All Chapters of Get Lost Ex-husband : Chapter 21 - Chapter 26

The city glowed beneath the night sky, neon lights and headlights weaving together into a restless ribbon of movement. Even long after rush hour should have ended, the roads remained congested, cars crawling forward inch by inch as if the city itself refused to sleep. Caroline tapped the steering wheel lightly, eyes sharp as she searched for an opening. “There!” she exclaimed at last, turning the wheel decisively and sliding into a newly vacated parking spot with practiced ease. She exhaled in triumph and turned to the passenger seat with a grin. “Let’s go, Ava! The others have arrived already!” Ava hummed softly, lips curving into a relaxed smile. “Sure.” She stepped out of the car, the cool night air brushing against her skin. For the first time in a long while, she didn’t feel weighed down by invisible expectations, no rules about where she could go, no need to report her whereabouts, no pressure to maintain the image of a perfect Mrs. Woods. Caroline slipped her arm through A

Being involved in trending topics was nothing new to Ava.Although she wasn’t a celebrity, she had appeared on hot searches countless times over the years, either because she was Ethan Woods wife or because of her anonymous Twitter account, which occasionally stirred waves within professional circles.For the sake of Woods Group’s reputation, Ethan and Ava had always maintained the image of a perfect couple in public.They attended banquets together.They appeared at charity events side by side.They were photographed smiling, standing close, fingers almost touching.To outsiders, they were the model power couple, elegant, harmonious, enviable.In the past, Ava had been willing to cooperate.Not because she was forced to.But because she loved him.She had genuinely looked forward to those events. Standing beside Ethan under flashing cameras made her feel, if only for a few hours. that she had married the right man. That her persistence had meaning. That her marriage was real.But now

Finally, the day of the banquet arrived. The long anticipated night—one that would quietly redraw alliances, expose truths, and shift balances that had stood unchallenged for years was here at last. At this moment, Ava was already seated in Sebastian King's car. The city lights streamed past the windows in blurred ribbons of gold and white. The interior of the car was quiet, refined, carrying a faint scent of cedar and leather. Caroline was not with her tonight; she had chosen to attend with Callan and Nina, claiming loudly that she didn’t want to be “a third wheel in a power couple’s drama.” Sebastian was driving, one hand steady on the steering wheel. Ava sat in the front passenger seat, posture composed, gaze calm. He glanced at her briefly, a smile tugging at his lips. “Why didn’t you wear the dress I prepared for you?” Ava turned to look at him, her expression relaxed. “Those dresses don’t suit me. I picked two others from the boutique instead. I’ll return the ones