee for everyone, snapping her fingers, giving instructions to as

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