All Chapters of Unbroken: His Ex Wife's Comeback : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The gate slid open with a slow metal groan, letting Leona’s car roll into the compound. The evening sky was dark blue, the air thick and heavy after a long workday. Leona leaned her head back against the seat for a moment, letting out a tired breath while the car eased to a stop in front of the steps.Her driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror. “We’re home, ma’am.”“Thank you,” Leona murmured, rubbing her forehead. Her shoulders were stiff from hours of meetings. She wanted nothing more than to walk inside, take off her heels, shower, and sleep. She was already reaching for the door handle when another engine sound drifted into the quiet compound.A second car pulled in. Leona froze.Her driver frowned. “Ma’am… we’re not expecting anyone tonight.”“I know,” Leona said under her breath.The second car stopped right beside theirs. The door opened fast, almost like the person inside was running from something. Selene stepped out.Her hair was neat, her makeup untouched, but he

THIRTY MINUTES LATERLeona’s car rolled into the compound of her company, a tall glass building that caught the early morning light. The sky was soft, pale blue, and the air smelled fresh after a light night rain. She stepped out of the car with calm steps, her face smooth, her head held high. Her driver jogged ahead and opened the main door for her. She nodded once, then walked into the lobby. Heads turned and her workers whispered amongst themselves.Everyone knew something big was happening in the Ashford world, and everyone also knew Leona used to be part of that world. People kept their eyes on her as she walked to the elevator, her heels firm against the marble floor.She didn’t look at any of them. She didn’t need to.The elevator doors opened, and she stepped inside. Her reflection stared back at her in the silver walls. Her skin looked clear. Her hair was neat. Her lips held a faint, cold line. She looked like someone who had slept well. Someone who had made peace with her p

Morning light slid through the tall windows of Leona's office, soft and warm, the kind of calm brightness she rarely noticed before. She sat behind her desk, reading through a stack of reports, her pen moving steadily across the pages as she made notes in the margins. It had been days since the scandal burned through every news channel. Days since Selene's downfall. Days since Dorian's world cracked apart.And for the first time in a long while, Leona felt something close to peace. Not joy. Not excitement. Just… quiet inside her chest.Her pen glided over a document, pausing occasionally as she considered a particular clause or recommendation. Her movements were steady, deliberate. There was no rush. No anger buzzing in her veins like electricity looking for somewhere to ground itself. No grief pressing on her lungs, making every breath feel like work.She reached for her coffee cup, took a slow sip, and allowed herself a moment to simply exist in the silence of her office. The report

Leona woke up before her alarm today, and she didn't feel that tight pull in her chest. No fear. No anger. No weight pressing down on her shoulder blades like invisible hands trying to force her into the ground. She stayed still for a moment, staring at the soft morning light painting patterns on her ceiling, watching dust motes drift lazily through the air. Her body felt strange, almost light, like she had left something heavy behind in her sleep, like someone had quietly removed chains she'd worn for so long she'd forgotten they were there.She turned her head slowly and looked at the clock on her nightstand.6:03 a.m.She breathed out slowly, feeling the air leave her lungs in a way that felt different. Cleaner somehow.Then she smiled. A small one, but real. Genuine. Not forced. Not performed for anyone's benefit.She got out of bed, her feet touching the cool floor, and made her way to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth, washed her face with cold water that shocked her skin awa

Two weeks passed, and the city still whispered about the scandal. Selene's lie. Dorian's shame. The child who wasn't his. Reporters camped outside the hospital gates like vultures waiting for carrion, their cameras ready, their questions prepared. Dorian barely showed up anywhere anymore, not at the office, not at public events, not even at the places he used to frequent with such confidence. Investors were nervous, making phone calls, holding emergency meetings, discussing their options in hushed tones. Staff members whispered in corners, speculation running wild through every floor of his company.Leona watched it all from a distance. She didn't smile. She didn't celebrate. She didn't gloat or feel any particular satisfaction in watching Dorian's world crumble.She simply waited.Every day she bought a little more of Dorian's company shares. No dramatic announcements or public declarations. She did it like someone who already knew the ending, who had read the last page of the book a