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Chapter 81

Penulis: Yuna
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-11-15 04:57:17

My mother called me on a Tuesday morning to ask if I thought Paris was too cliché for a spring holiday.

I was sitting at my desk, reviewing a grant proposal, when I answered the phone. Her question caught me off guard, mostly because my mother had not left the country in over two decades.

"Paris is a classic destination," I said, putting my pen down. "It is never cliché. Why are you asking about Paris?"

"Your father asked me to go with him," she said. Her voice was light, carrying a youthful, b
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  • Too late ex-husband; I am no longer in your league    Chapter 81

    My mother called me on a Tuesday morning to ask if I thought Paris was too cliché for a spring holiday.I was sitting at my desk, reviewing a grant proposal, when I answered the phone. Her question caught me off guard, mostly because my mother had not left the country in over two decades."Paris is a classic destination," I said, putting my pen down. "It is never cliché. Why are you asking about Paris?""Your father asked me to go with him," she said. Her voice was light, carrying a youthful, breathless quality I rarely heard. "He said we never took the honeymoon we promised each other when we were young. He wants to book a flight for the end of May."I leaned back in my chair, a massive wave of joy swelling in my chest."You should absolutely go," I told her. "You deserve a beautiful holiday. You deserve to see the world together.""I told him yes," she admitted softly. "We are going to stay in a hotel near the river. Harper, I feel like I am twenty years old again. It is silly, but

  • Too late ex-husband; I am no longer in your league    Chapter 80

    Audrey placed a stack of envelopes on my desk and tapped them twice with her index finger.I looked up from my computer screen. The morning office was humming with a steady, productive rhythm. The Vanguard Therapeutics crisis was weeks behind us, and the energy in the building had shifted from defensive survival to unhindered growth."What are these?" I asked, picking up the top envelope."Those are partnership inquiries," Audrey stated. She stood with her perfect posture, wearing a sharp grey blazer. "Since your press conference and the subsequent federal investigation into Richard Vance, the Robert Wells Foundation has become the most trusted name in medical advocacy. Seven university hospitals sent letters today asking to adopt our diagnostic training modules."I opened the first envelope. It was a formal request from a prestigious medical center in the south. They wanted Dr. Hughes to fly down and teach their department heads."Seven hospitals in one day," I said, feeling a wave o

  • Too late ex-husband; I am no longer in your league    Chapter 79

    The morning air was biting and cold.A crowd of reporters and camera crews had gathered outside the Robert Wells Diagnostic Center by seven thirty. Their breath plumed in the freezing air as they huddled together, adjusting microphones and checking lighting equipment. Jessica had promised them a groundbreaking statement regarding the Vanguard Therapeutics lawsuit, and the media had arrived hungry for a corporate scandal.I stood inside the warm lobby of the diagnostic center, watching the crowd through the glass doors.I wore a dark, tailored suit. My hair was pulled back neatly. I felt no fear. I felt the profound, unshakeable strength of a woman who had survived the absolute worst and refused to be intimidated by a man in a boardroom.My father stood on my right side. William Carr stood on my left. Joel was positioned just a few feet away, ready to intervene if the press became too aggressive. Audrey stood by the reception desk, monitoring the time with clinical precision."It is se

  • Too late ex-husband; I am no longer in your league    Chapter 78

    Joel was holding Clara in the living room when we returned to the apartment later that evening.The sun had already set, leaving the city wrapped in darkness. My father and I had spent the afternoon retrieving the physical notebooks from a locked safe hidden in his closet. We had delivered them directly to Dr. Hughes at the diagnostic center. Dr. Hughes promised to spend the night comparing the handwritten notes to Vanguard’s public patent filings.I took off my coat and hung it on the hook. My body felt drained, a deep exhaustion settling into my bones.Joel looked up from the armchair. Clara was asleep against his chest, her tiny fist curled into the fabric of his shirt. He smiled softly, but his eyes searched my face for any sign of distress."Did you find the notebooks?" Joel whispered, careful not to wake the baby."We found them," I whispered back. I walked over and kissed his forehead, then gently kissed Clara’s soft hair. "Dr. Hughes is reviewing them now. Jessica and Samuel a

  • Too late ex-husband; I am no longer in your league    Chapter 77

    The dead tone of the disconnected call echoed in the conference room.Nobody moved. The digital click seemed to hang in the air, a sharp punctuation mark at the end of a terrifying sentence. Vanguard Therapeutics did not just want to shut down the Robert Wells Foundation. They wanted to claim ownership of the very cells keeping me alive.I looked at the phone resting on the center of the polished table. My mind struggled to process the sheer audacity of Richard Vance’s threat. He was claiming that a biological mutation, a physical part of my own body, was the intellectual property of his corporation."That is impossible," Audrey stated. Her voice cut through the silence, sharp and definitive. "A corporation cannot patent a naturally occurring biological adaptation. It violates fundamental legal principles.""They are not calling it a natural adaptation," William Carr said, his face pale and drawn. He sank slowly into his chair. "Vance said they patented a synthetic genetic sequence tw

  • Too late ex-husband; I am no longer in your league    Chapter 76

    Rain drummed a steady, rhythmic beat against the bedroom window, waking me before the morning alarm.I lay in the quiet dimness of our apartment, listening to the soft sounds of the city waking up. Joel was still asleep beside me, his breathing deep and even. Down the hall, the baby monitor remained perfectly silent. Clara was sleeping through the storm.I slipped out of bed, pulling a thick robe over my shoulders. I walked into the kitchen and poured a glass of water.It had been four days since the meeting at the Harlow Institute.For four days, Dr. Reeves and Dr. Hughes had worked in absolute secrecy, compiling decades of cellular tracking data into a comprehensive, irrefutable medical paper. They mapped the T-cell mutation, proving unequivocally that the biological marker was an immunity shield, preventing the autoimmune disorder from ever returning.William Carr had utilized every contact in his vast professional network to secure a meeting with the editorial board of the Nationa

  • Too late ex-husband; I am no longer in your league    Chapter 4

    "I'm sorry, Harper."Dr. Joel was standing at the foot of my hospital bed and he was still in his grey sweater. He hadn't had time to change. There was blood on his sleeve, my blood, and he was standing there with the face of a man who had delivered terrible news before but never found it easy."Th

  • Too late ex-husband; I am no longer in your league    Chapter 3

    I woke up and the first thing I heard was Justin’s voice.Low and easy and warm, the way it used to be with me once, coming up the stairs through the gap under the bedroom door."She won't be a problem for much longer. Three weeks and she's gone."I lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, m

  • Too late ex-husband; I am no longer in your league    Chapter 2

    "A divorce?" The word felt foreign in my mouth. It felt like saying a word so many times it stops meaning anything. "Why? Did I do something wrong?"Justin looked at me the way someone looks at a question they consider too simple to answer seriously."You've been sick for two years, Harper." He mov

  • Too late ex-husband; I am no longer in your league    Chapter 1

    "I'm sorry, Mrs. Johnson. Your condition has gotten worse than we expected. I'm afraid you may have just a few months to live."The words hit me like cold water thrown at my face.I have a rare autoimmune blood disorder. My immune system, the thing that is supposed to protect me, decided two years

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