All Chapters of Divorce After Betrayal Ex-Wife Revenge : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The morning sky was blanketed with gray clouds, mirroring the heavy gloom that weighed down Julian’s heart. His car came to a slow stop in front of the luxurious house that no longer felt like home. He opened the door quietly and walked in, each step echoing with fatigue as he made his way down the hallway into the living room.There she was.Selena sat at the end of the sofa, wrapped in a thin blanket, her face soaked with tears. Her sobs were soft but sharp—like needles piercing into Julian’s chest. He stood frozen for a moment before taking a deep breath and approaching her.“Selena…”She didn’t reply. She turned her face away, wiping her tears with the back of her hand, but her gaze was piercing when she finally looked at him.“You’re back? After humiliating me in public like that?!”Julian lowered his head. Her words struck hard, but he didn’t try to deny them.“I’m sorry… I was drunk… I lost control…”“Lost control? That’s your excuse? You kissed another woman in front of everyo

Clouds hung low over the city that evening. Inside a luxurious hotel suite on the twenty-first floor, Selena sat on the couch with her laptop open on her lap. The screen displayed information about Adrian Morgan’s company—a name that had refused to leave her thoughts these past few days.It had been two days since their meeting at the café. Since Adrian made that sweet-sounding but cryptic offer. To be the face of his new company? Ten percent ownership from the start? That wasn’t a casual proposition.Selena moved the mouse, scrolling through Adrian’s portfolio. Morgan Capital Holdings. A few large projects had indeed been successful. But there were also legal cases in the past that had briefly dragged his company’s name into the spotlight—not proven, true, but enough to stir her suspicion.“Is this really about business potential… or just another way to exploit my name and current position?” she muttered under her breath.Her hand paused on the mouse. A folder popped open—one filled

Crystal chandeliers sparkled across the ceiling of the five-star hotel ballroom, where the grand launch of Adrian Morgan’s newest venture—Morgan Origin—was taking place. A long red carpet stretched through the room, filled with guests in tailored suits, glamorous gowns, and cameras flashing in every direction.Behind the main stage, in an exclusive dressing room, Selena stood in front of a wide mirror. The elegant black gown hugging her figure radiated power. Her hair was styled to perfection, her makeup flawless. Yet behind all the polish, her eyes held a flicker of nervousness.“This is a big night,” said Tasha, Adrian’s personal assistant, as she adjusted the golden brooch on Selena’s neckline. “You’re going to dazzle everyone.”Selena gave a faint smile. “That’s not what I’m afraid of.”Tasha paused. “Then what is?”“That I’ll dazzle someone I shouldn’t care about anymore.”Before Tasha could respond, a voice crackled through the earpiece: “Five-minute countdown for Selena’s appea

That morning, sunlight streamed through the towering windows of Adrian’s office, casting a golden hue across the sleek, modern furniture. In the center of the room, Selena sat with a serious expression, her eyes fixed on the tablet in her hands. Her heart pounded as she read the headline:> “Selena Zhang: The Ambitious Woman Who Rode Two CEOs to the Top?”Selena’s hand clenched tightly. She scrolled rapidly through the article. Every line dripped with venomous insinuations—that her success wasn't the result of hard work, but the outcome of her relationships with two powerful men: Julian, her ex-husband, and now Adrian Morgan, her business partner.There was no real evidence, but enough innuendo to split public opinion.“Is this Evelyn’s doing?” Selena murmured, though deep down, she already knew the answer.Tasha, standing beside her, nodded quietly. “We traced the IP of the contributor. The alias is fake, but the writing style—it's too similar to Evelyn’s past work from The Pearl Mag

That night, the Lang Yue Hotel ballroom sparkled under chandeliers of glistening crystal.Among Jakarta’s elite, the air was thick with the clinking of glasses, the soft swell of classical music, and polite conversations laced with hidden agendas.The event of the evening: The Asian Inspirational Women Awards Gala—a prestigious ceremony broadcast nationwide. And amidst the sea of powerful guests, two women with a long and tangled history were slowly, inevitably, moving toward each other.Selena entered in a black velvet gown with a plunging neckline and a flowing cape. Her hair was styled into a sleek updo, diamond earrings glinting as she walked. Her elegance radiated power.Tasha trailed behind, whispering urgently, “Evelyn is on the west side of the room. She hasn’t seen you yet. But…”“I know,” Selena replied, eyes fixed ahead. “I can feel her.”Across the room, Evelyn stood with a flute of champagne, surrounded by young entrepreneurs. She laughed softly, her voice light, her eyes