The Ex-Wife He Could Never Win Back

The front door clicked shut behind me.Darkness and silence welcomed me home, but inside my chest, my heart felt as though it were about to explode. The excruciating pain squeezed my lungs until I collapsed onto the living room carpet.With the last of my strength and my vision rapidly blurring, I crawled toward the desk. My trembling hand pulled open the bottom drawer, fumbling through the medicine box and knocking several bottles onto the floor. The moment I found it, I swallowed two heart pills without water before leaning my back against the desk. I closed my eyes, waiting for the medication to calm the frantic rhythm of my heart.Fifteen minutes passed.My breathing gradually steadied, though my chest still ached.As soon as I felt well enough, I wasted no time. I stood and walked to the personal safe in the corner of the room. I took out every property certificate, every land ownership document, and every personal savings record registered under my name. The wealth, the luxuriou

As I stepped out of the Civil Registry building, the crushing tightness in my chest returned with relentless force. The air in New York felt unbearably dull and suffocating. With what little strength I had left and trembling hands gripping the steering wheel, I drove toward the city's main hospital. I needed to see the doctor who had been treating my heart condition for the past three years.Every step along the hospital corridor felt unbearably heavy. The moment I entered the examination room, the physician who had overseen my serious medical condition all these years looked at me with a deep furrow between his brows."You seem extremely distressed, Mrs. Gostav. What's weighing on your mind?" the elderly man asked, studying my deathly pale face.I clasped my trembling fingers tightly in my lap. Hearing the title Mrs. Gostav tore open my wounds even wider. Those words were a cruel reminder of just how foolish I had been for the past five years, believing in a marriage that had turned

Our footsteps echoed across the red carpet of the five-star hotel ballroom where the business exhibition was being held. The silence left behind by Kael’s earlier reaction still lingered in my mind, but the tiny fingers of Darren, nestled in my grasp, served as an anchor that kept me calm.Lidya walked half a step beside me, occasionally checking the digital tablet in her hand to confirm the event schedule.“Madam Aluna,” Lidya called softly in a professional tone, “Mr. Kael from Gostav Group has just sent an urgent request to the organizers to reschedule a private discussion with us before the main event begins.”I matched her pace, drawing a short breath that felt steady in my chest. My heartbeat was normal and stable—a testament to how the surgeries and years of therapy in Paris had fully restored my physical condition.“Let him wait,” I replied flatly without turning around. “We came here to showcase Alder Corp’s product line, not to deal with the personal panic of a business part

Night slowly descended over New York. After making sure Darren was sleeping soundly in the room next door, a warm blanket wrapped snugly around his little body, I stepped out into the hotel’s living room. My footsteps were slow and careful, unwilling to disturb the sweet dreams of my son, who was the only reason I had to keep living.I turned off most of the lights in the room, leaving only the dim glow of a corner lamp that cast peaceful shadows across the space. My body felt exhausted after an entire day of facing camera flashes, exhausting business meetings, and the emotional pressure caused by Kael’s sudden reappearance. I lowered myself onto the plush velvet sofa, closing my eyes for a moment as I savored the rare silence of the night.However, that tranquility was suddenly disturbed when my private phone on the table vibrated violently. The repeated buzzing against the glass surface shattered the silence of the room.I opened my eyes, reached for the rectangular device, and star

The luxury sedan I was riding in cut through the rain-soaked streets of Manhattan. Inside the soundproof cabin, I leaned back against the seat, allowing the silence to soothe the remnants of the emotions that had once been churning inside me. Beyond the window, the shadows of towering buildings flashed past, just like my past, which was now fading farther and farther into the distance.Lidya, who was seated in the front passenger seat, slowly turned her body toward me. “Madam, Mr. Khana has just sent confirmation regarding the press release. The news about the strategic alliance between Alder Corp and Khana Cinema Group will be published across all major financial media outlets tomorrow morning.”“Good,” I replied flatly as I opened the report on my lap. “Make sure the publication emphasizes that Alder Corp holds full control over distribution rights. I want the market to know that we are not coming here as a mere complement, but as the controlling party.”“Your instructions have alre