All Chapters of Sir, You've Lost Her for Good: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

For three years, Celia Goodwin and Basil Fulton had kept their secret marriage exactly like this—meeting only to fulfill their duties as husband and wife.It was the 5th of the month. As usual, Basil had his butler, Greg Brown, bring Celia to Stellar Court. She'd always loved the garden there, which was full of pure white lilies. Their fragrance filled the place, and it looked dreamlike and soft.However, Celia and Basil's three-year term was up. She wasn't just there for another routine visit. She was also there to end the marriage!As she stepped into the room, Basil emerged from the bathroom. He was bare-chested, leaving his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and toned torso in full view. Every inch of his body was hard with power.A towel hung low on his hips, and water tracked down his lean muscles. His abs were stacked, and his obliques cut deep beneath the towel's edge, leaving much to imagination.His handsome face looked hand-carved by a meticulous god. His lips were pressed

Time seemed to stretch on endlessly outside the operating room.Violet paced the corridor restlessly, glancing again and again at the operating room's doors, which were shut tight. At long last, they opened.A nurse pushed Celia out. She'd already fallen into unconsciousness, but a trace of dried tears still streaked her cheeks, and faint bite marks showed on her pale lips."Lia!" Violet hurried forward.The doctor pulled off her mask, looking grave. "The surgery went well, but the patient's body is very weak. Given her condition, she must rest and recuperate properly. Otherwise… it may be tough for her to conceive in the future."Violet felt her heart sink. She looked at the unconscious Celia, and her tears spilled over again. Why did a wonderful woman like Celia just have to end up with a scumbag like Basil?Celia woke up in the afternoon.Violet's mother, Elaine White, arrived with a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup."Lia, you're up? Come on, have the food while it's hot

After several days of rest, Celia was finally discharged. She hated the sharp, sterile smell of the hospital. Violet was away on a business trip, so she sent a driver to pick Celia up.Dragging a body that was still weak and shaky, Celia returned to the apartment she'd bought before marriage. It was small, but every inch was hers, and it felt safe.Someone had been maintaining the place, for the whole unit was spotless and comfortable. Even the flowers on the table were fresh.The apartment sat in the city's most bustling district, a place where every square foot cost a fortune. The view from the balcony was exceptional—she only needed to look out to see Fulton Tower, which was more than 80 stories high. It towered like a giant in the city's center.Before marrying Basil, Celia loved standing there and gazing out, knowing that somewhere in that building was a person she couldn't let go of.Now, her cool, distant eyes merely carried frost. It was all water under the bridge now, and

The group made their way into the club.The Brocade Banyan sat tucked away in a quiet corner of the city's busiest district, yet it felt like a world apart. It didn't have the chill of concrete and steel, only gravel paths, neatly trimmed plants, and beautiful scenery. It was crafted with the graceful charm of a classical garden.Anyone who could set foot inside was a name in Hutton and even across the country.That night, the place was practically sparkling with star power.Surrounded by the group, Celia walked through the winding corridor toward their reserved private room, The Lotus Room. She wore a simple white dress with clean, sophisticated lines. Her cool, aloof presence didn't match the lively scene, yet it somehow drew every eye.Theodore walked beside her, falling half a step behind. He was close without overstepping, and his eyes sparkled with gentle fondness.In the shadows nearby, Basil held a glass of wine. His gaze was frosty as he zoned in on that slender figure.

Basil carried Stella out of the break room. They had barely reached the corridor when they ran straight into Tim, who came rushing over.He was stunned when he saw what Stella was like. "What happened?"Without breaking stride, Basil said icily, "Stella was taken hostage. She's in shock now."His gaze swept over the beautifully landscaped grounds with undisguised contempt and lethal resolve. "I want that monster to vanish from Hutton for good. As for this club, it doesn't need to exist anymore!"With that, he tightened his hold on Stella and strode off without looking back.Celia stood at the entrance to her private room, witnessing the entire scene. She saw how Basil had cradled Stella as if she were a precious treasure. He'd held her carefully while hurrying off, his jawline taut with a fierce protectiveness that no one could breach.She didn't know how to describe how she felt. It was a mixture of sourness and bitterness, but mostly, it was helplessness.His affection and ind