Alle Kapitel von His Loss: Divorced Heiress is now on top: Kapitel 71 – Kapitel 80

Elara pulled up to her estate gate, already exhausted from the emotional whiplash of the day. But the security guard stepped out of the booth, looking overwhelmed. "Ma'am, we have a... situation. These were delivered for you an hour ago."Behind the gate sat ten massive bouquets, each packed so tightly with tulips that they looked like solid walls of color. Ten bouquets, a thousand tulips each. Ten thousand flowers sat there, glowing under the streetlights. Elara reached out and pulled the small, cream-colored card from the nearest one."I'll love you a thousand times over. ~Love, Alex."Elara started coughing uncontrollably, the sheer audacity of the gesture hitting her like a physical blow. She clutched the card, her eyes watering. 'Ten thousand tulips? So now remembers?' "Ma'am? Where do you want them?" the guard asked, scratching his head.Elara tucked the card back into the petals and straightened her back, her face hardening into a mask of indifference. "Toss them," she said co

Elara pulled up to her estate gate, already exhausted from the emotional whiplash of the day. But the security guard stepped out of the booth, looking overwhelmed. "Ma'am, we have a... situation. These were delivered for you an hour ago."Behind the gate sat ten massive bouquets, each packed so tightly with tulips that they looked like solid walls of color. Ten bouquets, a thousand tulips each. Ten thousand flowers sat there, glowing under the streetlights. Elara reached out and pulled the small, cream-colored card from the nearest one."I'll love you a thousand times over. ~Love, Alex."Elara started coughing uncontrollably, the sheer audacity of the gesture hitting her like a physical blow. She clutched the card, her eyes watering. 'Ten thousand tulips? So now remembers?' "Ma'am? Where do you want them?" the guard asked, scratching his head.Elara tucked the card back into the petals and straightened her back, her face hardening into a mask of indifference. "Toss them," she said co

Alexander stopped mid-punch, his glove hanging heavy in the air. He was at the gym with his best friend Eren Lakeland and childhood buddy, Ryan Montrose, trying to blow off some steam. Boxing was his only escape. After Elara had practically called him a sex offender earlier, he felt sick and upset. He couldn't believe she thought so poorly of him after everything.He wiped sweat from his forehead and picked up his phone. He saw a text notification from Vivienne. He had been so caught up in his feelings for Elara that he had completely forgotten Vivienne even existed. He was about to toss the phone back into his bag, but a picture on the screen caught his eye and made his blood run cold.It was Elara. She was standing in front of a high-end restaurant, and a tall, handsome man was leaning down to kiss her forehead.A second later, another message from Vivienne popped up: [The woman you're head over heels for doesn't have the decency of being faithful to her husband. Is this what you

Elara's phone rang from the night stand making her groan. 'Allistar must have plugged it,' she said cleaning her eyes as the bright morning light stung her vision. She reached out with a shaky hand and grabbed the device from the nightstand. When she saw the name Ethan flashing on the caller ID, a genuine smile appeared on her face.She slid the bar to answer, but she didn't speak right away. She just held the phone to her ear, letting the quiet hum of the connection settle her nerves."Hello, Elara?" Ethan’s voice was always so warm and gentle. She let out a soft, intentional breath into the receiver so he would know she was on the line."Good morning, Lara," he said, and she could almost hear the smile in his voice. "I just wanted to inform you that I've landed in Vanguard City and I’m properly settled in. I actually called you several times last night, but you weren't reachable. I was getting a bit worried about you.""But wait—" Elara started to say, wanting to explain her absen

"I'm so sorry, Ethan," Elara said, her face flushing with embarrassment as she grabbed her clutch. "It’s no problem, Lara," Ethan replied with a calm, easy smile. "I always knew you were a workaholic. We’ll reschedule." "Thank you for being so understanding," she said, feeling a wave of relief. Ethan gestured to the menu. "At least let me get you some take-out to go. You shouldn't work on an empty stomach." "Okay, thank you," she agreed. She waited for him to stand up and walk her to the door, but he stayed rooted in his seat. He gave her a polite wave but didn't move an inch toward the exit. 'Is he avoiding Alex? But why?' The thought flickered in her mind, but her entire train of thought was derailed the moment she stepped onto the sidewalk. Alexander was there, leaning against his black Mercedes Maybach. The streetlights caught the sharp lines of his suit and the dark intensity in his eyes. Her heart got caught in her throat. He looked like a dream—a perfect, handsome dream—a