All Chapters of Unbroken: His Ex Wife's Comeback : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The lights dimmed to almost nothing.For a heartbeat, the room gets swallowed in darkness. Then...They flare to life, not in gold this time, but in pure, blinding white. The runway glows under the brightness, like fresh snow under a winter sun.Leona felt the air shift. It was subtle, but real. The kind of change that makes people sit up straighter without knowing why. A murmur runs through the crowd, low but charged, like a wave rolling across the shore before it breaks.Beside her, Melissa leans in, her perfume warm and sweet in the cool air. “Finale,” she whispers, her voice almost lost in the hush.The music starts, not slow and sultry like before, but sharp, alive, pulsing with a beat that seems to thump in Leona’s chest. It’s not a song that waits for you; it drags you with it.Then, from behind the velvet curtain, the final model appears.Leona’s first thought is that she looks like night itself come to life.She’s wearing a gown so dark it seems to drink in the light, yet the

The music shifted, heavy bass thumping through the walls and shaking the ground under their feet. Lights flashed across the crowd in streaks of purple and red, catching on the glass walls behind the DJ booth.Leona laughed as Melissa and herself swayed their hips to the beat of Wine Pon You by Doja Cat. The song throbbed through the room, bodies grinding, arms raised in the air. Melissa threw her head back, dark curls bouncing, and spun around with wild energy.Leona followed her, her own body giving in to the rhythm. For the first time that night, she felt lighter, almost free. Her arms moved above her head as she let herself get lost in the crowd.Then a guy with a confident grin and broad shoulders slid into their space, leaning toward Melissa with a look that was anything but shy. He bent close to say something in her ear, and Melissa laughed, brushing a strand of hair off her face.Melissa caught Leona’s eye and gave her a quick wink, mouthing, I’ll be fine. Then she nodded towar

The next morning, soft rays of sunlight slipped through the thin curtains of the hotel room. Leona blinked awake, her eyes still heavy from sleep. The faint smell of coffee lingered in the air.Adrian was already up, sitting on the couch by the window with his phone in hand. A tray of breakfast sat on the table, scrambled eggs, toast, fruit, and two mugs of steaming coffee.“Good morning,” she murmured, rubbing her eyes as she sat up.He glanced up, a smile tugging at his lips. “Morning. You must be hungry. I didn’t know if you’d want coffee or tea, so I ordered both.”Leona chuckled softly. “Coffee will do. Thanks.” She stood, padding over to the table in bare feet. Her fingers wrapped around the warm mug, the heat seeping into her palms. She took a slow sip and let out a sigh. “That’s perfect.”Adrian leaned back on the couch, studying her for a moment. “I had some clothes sent up. They should fit.”She froze mid-sip, tilting her head at him. “Clothes? For me?”“Yeah,” he said casua

The night air was cool, the faint sound of traffic fading behind them as Adrian drove. Leona leaned her head against the window, her thoughts still circling Dorian and the bitter encounter from earlier. She wanted to scream, to break something, anything, but instead she just breathed, slow and heavy, watching the dark streets roll by.“Want to grab something sweet?” Adrian’s voice broke the silence, low but steady.She turned her head slightly, one brow lifting. “Sweet? At this hour?”He chuckled, his hands loose on the wheel. “There’s never a wrong hour for ice cream. Trust me, it helps.”Her lips curved into the smallest smile. “Ice cream?”“Yeah. Unless you’re too grown up for that?” he teased, cutting his eyes toward her for a second.Leona rolled her eyes but laughed softly, the tension in her chest easing just a little. “Fine. But only because I don’t have the energy to argue.”“Good enough for me.”They stopped at a small corner shop that was still open. The neon lights flicker

ONE WEEK LATER This morning felt brighter than usual. Leona stood in front of her dressing mirror, fixing the last button of her grey suit jacket. She tilted her head, adjusting the lapel, and smoothed the fabric down. Her reflection looked calm, but inside her chest there was a steady rhythm of nerves. Today’s meeting was important.She picked up a silver chain from her drawer, clipped it around her neck, then brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Dana’s voice came from the doorway, cheerful as always.“You look powerful, ma’am. That suit was a great choice,” Dana said, holding a folder close to her chest.Leona turned, a small smile pulling at her lips. “Do I? I feel like my stomach is twisting in knots.”Dana shook her head quickly. “You’ve got this. Trust me. And besides…” She grinned, lowering her voice like she was sharing a secret. “You’ll impress them before you even open your mouth.”That made Leona laugh softly. “Thank you, Dana. Let’s go before I change my mind and hide