The 10-Million Dollars Divorce: My Missing Wife, Her Hidden Pregnancy, and My Regret의 모든 챕터: 챕터 91 - 챕터 100

Ethan’s POVEver since Linda became vice president, the employees had been walking on eggshells. Everyone was tense, constantly watching her mood. In meetings, no one wanted to speak. The atmosphere was suffocating. Back then, even the cafeteria had been unnaturally quiet, conversations reduced to whispers. But after Steven returned, laughter started to come back. People lingered in the hallways again, chatting in small groups. You could see it on their faces. The life was slowly returning.When it came to intelligence, experience, track record, and connections, Steven clearly outmatched her on every front.Whenever Linda made vague, empty remarks, Steven responded calmly and logically. She couldn’t find a way to argue back and was often forced into silence. Her unreasonable orders began to decrease, and with that, the alarmingly high resignation rate finally started to slow. The pace at which talent was leaving the company visibly dropped. It couldn’t have been an easy role for S

Hannah’s POV“Mom… why don’t we have a dad?”One evening at dinner, Ken looked up at me with wide, innocent eyes, the question spilling out as if it were the simplest thing in the world. Amber, eating beside him, stopped mid-bite and turned to look at me too.“Where’s our daddy?”For a moment, I couldn’t speak.How much should I tell them? They were still so young. The truth felt too heavy, too cruel to place on their small shoulders. But I didn’t want to lie to them either. I took a breath and tried to choose my words carefully.“Well… your dad and I talked things through, and right now we live separately. But Ken and Amber are very important to him. He cares about you both.”I had just started to say it when Max, sitting beside me, smoothly changed the subject in a bright, easy voice.“Hey, Ken, Amber! What was the most fun part of kindergarten today? Want to tell me?”The kids immediately latched onto his question, as if the earlier one had never existed. They excitedly beg

Ethan’s POVThe call from the private investigator came about two months after my trip to East Coast. He sounded unusually excited.“Mr. Harrison, we found someone who closely matches the profile, along with a household that includes a pair of twins. We’ve identified the residence and I’m sending you several photos and the location data right now.”His voice was filled with excitement and pride, and even through the phone I could feel how big this was for him.“Got it. Thank you. Send everything immediately.”I hung up, my hands trembling. Maybe I’d finally see Hannah again. Maybe this time I could actually talk to her. After years of searching with nothing to show for it, the thought that she might finally be within reach made my heart race so hard I couldn’t sit still.Ping—A few minutes later, my phone chimed. I opened the email and pulled up the photos.They were a little grainy, clearly taken from a distance. But the woman in the images was unmistakable.It was Hannah—th

Ethan’s POV“This is Hannah… and the Jefferson’s personal doctor, right? The two of them kind of—”I cut Steven off before he could finish. If those words came out of his mouth, the tiny bit of hope I was still clinging to felt like it would shatter completely.“Don’t. Don’t say it.”At my sharp reaction, Steven fell silent and studied my face closely. A few seconds passed. Then he let out a quiet sigh.“So that’s why you’ve been like this,” he said. “Did you really think Hannah was waiting for you to come get her?”The question hit too close to home. I stiffened, flustered, and rushed to deny it.“N-No. That’s not what I thought.”But my voice betrayed me. It was unsteady, too quick. Steven didn’t react. He simply lowered his gaze back to the photos.“Still, these pictures complicate things,” he said calmly. “Hannah cut ties with her family. No one knew where she was. Doesn’t it strike you as strange that the family’s personal doctor knows exactly where she is?”While I was

Hannah’s POVSeveral years had passed since Max started coming and going from the villa in East Coast on a regular basis.The butler and housekeepers all knew about our relationship by now. It was openly acknowledged, no longer something we had to hide. A guest room had been prepared for Max, but so that I could get to the children quickly if they woke up in the middle of the night or something happened, his room was placed right next to mine. His belongings had slowly increased, and one corner of the villa had completely become his space.While the children were at kindergarten, Max would often pick me up by car and we’d steal a little time together.Sometimes we’d go for a drive to a scenic spot. Other times, we’d browse shops I normally never had the chance to visit. On birthdays or anniversaries, we’d go out for dinner. Sharing a bottle of wine and eating at the top floor of a hotel felt like stepping into another world, so different from my busy everyday life. Max always held