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2026-04-20 12:00:56Morning came far too quickly for Ethan. Sunlight slipping through the gap in the curtains stabbed at a head still heavy with the remnants of last night’s alcohol. He opened his eyes slowly, only to shut them again when a sharp pulse of pain struck his temples. His throat was dry, his body sore, and his mind felt like a wrecked room littered with fragments of events that had not yet settled back into place.
He lay still for several seconds, trying to remember everything that had happene
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The apartment door had barely clicked shut when Anna’s face changed completely.The tears she had unleashed in front of Valencia vanished like mist swept away by wind. Her wet eyes now burned with rage. Her breathing turned sharp and frantic, chest rising and falling fast, until a piercing scream tore from her throat.“Bastard!”With one violent swing of her arm, she knocked the flower vase from the side table. The ceramic shattered across the marble floor, pieces scattering everywhere. The crash echoed through the room, but it did nothing to cool the fire raging inside her. She snatched a sofa cushion and hurled it at the television, then yanked the tablecloth so hard that the decorative lamp, photo frames, and a glass bowl all came crashing down together.“This is all your fault!”She kicked a small chair until it toppled over. Her hair was disheveled now, the cardigan that had looked so neat moments ago hanging croo
Too Late to Win Me Back, Mr. Ex! [101]
Valencia did not wait for morning.After changing into whatever clothes she could grab and wiping away the remnants of her tears with trembling hands, she told the driver to take her to Anna’s apartment that very night. Ethan had tried to stop her, saying there was no point speaking while emotions were running high, but Valencia had only looked at her son with a hardness she had not shown in a long time. If she had spent so long being harsh toward the wrong people, then this time she wanted to be harsh toward the right one.The drive felt suffocating despite the air conditioner humming steadily. Her chest was tight with a mixture of anger, humiliation, and disgust. She remembered every time Anna had arrived with swollen eyes, every time the girl had called her Mom in that soft, trembling voice, every time she had defended Anna fiercely in front of Ethan and Auri. She had even believed, once, that God had sent that woman to fill an emptiness no one else c
Too Late to Win Me Back, Mr. Ex! [100]
The drive home felt far longer than usual.Ethan drove with his jaw locked, hands gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly, while streetlights passed across the windshield like flashes of thoughts that refused to stop. The anger from his encounter with Anna still lingered, but something heavier sat beneath it: disgust. Disgust for that woman, for the game she had played, and for himself for ever becoming part of such stupidity.Several times he drew in long breaths, trying to calm himself before reaching the house. But every time he remembered Anna still raising her voice after being caught, the heat returned to his chest. She did not regret any of it. She was not ashamed. As if everything she had done had merely been a clever plan that failed, not a web of lies that ruined other people’s lives.When the car rolled into the driveway, the lights in the living room were still burning brightly. Ethan knew his mother was awake.He turned off the engin
Too Late to Win Me Back, Mr. Ex! [99]
Evening was slipping into night when Ethan closed the last folder on his desk. For hours after Rick had left his office, he had barely touched any other work. Every meeting had been delegated, every nonessential call ignored. His focus had been on one thing alone: making sure Anna had no room left to lie. If he had once been too reactive, too easily provoked by emotion, this time he chose another approach—cold, precise, and certain.He picked up his phone and stared at the address Rick had sent a few minutes earlier. An apartment in a fairly expensive district, but discreet enough not to attract attention. The place Anna had always referred to as an old friend’s home whenever she disappeared without a clear explanation.Ethan smiled faintly.Old friend.He rose from his chair, slipped on his jacket, and walked out of the office without haste. In the basement parking garage, he drove himself. The roads were beginning to clog with evening traffic, headlight
Too Late to Win Me Back, Mr. Ex! [98]
The office that morning ran as it always did for everyone else. Elevators moved nonstop, hurried footsteps filled the corridors, printers and telephones sounded from room to room. But for Ethan, everything felt distant, like echoes that never fully reached his awareness.He entered his office without greeting anyone, set his bag on the desk, then stood for a long moment in front of the wide window overlooking the city. From that height, everything below looked small and orderly.Nothing like his own life, which lately felt like wreckage.He had just opened his laptop when there was a knock at the door.“Come in.”Rick entered carrying another folder, thinner this time, but one look at his expression told Ethan the contents inside were far heavier than the last. His assistant closed the door firmly behind him before stepping forward.“I think this is the last of it, sir,” Rick said.Ethan turned slowly. “Sit.”Rick nodded, but r
Too Late to Win Me Back, Mr. Ex! [97]
Morning came far too quickly for Ethan. Sunlight slipping through the gap in the curtains stabbed at a head still heavy with the remnants of last night’s alcohol. He opened his eyes slowly, only to shut them again when a sharp pulse of pain struck his temples. His throat was dry, his body sore, and his mind felt like a wrecked room littered with fragments of events that had not yet settled back into place.He lay still for several seconds, trying to remember everything that had happened the night before. Raised voices. Crying. His mother’s furious face. Anna begging over and over. And himself, harsher, more honest, more furious than he had ever allowed himself to be. But among all those broken pieces, one thing stood out with painful clarity.Auri.In his sleep, he had felt her sitting beside the bed. Calm, the way she used to be. Holding a glass of water. Looking at him with the gentle face he had not seen up close in so long. Her hand touched his forehead, smo
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