All Chapters of Longing For My Ex-Wife: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

The large conference room buzzed with quiet anticipation as Colton stood at the head of the table. The polished wood gleamed under the soft lights, and the faces of the shareholders were turned toward him, waiting for his words. Charts and reports were projected onto the wall behind him, but no one looked at the screen anymore. Their eyes were on him.Colton spoke with calm authority, his voice steady and deliberate. He outlined the company’s growth for the past quarter, detailed the projections for the year, and presented the strategies he had meticulously designed. Every sentence carried weight, every explanation revealed his sharp mind and tireless effort.When one of the older shareholders leaned forward, frowning, and asked a pointed question about risks in expansion, Colton didn’t falter. He answered directly, addressing the concern with data and reasoning that left little room for doubt. Another shareholder raised a worry about competition, and again, Colton met it head on, out

The Denovan estate was unusually quiet that morning. Anika had already left for school with her bag swinging behind her, and Maya had gone to her studio for another full day of work. In the wide lounge room, sunlight streamed through the tall windows, glinting off the polished marble floor and highlighting the anticipation in the air.Mr. and Mrs. Denovan sat together on the long cream sofa, though neither looked completely at ease. A pot of tea rested untouched on the low glass table between them, steam rising faintly. Papers lay scattered across the table notes, sketches, and sample invitations for the upcoming announcement party.Across from them, the event designer sat with a tablet in hand, scrolling through images of venues, decorations, and layouts. She spoke enthusiastically, her hands moving quickly as she explained.“For something elegant yet intimate, I suggest hosting it here in the estate’s garden,” she said, showing them photos of floral arches, silk canopies, and glowin

The buzz was everywhere.News blogs, gossip columns, and even morning television had caught hold of the whispers: The Denovans are preparing to announce their daughter to the public.For days, that single line stirred endless speculation. Social media was flooded with predictions, people argued over who she might be, how she had stayed hidden, and what this revelation would mean for the powerful family.Maya saw it all, but she refused to let it steal her peace. For so long she had lived quietly, walking the streets unnoticed, spending her time designing without the heavy weight of public attention. She knew once the announcement was made, her days of walking freely, grabbing snacks on the street, or sitting anonymously at a café would be gone forever.So she made a choice until then, she would live as simply as possible. She wanted to breathe in these moments, to treasure the ordinary things before they slipped away.Elias understood without her needing to explain. That morning, whe

For weeks, Lena had stayed hidden in her room. The walls felt safer than the world outside, even if they suffocated her. She had not stepped into her office, nor visited her usual haunts. Every sound, every shadow reminded her of whispers she imagined people would say behind her back.But that morning, something shifted. Perhaps it was the silence of the empty house or the hollow ache of loneliness, either way, Lena finally dressed and left her room.Her reflection in the hallway mirror startled her. The once-glossy waves of her hair were gone, cut bluntly into a bob. It was shorter on one side than the other, uneven from her rushed attempt to change her image. It didn’t matter. She told herself it was a fresh start.Descending the stairs, Lena’s heels clicked softly against the polished wood. The nanny, folding laundry nearby, immediately rushed forward.“Miss Lena, do you need anything?”Lena shook her head. “Where’s Jamie? And Daniel?”The nanny smiled kindly. “Mr. Daniel took Jami

Maya leaned back in her office chair, tapping her pen against the polished desk. For once, her schedule was light. No clients pressing in, no endless phone calls. A rare luxury. The announcement party loomed ahead, and she wanted a little time to herself before the chaos swept her up completely.She picked up her phone and called her assistant. “I’m rounding up for today. Handle everything that comes in. I trust you.”“Yes, Ma’am,” her assistant replied eagerly.Maya gathered her purse and slipped on her sunglasses. As she walked through the corridor, her staff greeted her warmly, bowing slightly as she passed. Maya returned polite smiles. She was still getting used to this respect the way her name carried weight now but she carried herself with calm dignity.Her car gleamed under the sun as the valet brought it forward. Sliding into the driver’s seat, Maya started the engine and exhaled softly. Today wasn’t for boardrooms or apprentices. Today was for her.She headed toward a nearby