Alle Kapitel von Regret After Divorce: My Billionaire Ex Begs Me Back: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 18

The air in the room tightened the moment Evander’s gaze darkened.Realizing where his eyes had fallen, Thalina immediately pulled her hand back.Alistair noticed the movement and frowned slightly, his gaze shifting between Thalina and the man who had just entered. Who was this? he wondered. What kind of man could make her react like that?“Evander…” Thalina began, but he cut her off.“So this is why you threw a tantrum over a divorce?”His voice was low, controlled—worse than anger. It sounded like disappointment.Thalina parted her lips to explain, but stopped herself at the last second.She didn’t need to.If this was what would push him to sign the divorce papers, then so be it.“What are you doing here?” she asked instead.Something flickered at the edges of Evander’s eyes before he spoke.“Someone was kind enough to inform me after you decided to humiliate yourself at your father’s house,” he said, venom lacing every word.Someone…Thalina’s fingers curled tightly as realization

Thalina spent the rest of the night turning everything over in her mind.By the time dawn broke the next morning, she knew exactly what she needed to do.She turned off the alarm on her phone, got dressed, then left Ronan a short note thanking him before heading to work.The moment she arrived, she didn’t stop at her desk, she went straight to Evander’s office.Two knocks was all it took for her to open his door without waiting for a response.Evander looked up from the paperwork on his desk. For a brief second, something flickered in his eyes—something unreadable—before it disappeared just as quickly as he lowered his gaze again.“What is it?” he asked.Thalina walked up to his desk and placed the document in her hand in front of him.“I’m submitting my resignation letter.”Evander’s fingers stilled around the pen he was holding.He looked up again, his expression flat.“What?”Thalina didn’t flinch. She didn’t look away.She had already made up her mind.With less than a year left t

Thalina didn’t know if she had been expecting a miracle.But as she sat there for an hour in Cassiel’s office, silently praying that something—anything—would change in her results, a part of her must have hoped.Maybe it had been a mistake.Maybe the tests had been mixed up.Maybe she and Ronan would laugh about it later over drinks, calling it some ridiculous misdiagnosis.But now, as she stared at the confirmation of her impending death once again, she couldn’t help but feel foolish.Behind his desk, Cassiel let out a quiet sigh as his eyes moved over the report. He lifted his gaze to Thalina.This time, there was no hiding it. The pity in his eyes was clear and pity meant only one thing.There was no way out.Thalina swallowed hard, forcing back the sting building behind her eyes.How stupid of her to hope.“It’s bad?” Ronan asked from beside her.Cassiel pressed his lips into a thin line.“Half a year… at most.”Thalina had already heard it before, but hearing it again didn’t make

If Evander were to recount how long he had known Thalina, he could easily say a third of his life.Yet, in all that time, he had never seen her like this. She had always dressed… simply and modest, almost subdued—like someone trying not to be seen.But tonight, the gown she wore traced her figure perfectly, accentuating her curves in a way that felt both elegant and dangerously captivating. The soft pink shade complemented her milky complexion, while the subtle reveal of skin along her neckline added just enough allure without crossing into excess.For the first time, she didn’t look like the quiet woman who stayed in the background.She looked like a woman who commanded attention and without realizing it, Evander’s gaze lingered, taking her in as something unfamiliar stirred in his chest, subtle yet undeniable.“Wow… who is she?”“Is she a celebrity?”“I’ve never seen someone so beautiful…”The murmurs spread quickly, echoed by both the crowd and the paparazzi. Cameras shifted, lense