All Chapters of Longing For My Ex-Wife: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Maya unlocked the front door of her apartment and stepped inside, feeling a little tired but happy. The day had been long, but her heart was light.To her surprise, she found Colton sitting calmly on the couch, flipping through one of her fashion sketchbooks.“Colton?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “What are you doing here?”He looked up with a small grin. “I’ve been waiting for you. You said you’d be sleeping over at the estate tonight, remember?”Maya blinked, then smacked her forehead gently. “Oh right! I totally forgot.”“Well, I didn’t,” Colton replied, standing up. “Go get ready. I’ll wait.”“Alright, give me a few minutes.”Maya quickly changed out of her clothes and into something more comfortable for the drive—a soft sweater and jeans. She packed a small overnight bag with her essentials and met Colton at the door.They walked to his car together. As they got in, Colton glanced sideways at her. “You sure you’re okay? You seem a little off.”“I’m fine,” Maya said with a small

The car pulled to a smooth stop in front of a tall, elegant building with a golden sign that read “Maison Élise”. It was one of the most famous designer boutiques in the city, known for dressing celebrities, socialites, and powerful families. The windows were decorated with shimmering gowns, shoes on glass shelves, and sparkling accessories.Maya looked out the window in awe. “Mom… this place looks expensive.”Mrs. Denovan gave her a gentle smile. “Only the best for my daughter.”Anika sat beside them, swinging her legs excitedly. “Can I try something too?”“Of course,” her grandmother said, reaching over to fix Anika’s collar. “Let’s spoil all of us today.”The driver opened the door, and the three of them stepped out. As soon as they entered the boutique, a wave of quiet attention rolled through the store.The attendants, all dressed in neat black uniforms, quickly stood in a line on both sides of the main hallway, bowing slightly as Mrs. Denovan entered.Maya blinked, surprised. Sh

The morning sun was bright as Maya stepped out of the Denovan estate, dressed smartly in a navy-blue dress and beige heels. A pair of maids had already helped load her handbag and lunch into the car.Her new car.A black Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon waited in the driveway, polished to perfection. It still felt surreal, even though she’d driven it twice already. The seats were smooth, the engine powerful, and everything about it screamed wealth and class.Maya took a deep breath before getting in. She adjusted the mirror, started the car, and pulled out of the estate gates with quiet confidence. She was going back to work—back to her old life—but everything was different now.As she neared her office building, her heart started to race.She parked the G-Wagon carefully in the company parking lot and noticed immediately how heads turned.A few of her co-workers walking past paused mid-step. Others peeked from windows upstairs.Maya got out of the car with a polite nod and a small smile, preten

Maya stood in front of the full-length mirror, smoothing the soft folds of her dress one last time. The stylist had done her hair in loose, elegant waves that framed her face, and the subtle makeup brought out the warm tones of her eyes. She hardly recognized herself—not because she looked like someone else, but because she looked like the version of herself she had never allowed the world to see. Tonight, she wasn’t just Maya the fashion designer; she was Elias Carter’s girlfriend, walking into the heart of his family’s world.She had barely finished fastening her bracelet when her phone began to buzz on the dresser. She picked it up and saw his name flash across the screen.“Hello?” she said softly, her voice catching slightly.“I’m here,” Elias’s deep voice came through, smooth but warm. “At the estate gate.”For a moment, her stomach flipped. It wasn’t nerves from seeing him—it was the thought of what came next. Taking a slow breath, she crossed to the window and glanced out at t

After the dinner plates were cleared away, the atmosphere in the Carter family’s dining room shifted. The rich scent of roasted meat and fine wine faded, replaced by the faint perfume of polished wood and the lingering chatter of relatives. The maids moved swiftly and quietly, collecting dishes, glasses, and silverware before disappearing toward the kitchen.Elias rose first and offered his hand to Maya, guiding her out of the dining room. They followed the rest of the family into the expansive family living room—a space almost too grand to feel warm. The tall windows framed the garden outside, the velvet curtains pulled halfway back, allowing the moonlight to filter in. Gold-framed portraits lined the walls, most of them showing stern-faced Carters from generations past.The family members settled into their favorite seats, some reclining lazily, others crossing their legs with the practiced elegance of people born into wealth. The leather sofas gleamed under the soft light of the cr