Semua Bab Unbroken: His Ex Wife's Comeback : Bab 101 - Bab 110

The next morning, sunlight poured softly through the wide glass windows of Selene’s car as she drove through the city. Her fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel, a faint smile playing on her lips. Everything looked calm again. The transfer from Dorian had come through earlier that morning, two million dollars, just as promised.She felt good. Safe. In control.Her driver stopped in front of the silver-gated building of the HopeReach Foundation. Selene adjusted her sunglasses, picked up her purse, and stepped out gracefully. Her beige heels clicked against the marble floor as she walked through the tall glass doors. The air smelled faintly of coffee and fresh paint.The receptionist looked up immediately. “Good morning, Ms. Selene,” she said with a polite smile. “You didn’t call ahead today.”Selene smiled back, her voice smooth. “I wanted to drop by personally. Is Mrs. Benton in?”“Yes, ma’am. She’s in her office.”“Good.” Selene handed the woman a small smile before walking to

Evening light spilled through the tall glass windows of Leona’s office, washing everything in a soft orange glow. Papers were stacked neatly on her desk, her laptop already shut. The rest of the floor was quiet now, the usual clatter of heels and chatter of assistants long gone.Leona leaned back in her chair, her pen still between her fingers. Her mind wasn’t on the reports in front of her anymore. It was on yesterday.Her lips twitched slightly, half amusement, half annoyance. Dorian.He really thought she’d come to help him. That poor, clueless man.She let out a soft, humorless laugh and shook her head. “Clown,” she muttered under her breath. “I was even being kind.”Her hand brushed against her hair, pushing a strand away from her face. The faint smile stayed for a moment before fading again. He’d deserved everything that happened. After everything he’d done, to her, to her heart,  he was lucky she’d stopped at humiliation.She still remembered the look on his face yesterday

FEW MINUTES LATERThe city looked beautiful from up here, all lights and quiet motion. Cars moved like tiny sparks down below, the skyline glowing against the night. Leona stood there for a long time, one arm wrapped loosely around herself, trying to steady the thoughts spinning in her head.Her phone lay on the table behind her, screen dark. She had changed into her nightgown and tied her hair up, but sleep felt far away. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Adrian, his calm face, that small smile when she’d asked if he liked the woman. His “no” had sounded so sure it left her chest tight.The phone buzzed suddenly. She turned, her pulse jumping. When she saw his name light up on the screen, her stomach flipped before she could help it.Adrian: You got home safe?Her lips parted slightly. For a second, she just stared at the message, the glow of the screen soft on her face. It was simple. Short. But it made something in her ease, like a knot loosening inside her chest.She typed b

Morning Light spilled gently into Leona’s office, cutting through the glass walls in soft golden lines. The building was quieter than usual, only the hum of early workers and the faint clatter of keyboards filling the air. She sat behind her desk, sipping her first cup of coffee, still half-lost in thought.She had barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Adrian leaning over to fix her heel, his calm voice at dinner, the way his eyes softened when he said, “Only for you.”Her lips tugged slightly before she could stop herself. It wasn’t a big smile, more like the kind that sneaks up on you before you realize it’s there.The door opened with a quiet knock. “Good morning, Ms. Sterling,” Dana said, stepping in with her usual cheerful energy, a tablet tucked under her arm.“Morning,” Leona said, her tone casual, though her smile lingered longer than she intended.Dana paused halfway to the desk, eyes narrowing slightly in that playful way she did when she noticed something. “

The soft hum of birds drifted through the window as sunlight slipped past the curtains, brushing over Leona’s face. She blinked awake slowly, stretching a little before sitting up. The air still carried the quiet of early morning. It was only six.She pushed off the covers and tied her hair into a loose bun. Most people would still be asleep at that hour, but mornings like this were her favorite, peaceful and unhurried.In the kitchen, the smell of fresh herbs filled the air. Leona moved easily between the counter and the stove, slicing vegetables and stirring the soup that simmered in a small pot. She wore a simple white shirt tucked into soft cotton pants, her movements calm but sure.The sound of footsteps came from behind her.“Miss Leona?”Leona turned to see Mrs. Hart, the head maid, standing in the doorway, wiping her hands on her apron. Her gray hair was tied neatly, and there was a faint look of concern on her face.“Oh, you’re up early again,” Mrs. Hart said with a small smi