Semua Bab My Cheating Husband Regretted Everything After I Married a Powerful Billionaire: Bab 181 - Bab 190

Before marrying Richard, Yuna had been the cherished heiress of her own family.The kind who had never been restrained in any way.When she married Richard, he was still just a small business owner, though his assets were already in the millions.Whether in her natal family or her husband’s, Yuna had always been the one served by others and had lived that way for decades.Today was the first time in her life she had been mistaken for a housekeeper!!!Yuna completely lost it.She looked down at her clothes—every piece flown in from overseas, the latest collections.The pearl necklace was a one-of-a-kind South Sea pearl, purchased for a million.The bracelet, the ring, even the brooch on her chest—each was something even wealthy families could only admire from afar.Anyone with eyes could tell her status was priceless.Yuna wanted to step forward and curse Yuri out, but when she saw the emerald bracelet on Yuri’s wrist, she forcibly swallowed her temper.Without assets in the billions, n

Yuna deliberately slowed her speech, making every word ring with cruel clarity.“Our HeartLogic Technologies may not be number one in Northhaven, but it’s certainly among the very top.“The only heir was married for six years and produced only one daughter. Think about what that means.“We told the public the young couple felt one child was enough—that was to spare Angela’s dignity and preserve the Turner family’s reputation. “So, we let her occupy the nest for five whole years. In any other family, she would’ve been thrown out long ago.“A woman like her is a sinner who cuts off the family line. I suggest you have a proper talk with your doctor son. “Taking a woman who can’t bear children. How is that any different from buying a patch of saline wasteland?”Her words were like a dull blade sawing through flesh—slow, relentless, and painful.Angela’s face remained blank, but frost had already sealed over her eyes.The softly curled ends of her hair brushed her neck, trembling faintly

Angela’s hair was tied with a dark blue ribbon.It was not pulled tight, leaving her hair light and full.When the wind blew, it slipped free.A long, well-shaped hand caught it and closed around it firmly.Angela sensed it.When she turned back to look for the ribbon, she saw Leon standing behind her. Her heart jolted, then she greeted him as usual, composed.“Dr. Wright, what a coincidence?”She stepped back two paces without drawing attention and reached out for the ribbon.Leon said, “I was heading to the pharmacy to ask about something… I saw you standing here, lost in thought.”When he placed the ribbon in her palm, he caught a faint trace of white sandalwood on it.It stirred his heart with ease.Angela gave a casual “ah” and said, “I like extreme weather. When I saw the thunder, I couldn’t help coming down to take a look… I’ve seen enough. I should head back upstairs. Bye.”“Wait…”Leon stopped her, speaking in a familiar tone. “Come by my office at noon. I made soup for you.”

If that really happened, then everything these past days would turn into nothing but a dream.God knew how happy and fulfilled he had been during this time.In the past, Angela was nothing more than a silhouette to him.It was enough just to see her from afar.Sometimes he would even carefully orchestrate a chance encounter—slow his steps, steady his breathing. A mere half-second of eye contact could send him into a high for the rest of the day.He knew she didn’t belong to him. She didn’t even know he existed. And yet he still couldn’t stop himself—after she got married, he still flew back twice a year just to see her, then mocked himself for how absurd he’d become on the way home.But now it was different.When he woke up in the morning, he could open his phone and see their photo together, glance at Angela’s profile picture, then think about what she liked to eat.After going downstairs, he could linger a little in front of the building—odds were high she would appear at the café

Donald’s expression stiffened, as if Angela had slapped him hard across the face.He couldn’t say a word, only swallowing that bitter aftertaste of regret in silence.…On most days, Angela never got enough sleep.But tonight, she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.Images of having meals with Leon and Sunny, clinking glasses, taking part in family activities together surfaced again and again, making some nerve deep inside her throb with a faint, twitching pain.She forced herself to stop thinking, buried her face in the pillow, and stayed that way until dawn.When dawn broke, it was the holiday.On days meant for family gatherings like this, Rachel always tried to make time to accompany Angela.She called in advance, asking if Angela could come downstairs to meet her.She hadn’t noticed when buying things, but when bringing them to the hospital, she realized there was far too much to carry.Angela asked Rachel to message her when she was close, and she would wait downstairs.The