All Chapters of Forgotten Wife: My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Sienna's POV While everyone started clearing their things and raising a voice, from the side of the table said, "We’re almost finished. Would you like to share anything before we wrap up today’s meeting with Sienna?”I stopped, noticing the hope reflected in their eyes focused on me. Feeling surged within me. My hand clenched into a fist resting on the table.“I just want to express my gratitude," I eventually said. "For this chance. I will give it my all.”They offered a clap, quiet yet sufficient to bring tears to my eyes. I smiled back, at them sensing a bravery growing within me.Once the meeting concluded Emily and I remained close to the exit. A quiet stillness hung in the air, between us as though anticipating some words to be shared.“I never thought we'd run into each other here," I murmured.Emily agreed with a nod. "Same here. Perhaps this is our chance to begin a fresh chapter not o

Sienna's POV I settled in, inhaled deeply and whispered gently.“Liliana, I encountered Emily during the publisher meeting.”Liliana’s eyes grew large exactly as I had anticipated. "What? Sienna, do you really mean that?”I agreed silently gazing at the cup before me.“She mentioned she is not going to abandon Liam.”Liliana grasped my hand, her tone gentle and comforting just, as usual.“Then allow me to be your support today. This burden is far too great for you to handle by yourself.”I gazed at Liliana’s fingers entwined with mine. The heat of her grasp was soothing, making me understand that since leaving the publisher’s office I had been caught in a tempest of feelings I couldn’t untangle on my own. Not because of Emily. Not because of Liam.. Because of the person I had become who now found himself in a situation I had never thought I’d achieve.I breathed out

Sienna's POVI remained quiet for a moment allowing Liliana’s words to settle without any attempt to fight them. My hand continued to rest in her warm steady tangible like a tether preventing me from falling into my own mind. The café was as bustling as usual, spoons tapping on cups, voices at the adjacent tables and the strong scent of coffee but it all seemed very distant from me.My thoughts wandered back to the meeting. To the white chamber. To the expressions that pronounced my name with solemn voices. To the manuscript that had existed solely on my laptop display for ages and was now gradually becoming something palpable. There was pride. A modest triumph I ought to have rejoiced in. Yet simultaneously Emily’s presence had slipped in casting a strain, over that instant that I hadn’t invited.I breathed out gently attempting to ease the tightness in my chest. It dawned on me that I had lived much of my life in a state of survival. Even when posit

Sienna's POV Outside the faint noise of cars passing by floated in. Life continued onward pausing for no one. Yet for the time, in ages I no longer felt abandoned by it.“I want to keep this feeling," I whispered softly. "The feeling that there’s no need to hurry. That it’s fine to move provided I don’t quit.”Liliana gave a nod of assent. "If someday you falter once more you know where to return.”I gazed at her feeling my chest grow warm more not from thrill but from a quiet feeling of security. In that instant amidst the leftover traces of coffee and the dimming daylight I realized one thing clearly, I wasn’t, by myself. That made all things seem achievable.“I suppose we’ll take that trip one day won’t we?" I inquired, to confirm.“Yes," Liliana said, raising her coffee cup "once your book is done. Once you’re back, on your feet. Once I’m done dealing with some clients who complicate my life.”

Sienna's POV We stood near my car, paper bags of pastries hanging lightly from my hands. The afternoon sun was beginning to sink, leaving behind a golden hue that made everything feel calm and unhurried. Liliana slipped both hands into the pockets of her coat, her face looking a little tired, yet her eyes were as warm as ever.“I guess this is where we part,” she said softly.I nodded. “Yeah. I should head home too before Noah starves waiting for dinner.”Liliana smiled faintly, then her expression shifted, turning more serious. She stepped closer. “Sienna.”I looked at her, fully attentive.“Don’t waver again,” she said. “Whatever happens next, stay confident in yourself. Don’t let Emily in not even a single step. She’s not just a small disturbance, Sienna. She’s a big problem. One crack is all it takes for her to ruin everything.”I swallowed, my chest tightening slightly. The way Liliana said it wasn’t meant to scare me, but to remind me of something