บททั้งหมดของ Dear Husband my ex is back : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

It was almost nine in the evening when Orion stood before the mirror, adjusting the cuffs of his shirt. His reflection stared back at him with a coldness he didn’t recognize. He was getting ready for the blind date his sister had arranged, one he hadn’t wanted but couldn’t refuse. Eliana had insisted—he needed a wife, as soon as possible. But his heart wasn’t in it. His heart was elsewhere. His heart was still Rosy’s. It always had been, and no matter how much time passed, no matter how much people told him to move on, it always would be. “Are you sad?” Eliana’s soft voice broke the silence, pulling him out of his thoughts. She stood by the doorway, concern etched across her delicate features. “You don’t expect me to be happy, do you?” he muttered, his tone flat but heavy. His eyes dropped, shadows clinging beneath them. “I love Rosy. I love her so much and it hurts that I can't have her. But what choice do I have? If I don't get married in a month, Richard takes the CEO position

Franklin couldn’t sleep that night. The sterile scent of disinfectant clung to the hospital walls, the beeping monitors marked each second, but his mind refused to rest. He couldn't sleep when every time he shut his eyes, all he saw was her. Thalia. Her face. Her smile. Her laughter. Her cries. Her voice. Every fragment of her haunted him, flooding the cracks of his memory. He missed the way she used to hug him when the weight of the world pressed too heavily against his chest. She was his peace of mind, his safe place, the one person who knew how to pull him back when he was in a bad state. Yulia had never been like that. Yulia would roll her eyes, crawl under the sheets, and fall asleep without a second thought. He's not comparing but Yulia was careless, distant and indifferent. But Thalia? She had given him pieces of herself until she had nothing left to give. And what had he done? He had shattered her. He betrayed her trust, threw her out of his life without giving her

Thalia stepped into the Ritz Paris suite, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. The room glowed with late-afternoon sunlight, golden rays slipping through the half-drawn velvet drapes and spilling across the plush couches. A quiet buzz filled the air as the camera crew adjusted lights, clipped microphones, and whispered last-minute instructions. She moved with her usual poise, settling into the armchair prepared for her. Across from her, the interviewer, a chic Frenchwoman with sharp eyes and an easy smile, leaned forward. Her voice carried warmly into the microphones. “Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. I hope you’re all having a wonderful day. Vogue Paris is delighted to bring you an intimate conversation with the newly crowned Model of the Year.” The interview was live, broadcast worldwide. Millions of eyes were watching. Including Yulia and Franklin. Across town, Yulia sat hunched on the couch beside Franklin, who was streaming it on his laptop. She sho

Orion had seen Jewel when she ran out of her mother’s room in tears. And without thinking, he ran after the little girl. “Jewel, what’s wrong?” he asked, crouching to her height. “Uncle Orion, it’s Mommy...” Jewel sniffled, wiping her cheeks with her tiny fists. “She raised her voice at me.” Orion was surprised. He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly and gently patting her back. “My love, please don’t mind Mommy. Maybe something happened to her, okay?” But Jewel wouldn’t stop sobbing. This was the first time Eliana had ever shouted at her. She had never expected it. After what felt like forever persuading her, Orion finally managed to calm her down enough to sleep. “Don’t cry, hmm? Mommy’s just a bit tired,” he whispered. Jewel nodded, her lashes fluttering, as she drifted off. Orion exhaled a long, heavy sigh as he left the room. His mind was stacked to his father’s condition and it weighed on him, and he had no idea how Eliana would react to the news once sh

Franklin checked her heartbeat, she's not breathing. “No, no, no, Thalia opened your eyes.” he muttered, his heart beating as panic gripped him. The fear of losing her gnawed so fiercely at his insides he thought it might tear him apart. And the car moved itself toward the cliff. Franklin staggered back with her in his arms, holding her tightly against his chest. He was still weak but tightened his hold on her trembling body, he didn't expect to meet Thalia, he never thought about it. He laid her on the ground, shaking her body, his vision blurring, probably because of the injection he was given before he left the hospital. “Lia...wake up.” He shook her body for the time he said that. He tapped her cheeks but she didn't respond and she wasn't breathing. “Please open your eyes, I still have to apologize to you!” Tears rolled down his cheeks, he didn't know what to do to bring her back. “Is anyone there?” He yelled out and managed to get up. He was staggering as he walked t