เข้าสู่ระบบMy husband, Harrison Knight, was a workaholic. When stomach pain landed me in the hospital, he had his assistant send me medication. When my mother underwent surgery, he was abroad negotiating an acquisition. In seven years of marriage, he'd missed three of my birthdays and five of our anniversaries. He always said, "The company's still getting off the ground. I can't afford to slow down." I understood. Years ago, his first love, Celeste Foster, had left him because he was poor. Afterward, he'd sworn he would make something of himself. He went on business trips, had late nights, and worked himself to the bone. For seven years, Harrison had pushed himself relentlessly, going from a penniless nobody to a CEO everyone looked up to. I'd grown used to him always being in a rush. I'd grown used to work coming before everything else. Until the day I returned from negotiating a billion-dollar deal and saw Celeste's latest post. In the photo, Harrison stood outside the airport terminal. He'd canceled his three o'clock board meeting to pick her up himself. He was even bent down in front of her, tying her loose shoelace. Her caption read: [After all these years, you're still the best.] I stared at the photo for a long time. Then suddenly, I almost laughed. So it wasn't that Harrison couldn't slow down. He just wouldn't do it for me. That night, he called. "Celeste just got back. I'm not coming home tonight. Don't read anything into it. She's just an old friend." "Okay," I said quietly. Then I opened my laptop and messaged my attorney: [Send me the divorce papers tonight.] If he could stop for an old love, then it was time I stopped too. After seven years of running myself ragged for him, I was done.
ดูเพิ่มเติมThere was no sound of anything breaking. It was silent and gradual, like an iceberg beginning to collapse from within.Harrison had always thought of Serena as someone who belonged to him, the woman who would always be there behind him and never leave. He'd believed that no matter what he did or how he treated her, she would always be waiting for him.He'd been wrong. Completely, disastrously wrong.Celeste ended up even worse off than Harrison.After the press conference disaster, her name became synonymous with being a joke. Several endorsement deals she'd already negotiated were canceled. The abuse on her social media accounts became so relentless that she had to disable comments, and her talent agency terminated her contract.She went to Harrison in tears, only to discover that he refused to see her.She waited outside the Knightwell Group's headquarters for an entire afternoon before Harrison's car finally appeared.The window rolled down, revealing Harrison's cold, express
"Don't," I said. "Harrison, you're the CEO of Knightwell. Making a scene out here isn't a good look."His hand froze in midair."Go home." My voice was so calm that even I was surprised. "Ashbourne is a long way from home. Don't waste the trip."With that, I turned and walked away without looking back. My heels clicked crisply against the marble steps.No footsteps followed behind me.I kept walking at an even pace. I didn't run. I didn't look back.It wasn't until I reached the corner that I finally stopped. Not because of him, but the sunlight was simply too beautiful. The autumn sun in Ashbourne was warm, carrying the sweet scent of flowers on the breeze.I tilted my face toward it and closed my eyes for a moment. This felt good....Harrison didn't leave. He stood where he was, watching Serena's figure gradually disappear around the corner without ever taking that step after her.He didn't know why he hadn't followed.Was it pride? Resentment? Or had he finally realized
He recovered quickly. He smiled and gave me a look that said he knew I was just upset."Enough, Serena. We've been together for seven years. You can't just decide there's nothing left to talk about."Seven years again.I laughed bitterly to myself.But I had no intention of arguing with him outside the entrance to RT headquarters, so I stepped around him and started to leave.He reached out and blocked my path. "Serena."For the first time, a crack appeared in his composure. "What exactly do you want from me? I came all the way here myself. What else do you expect me to do?"I stopped and turned to look at him."Harrison, I don't expect you to do anything." My voice remained calm. "I just don't want anything to do with you anymore."He flinched as though the words had struck him, but only for an instant. Then he slipped back into that same condescending attitude. "Don't forget, we're still married.""My attorney already sent the papers to your office," I said. "They'll be wai
Block.Confirm.Then I tossed my phone back into my bag and continued down the tree-lined avenue.A breeze drifted in from the river, carrying the faint dampness of the water. I took a deep breath and felt lighter than I had in years.From the moment I decided to leave, Harrison and I had nothing left to say to each other.The days that followed flew by.My first week at RT was nonstop. The Westerland project had countless details to manage—building the team, coordinating with our partners, working across departments. Every part of it required my personal attention.But being busy here felt completely different from being busy at Knightwell. Every stage had a clear process. Every decision came with the authority I needed to make it.I didn't have to worry about anyone's moods. I didn't have to clean up the mess left behind by someone else's whims. And I didn't have to put someone else's name on work that was mine.It felt incredible.By the end of my second week, I could fina
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