บททั้งหมดของ Divorce After Betrayal Ex-Wife Revenge : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

The morning that usually felt cheerful for Selena turned gloomy. She sat in the living room with a scowl, occasionally glancing at the expensive watch on her wrist. Normally, Julian would have called or even brought her flowers by now. But ever since Evelyn’s press conference, everything had changed. Julian emerged from his study looking disheveled, wearing a wrinkled shirt that hadn’t been properly ironed. His eyes were puffy, and his presence lacked the charisma that once made Selena obsessed with him. “Julian, we need to talk,” Selena said impatiently. Julian barely glanced her way. “If this is about shopping money again, forget it.” Selena scoffed. “Are you serious? Just because I did a little shopping, you're treating me like a burden?” Julian stopped at the dining table, grabbed a glass of water, and downed it in one gulp. “A little? You spent almost 300 million in two days—while I’m struggling to prote

The hospital room was calm that morning. The sterile scent of antiseptic lingered in the air, accompanied by the soft beeping of medical monitors—an ordinary backdrop in an otherwise tense situation. Selena sat upright on the hospital bed, wearing a patient’s gown, yet still managing to appear composed. Her hair was neatly tied back, and her eyes stared sharply out the window. Julian had just returned from getting breakfast. In his hand was a paper bag from Selena’s favorite restaurant. He was trying to show he cared, but the tension in his face betrayed the storm brewing within. “I brought your favorite croissant,” he said, placing it on the small table beside her bed. Selena glanced at it briefly. “Is it cold already?” Julian held his breath before forcing a small smile. “Still warm. I asked them to take it straight from the oven.” Selena gave a small nod. “Good.” Silence lingered. Then, casually, Selena said, “I want a gift.” Julian frowned. “A gift?” “Yes,” she re

Julian could no longer hold back the tightness in his chest. He broke down in tears.For the first time, he cried—without pride, without pretending to be strong. His tears poured freely, falling onto the stack of financial reports showing the company’s latest losses.“Evelyn…” he whispered.Her name was like a spell—one that sliced through his heart. The woman who had always been there for him, even in the darkest of times. He closed his eyes, letting his mind drift back to the past… to the days when Evelyn was still his wife.Back then, when Julian’s company had just begun, there were no investors. No large capital. Just a dream, hard work, and… Evelyn.He remembered vividly the day Evelyn came to him holding a large envelope filled with cash.“I sold the land I inherited from my father,” she had said. “Use this to build your company. I believe in you.”Julian had looked at her, overwhelmed with emotion. “Why do you believe in me so much?”Evelyn had simply smiled. “Because you’re my

In the front yard of Julian’s house, a gleaming red luxury sports car sat parked perfectly under the sun. Selena stood beside it, her eyes sparkling with triumph. Dressed in an expensive gown and high heels, she looked like the world revolved around her.Julian, on the other hand, stood silently at the doorway of the house, staring at the car with vacant eyes. His face was pale, and the puffiness beneath his eyes betrayed a sleepless night of turmoil. In his hand, he still held a folded piece of paper—a bank loan contract with installments that weighed heavily on his chest.“This car is amazing!” Selena squealed with excitement. “Look, it matches my new nails! Ah, I’m going to cruise around the city this afternoon!”Julian said nothing. He simply stood there, carrying the invisible weight of debt, rising interest, and the looming collapse of his company. But what hurt more than the financial burden was knowing the money that once represented Evelyn’s sacrifice for their future… had no

Night had fallen, with the air just cool enough to weigh on Julian’s chest.Inside the house, Selena once again stirred his frustration with her childish and entitled attitude.“What do you mean you’re only giving me one shopping card? I need two! One for clothes, another for skincare and jewelry!” she snapped, her face twisted in irritation.Julian sat in the living room, his eyes weary, his body heavy.“Selena, last month’s bills already hit hundreds of millions. Don’t you understand? Our financial situation isn’t stable right now.”“If you can’t make me happy, then why did you marry me in the first place?”Julian clenched his fists. He wanted to scream, to let out all the rage boiling inside. But every time he looked at Selena’s slightly rounded belly, the reminder of her pregnancy, he fell silent again.He let out a deep sigh and stood up. “I need some air.”Without another word, he grabbed his car keys and walked out, leaving the house behind. His head throbbed with pressure. His