Semua Bab Longing For My Ex-Wife: Bab 121 - Bab 128

Elias was in his office, seated behind his large wooden desk. Papers were scattered across the surface, and his laptop screen glowed with emails he hadn’t answered yet. His eyes were focused, but his mind kept drifting.He couldn’t stop thinking about Maya.Just then, his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen and smiled. It was his grandmother.He quickly picked it up. “Hi, Grandma.”“Hello, dear,” her warm voice came through. “I wanted to remind you about the family dinner this weekend. We’re all gathering at the estate. Your cousins will be there, and I expect you to come too.”Elias straightened in his seat. “This weekend?”“Yes,” she confirmed. “It’s just a simple dinner, nothing fancy. But it would be nice to see everyone again.”As she spoke, a small smile spread across Elias’s face. This was the perfect chance.He had been thinking for a while now about how to introduce Maya to his family—not just as someone he was seeing, but as his girlfriend. He didn’t want to keep their re

Warm sunlight streamed through the soft cream curtains as Maya slowly opened her eyes. It took her a moment to remember where she was. This wasn’t her apartment—it was her new room at the Denovan estate.The room was beautiful. Soft pastel colors filled the space—light lavender curtains, cream-colored bedding, and pale rose wallpaper with a floral pattern. A large window overlooked the garden, and on the other side of the room stood a neat desk with some of her own design tools already placed on top.As she sat up, she heard quiet footsteps around the room. Two maids were already moving about. One was gently dusting the furniture while the other was preparing her bath in the connected bathroom.Maya blinked in surprise. “Oh… good morning,” she said, still a little sleepy.The maids bowed slightly and smiled politely.She stretched and looked around. Everything was perfect—but it still felt strange to be waited on like this. Back at her apartment, she always did things on her own. She

Maya woke up to the soft sound of birds singing just outside her window. The curtains were already pulled back slightly, letting in the warm morning sunlight. She sat up slowly in bed, feeling the gentle breeze from the open window brush against her skin.For a moment, she didn’t move. She just sat there, taking it all in.She slid out of bed and walked across the room barefoot. The marble floor was cold but smooth beneath her feet. Everything in her room still looked so new and beautiful—elegant furniture, soft curtains, fresh flowers in a vase. It felt like a dream, but one she was slowly getting used to.After washing up and changing into a soft cream dress, Maya stepped outside her room. The hallway was quiet, and the air smelled faintly of coffee and flowers. She followed the scent down the stairs and into the kitchen, where she found the chef and two maids already working.“Good morning, Miss Maya,” one of them greeted politely.“Good morning,” Maya replied with a small smile. “

The morning sunlight slipped gently through the curtains of Maya’s room, painting golden stripes across the soft cream walls. She opened her eyes slowly, still feeling the weight of sleep on her lashes. For a moment, she lay there, listening to the faint sounds of the estate waking up — the soft hum of a vacuum somewhere down the hall, the muffled voices of maids talking in the distance, and the faint clinking of dishes coming from the kitchen.Today was the day of Elias’s family dinner night.She wasn’t going yet — that would come later — but her mother had made it very clear the night before: Maya would be getting styled properly for the occasion. Whether she liked it or not.Maya sighed and rolled onto her back. She had tried to insist on going simple, maybe just doing her own hair and makeup. But her mother had looked at her as though she had just suggested wearing pajamas to a royal wedding. “Absolutely not,” Mrs. Denovan had said, her tone leaving no room for argument. “It’s y