All Chapters of Divorced on Our Wedding Night: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

They left the warehouse without another word, but the silence between them no longer felt heavy in the same way. It was not tension that followed them back to the car. It was awareness.Everything had changed.Avelyn sat by the window as the city lights passed in blurred reflections, her mind moving through everything Aurora had said. Not just the system, not just the backdoor, but the meaning behind it. There was a difference now between what was broken and what had simply been ignored.She understood that difference clearly.And that meant there was no easy fix.Cassian sat beside her, quiet as always, but his presence felt different too. Less distant. Less guarded. Not because the situation had improved, but because something had been forced into the open, something neither of them could pretend didn’t exist anymore.Lucas drove, focused but unsettled, while Tan leaned back, unusually quiet for once. Even he seemed to understand that this wasn’t the time for commentary.When they r

The discovery that Aurora was still watching did not create panic. It created focus. Avelyn stood in front of the main display, studying the activity Lucas had pulled up. It wasn’t an intrusion. It wasn’t even an attempt. It was observation careful, measured, almost patient in a way that felt intentional. “She’s not testing anything,” Lucas said, his voice lower now. “No probes, no scans. Just… monitoring.” Tan frowned. “That’s worse.” Avelyn didn’t disagree. “It means she’s adapting.” Cassian stepped beside her, his gaze fixed on the data. “Or waiting for us to finish.” Avelyn glanced at him briefly. “So she can try again.” Cassian nodded once. “Yes.” A brief silence followed. Then Avelyn said, “We don’t give her that chance.” Lucas looked up. “You mean we cut the connection?” Avelyn shook her head. “No. We let her watch.” Tan raised an eyebrow. “That sounds risky.” “It is,” Avelyn said. “But it’s also controlled.” Cassian’s gaze shifted toward her. “Explain.” Avelyn t

The system remained stable through the early hours of the morning, and for the first time, the silence in the room felt earned rather than forced. It was not the quiet of uncertainty or tension, but the quiet that comes after something difficult has been done right.Avelyn stayed by the console, not because she had to, but because she needed to see it hold. The numbers didn’t lie. The structure didn’t shift. Every node responded as it should, every layer aligned with the design she had built.Still, she watched.Cassian stood nearby, his attention moving between the system and her. He said nothing at first. There was no need to fill the silence. Not anymore.When Lucas and Tan returned, carrying fresh coffee and a little more energy than before, the atmosphere didn’t break. It simply expanded, like a room finally able to breathe again.Lucas placed a cup near Avelyn without saying anything. She glanced at it briefly, then at him.“Thanks.”He nodded, a small smile forming. “Thought yo

Avelyn did not sleep. She tried, at some point, closing her eyes in the quiet room Lucas had arranged for her, but her mind refused to rest. Every thought circled back to the same place the timestamp, the meeting, Aurora’s move, and beneath all of that, something deeper she had been holding back for far too long. The wedding night. It came back to her without warning, the memory sharp, vivid, and unwelcome. The lights had been too bright that night. Too many people. Too many smiles. Too many expectations wrapped in something that had felt too perfect to question. She had stood beside Cassian, her hand in his, her heart steady in a way she had never known before. For once, everything had felt certain. And then It was gone. Not slowly. Not gently. But all at once. Avelyn opened her eyes again, staring at the ceiling, her chest tightening slightly as the memory settled. She had not asked him why. Not that night. Not the next day. Not ever. Because the way he had looked at

The silence in the boardroom lasted longer than expected. Not because they didn’t recognize Avelyn. But because they did. Every person seated at that long polished table knew exactly who she was. That made it worse. That made her presence heavier, more disruptive than a stranger ever could have been. She walked forward without hesitation, her heels echoing softly against the floor, her gaze steady as it moved across the room. She didn’t rush. She didn’t explain. She didn’t offer anything to soften the moment. She took the seat at the head of the table. Cassian’s seat. That was when the silence broke. “This is unexpected,” one of the board members said, his voice controlled but edged with clear disapproval. “Where is Mr. Blackridge?” Avelyn placed the tablet neatly on the table in front of her before looking up. “Unavailable.” Another voice followed, sharper this time. “Unavailable? For a meeting he personally scheduled?” Avelyn met his gaze without flinching. “Yes.” A brie