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Chapter 171: After

作者: Rarejewel
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"I didn't think I'd live to see the day Louisa Montague toasted a Knight without a lawyer present."

I laughed, the sound light and easy as I leaned back in my chair. The garden had transformed as the sun dipped below the horizon.

Strings of amber fairy lights twinkled through the ancient branches of the oak trees, casting a warm, honeyed glow over the thirty people who actually mattered. The air was thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and the rich, oaky aroma of the wine Roman had i
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  • My Ex Husband's Biggest Regret    Chapter 172: The Week After

    "You’re late for lunch."I looked up from my laptop, the bustling sounds of the Milanese cafe fading as Sera slid into the chair opposite me. She looked radiant, her skin glowing under the Italian sun, a contrast to the sleek, professional edge of her blazer. We had been married for exactly seven days, and we weren't on a tropical beach or a secluded island. We were in Milan. We had work to do, a foundation project to launch, and a life to build. This wasn't a getaway; it was our new ordinary. For the first time in my life, I realized that the ordinary was the entire point.We spent the morning apart, a rhythm we had established quickly. I worked from various cafes, managing the Knight empire from a distance, while she handled the European foundation project with a ferocity that made my heart ache with pride. We met at a small, family-owned trattoria for lunch, the smell of garlic and fresh pasta filling the air. We talked about logistics, about the people she’d met, and about the bu

  • My Ex Husband's Biggest Regret    Chapter 171: After

    "I didn't think I'd live to see the day Louisa Montague toasted a Knight without a lawyer present."I laughed, the sound light and easy as I leaned back in my chair. The garden had transformed as the sun dipped below the horizon. Strings of amber fairy lights twinkled through the ancient branches of the oak trees, casting a warm, honeyed glow over the thirty people who actually mattered. The air was thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and the rich, oaky aroma of the wine Roman had imported from the vineyard where we’d first realized we were in trouble The food was simple, perfect, and plentiful. There was no seating chart, no protocol, and no press release. It was just us.Louisa stood up, her glass held high. She’d already given two speeches that nobody had officially put on the itinerary, but as I watched her, I realized I didn't mind. For the first time, her voice didn't have that sharp, cutting edge of social ambition. It was just Louisa, slightly tipsy and genuinely

  • My Ex Husband's Biggest Regret    Chapter 170: Small

    "You’re shaking, Serafina."I looked up at Savio, my breath hitching as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. We were standing at the edge of the Montague estate garden, the air thick with the scent of the extraordinary flowers Louisa had spent weeks obsessing over. They were sprawling, wild arrangements of white jasmine and deep, blood-red roses that shouldn't have worked together but somehow did. They looked like a beautiful, chaotic promise, much like the life I was about to step into."I'm not shaking because I'm afraid, Savio," I whispered, clutching my small bouquet until my knuckles turned white. "I'm shaking because for the first time in my life, I know exactly what I’m doing."He smiled, a rare, soft expression that actually reached his eyes. "Good. Because he’s already waiting. And he looks like a man who would burn this garden down if you didn't show up."I stepped out onto the grass, the hem of my silk dress brushing against the blades. The garden was intimate,

  • My Ex Husband's Biggest Regret    Chapter 169: The Morning Of

    Chapter 169: The Morning Of"The salt is the secret."I stood in my kitchen, the city skyline still hazy with the pale light of dawn, and whispered the words to the empty room. Four years ago, I didn’t know how to boil water without a personal chef or a frantic call to a concierge. Today, I was standing over a cast-iron pan, watching the butter foam and turning a perfect nutty brown. I cracked the eggs with one hand, the shells snapping cleanly. I didn’t rush. I didn’t check my watch. I just focused on the movement of the spatula, folding the whites over the yolks until they were exactly the way she liked them. I could make eggs now. I made them well. It was a small, domestic victory that felt more significant than any hostile takeover I’d ever engineered.I didn’t call anyone. My phone sat on the marble counter, its screen dark and silent. There were no frantic texts from the board, no desperate check-ins from publicists, and no last-minute demands from family members who thought

  • My Ex Husband's Biggest Regret    Chapter 168: The Notebook, One Last Entry

    Chapter 168: The Notebook, One Last Entry"You’re still awake."I didn't need to look up to know it was my own reflection mocking me in the vanity mirror of my old room at the estate. The house was wrapped in that heavy, expensive stillness that usually made my skin crawl, but tonight, it felt like a cocoon. Tomorrow was the wedding. A real wedding. A choice made with my eyes wide open. But before I could walk toward that altar, I had one final debt to pay to the woman I used to be.The leather-bound notebook sat on the mahogany desk, looking smaller and more fragile than I remembered. It was the ledger of my survival, the only thing that had kept me sane when the world was closing in. I pulled the chair out and sat down, the wood creaking softly under my weight. My fingers trembled as I touched the cover. This book held the secrets I couldn't tell Roman and the fears I couldn't even show Dante.I opened it to the first page.The ink was crisp, the handwriting tight and controlled.

  • My Ex Husband's Biggest Regret    Chapter 167: Marco in the City

    "He’s looking for the cracks, Roman. Don't give him any."I adjusted the strap of my heels as I looked at Roman through the mirror of my vanity. He was already dressed, looking sharp in a navy suit that emphasized the breadth of his shoulders. He walked over, placing his hands on my shoulders, his touch a steady warmth against my skin. He didn't look nervous. The Roman Knight wasn't nervous. But he knew as well as I did that tonight wasn't just a dinner. It was an interrogation disguised as a three-course meal. Marco Bellini had been in my life since I was twelve years old, and he held the title of my most protective friend. If Roman was the man who held my heart, Marco was the man who kept the ledger of every tear I had ever shed."I'm not going to perform for him, Sera," Roman said softly, meeting my eyes in the glass. "That would be a mistake. Marco is too smart for that.""He is," I agreed, turning around to face him. "He’s been in the city for two days, and he hasn't stopped t

  • My Ex Husband's Biggest Regret    Chapter 17: Six Rings

    Sera had been reading for twenty minutes when her phone lit up.Unknown number. She looked at it for one second. Then she set it face-up on the cushion beside her and went back to her page.She knew.She couldn't have explained how. The number was unsaved, clean, nothing her phone recognized. But s

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  • My Ex Husband's Biggest Regret    Chapter 25: The Secret Surfaces

    Garrett arrived at nine with a folder he had not sent ahead.That was the first thing Roman noticed. Garrett sent documents in advance. Eleven years of working together, and the rule had never changed: a client should never be surprised in a meeting. The fact that he was carrying something Roman ha

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  • My Ex Husband's Biggest Regret    Chapter 20: Five Words

    Roman told himself he was going to clear the air.That was the exact phrase he used in his own head as he watched Sera excuse herself from the chief of surgery and move toward the far end of the room. Clear the air. Practical. Reasonable. They were going to be in the same professional circles and i

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  • My Ex Husband's Biggest Regret    Chapter 21: Mr. Ashford

    Isabella went to bed at eleven thirty.Roman said he would follow soon. He went to his study instead, removed his jacket, and sat in the chair he had been sitting in most nights since the divorce when there was something he could not set down. He left most of the lights off. Just the desk lamp, its

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