All Chapters of The CEO's Divorced Wife: Rewriting Her Life: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Victor Laurent fell asleep the way he did most nights, lying on his back with his hands resting on his chest while the city glowed through the wide windows of his estate. He was a powerful investor, a man who made decisions worth billions before breakfast, a man people described as sharp, controlled, and impossible to shake. Sleep was usually light for him, careful and guarded, as if even his dreams had to pass inspection before they were allowed to stay.That night, however, he slipped into a deeper sleep than usual, and the control he relied on loosened without his permission.In his dream, he was standing inside an office that looked like his but was not his. The walls were made of glass, and the city lights sparkled far below. Large screens covered one wall, displaying numbers from the global markets. Everything appeared calm and orderly at first, exactly the way he preferred it.Then the lights flickered, and the numbers on the screens began to change too quickly. Red lines dropp

The morning light poured through the tall windows of Victor Laurent’s estate, soft and warm, settling across the living room where father and son sat together. Elias was perched on the edge of the couch with a book in his lap, though he had long stopped reading it. His attention was on his father.Victor stood near the window with a tablet in his hand, reviewing documents, but he could feel Elias staring at him.“Dad,” Elias said suddenly, his voice careful, almost hopeful, “does it mean I can go to school and have friends?”Victor looked up slowly, his expression softening the moment his eyes met the boy’s. He lowered the tablet and walked toward him.“I only provided homeschooling because I needed to monitor you around the clock,” Victor said calmly, sitting down beside him, his tone patient and steady like he was explaining something important.“Your condition required it, and I couldn’t take any chances, but now that things are stable, yes… you can go to school.”For a moment Elia

The afternoon had already turned heavy with the kind of tension that made every word feel like it carried consequences, Adrian Kane stood near the wide window of his office, the city stretching beneath him in long gray lines, his hand gripping the phone so tightly that the muscles along his jaw twitched each time the silence on the other end stretched too long.“Mr. Conrad, please… I need your vote,” Adrian said, forcing his voice to remain controlled even though the strain beneath it was impossible to hide, “you know what I have sacrificed to get to this stage.”For a moment there was nothing but the faint hum of the line, Adrian’s heartbeat pounding in his ears while he stared at the glass window as if the answer might appear somewhere between the tall buildings below.Finally Conrad spoke, his tone calm, almost bored, as if the fate of a powerful corporation was nothing more than a casual business conversation.“Even if you get my vote and the other two,” Conrad said slowly, “it st

Victor rushed out of his office the moment the school principal called him and said there was trouble involving Elias, and as he drove toward the school his heart beat so hard in his chest that it felt like it might tear through his ribs.He drove faster than he ever had before. Traffic lights, speed limits, traffic laws — none of them seemed important in that moment. His mind was racing through every terrible possibility.Please let him be okay. That was the only thought repeating in his mind.He suddenly wondered if he had made a mistake letting Elias start school so soon after everything they had been through, and for the first time he questioned whether he should have kept Elias at home a few more weeks so he could monitor him closely before introducing him to the outside world.Victor gripped the steering wheel tighter. If anything happened to that boy, he knew he would never forgive himself.When he finally reached the school, he practically ran through the corridors until he re

Earlier, before the crash that would later destroy so many lives, Daniella had met Adrian in a hotel room, the kind of discreet executive suite often used by business people in the city who preferred privacy, the curtains were half drawn against the bright afternoon light and the air conditioner hummed softly while tension filled the room between them.Adrian stood near the small table, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand even though the room was cool, while Daniella watched him with a frown that showed she already sensed something was wrong.“Why the long face? Are you not going to hug me at least?” Daniella said with a small teasing smile as she stepped toward him, spreading her arms slightly as if expecting an embrace, but Adrian remained where he stood, stiff and silent, and Daniella’s smile faded as she continued, “I thought we were going to—”Adrian cut her off before she could finish, his voice low and uneasy. “Sabrina is starting to suspect us, everyone at the compan