All Chapters of Dumping My Ex to Flash Marry the Untouchable CEO: Chapter 2011 - Chapter 2020

There was a saying he believed in deeply—that behind every successful man stood a partner who quietly held everything together.In Charles’ eyes, Michelle was that person. She had always taken care of this family well.With that thought, he lifted an arm and drew her into his embrace, soothing her gently.“You’ve already done so much. You don’t need to burden yourself like this.”But Michelle did not believe him.Nestled against his chest, her voice trembled with emotion.“If I had really done well, Yvonne wouldn’t have turned out this way.”“You should blame me. If you blame me, I’ll feel better.”She looked up at him, hope flickering in her eyes as she spoke.She truly wished he would reproach her, even if only a little.At least then, her heart might feel lighter.After all, their daughter becoming like this had everything to do with her as a mother.If she had taken better care of Yvonne back then, how could things have ended up like this?Her husband was out there carrying the wei

The front desk staff watched as Yvonne lingered near the entrance, hovering as if she could not decide whether to go in or not.They exchanged glances with one another, equally puzzled.Deep down, they could not understand why this woman was being so persistent.If she had realized her mistake now, why hadn’t she spoken properly with the director before leaving the production back then?If she had handled it well at the time, no one on the show would have blamed her.But the damage was already done. Trying to make amends now—wasn’t it a little too late?They had noticed Yvonne a long time ago, yet seeing her pacing back and forth at the door, no one felt inclined to invite her in.People working there had no interest in creating trouble for themselves. They were already overwhelmed with work.Who had the time to deal with an extra person and invite more complications?These days, everyone lived by one rule: fewer problems were better than more.Instead of bothering with her, they would

In truth, she wanted to tell Yvonne that no matter how long she waited, the director would never come out to see her. That outcome was inevitable.Staying here was nothing more than a waste of time.But this wasn’t her business.No matter how much she might try to steer things, it would not change anything. At the end of the day, their interests were simply at odds.So even if Yvonne stood right at the door, there was nothing they could say.After all, this was an instruction from their boss. As employees, all they could do was follow it.Yvonne had offered them nothing in return—something everyone understood perfectly well.With no benefit involved, wanting information about the director was impossible.Thinking about it, they all felt Yvonne was rather foolish.She came here hoping to see the director, yet never once thought about smoothing the way with the front desk.Did she really think this industry ran on goodwill?Or to put it another way, was her head just there for show?The

With no other choice, Yvonne could only keep waiting.As she took in the scene before her, it felt as though her entire worldview had been shaken.Everything she had clung to for so long suddenly seemed like a complete joke.So why insist on holding on anymore?No matter what, she had once been a major star online, someone everyone chased after.Those same people had praised her sincerely back then, yet now all of it had dissolved into nothing, like foam bursting in midair.There was a saying she had always known to be true: it was easy to go from having little to living in luxury, but painfully hard to fall from luxury back into scarcity.It was something elders liked to repeat, and something she herself had understood long ago.Precisely because she understood it, she knew she had to hold on to whatever she still had.Otherwise, everything would vanish, just like bubbles.The thought left her deeply unsettled.Her parents were no longer someone she could rely on. If she wanted anythi

Yvonne’s presence was already affecting her mood at work. The job was irritating enough as it was, and now she had to deal with someone as troublesome as Yvonne.Sometimes, the staff truly felt helpless. Why did people at the top insist on fussing over such trivial things?She was already so wealthy—did she really need to come here just to suffer?Why were people so greedy?Was it really necessary to keep chasing more money after becoming rich?She often did not understand it. Wasn’t it enough to earn just enough to live comfortably?Looking at her own modest monthly paycheck, the receptionist felt conflicted.Yet she was genuinely content with it, because she knew it covered her food, leisure, and even left her a little extra.And the job itself did not come with too many headaches.As long as those wealthy people did not come knocking and dragging her into trouble, she was perfectly happy here. There was nothing more she could ask for.Many of her friends even envied her job.That, a