All Chapters of The CEO’s Lost Wife: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Emiliano stood up and walked across the living room, limping slightly on his right side. The bandage covering the wound on his head had come a little loose, and his fists were tightly clenched."I can’t believe you left because of that. I really can’t believe it.""Then what did you expect me to do? I did it to protect you too," Sara scolded him, though the last thing she wanted at that moment was to argue. "If I had told you the truth, tell me you wouldn’t have confronted him… maybe you would have killed him, or he would have killed you. I couldn’t carry on my conscience that two brothers died because of me. I thought I could face this with you, but when I got home and saw you with that bitch, I knew I was alone. I didn’t have to endure all that suffering. So I left."Emiliano walked to the wall and rested his forehead against it. He looked disoriented, anxious. Sara feared that telling him all of that so soon after the accident and in such a sudden way might bring consequences, but

Sara felt a strange chill run through her body. The collection had been damaged—they had destroyed it completely. Shreds of fabric hung from the mannequins, dark oil paint covered the few pieces that were still usable, the floor was full of footprints and stains. The scissors that had been used to destroy the fabrics lay thrown aside, smeared with paint. The place was a disaster.Sara’s eyes filled with tears. She couldn’t understand why this had happened. She had worked so hard on the new collection that the pain she felt became almost physical. She took two steps back, leaned against the doorframe, and sobbed there for a while.She would no longer have time to remake the collection. There would be no time for anything else. She had failed as the new designer of Casa Monter—her first collection, and she wouldn’t even be able to deliver it on time.She stood there paralyzed, eyes brimming with tears as she stared at the ruined designs, until the pain turned into rage. She left the off

Sara held her breath for a long moment. She neither wanted nor should speak—they were too far behind on the work and they needed her—but most of the people were having lunch, so she thought perhaps she could give the woman a minute.She passed by Emiliano without looking at him. She did not want to see on the man’s face the emotions he was going through at that moment, so she simply walked with her head held high and they left the place.Lara walked toward Emiliano’s office, and when the two of them were together, alone, a terrible silence formed. Lara opened her mouth to say something, but she stopped herself, closed it again, and then turned toward the window. She stood there staring at the cityscape for a long minute while the silence grew heavier and heavier, until suddenly she murmured:“Everything broke.”Sara, confused, shrugged and sat on the couch, clutching the cushion there tightly. Lara’s expression was defeated. For some strange reason, Sara felt afraid.“What do you mean

A Painful AccusationIt was the most important moment in Sara Fansheri’s career. She had dreamed of this her entire life: presenting her designs on a beautiful runway, having people recognize her for what she was capable of doing—and that moment had finally come.It was the pinnacle, the very thing she had worked toward for so many years, and Emiliano would not allow anything to ruin her moment. That was why, when he arrived home that afternoon, he took a long shower under cold water.There were still traces of blood in his hair. His accident—or rather, the attack against him—was far too recent, but he had to support her now. She had to know he was there for her, that he would always be there for her. And if he wanted to show her all that love, he had to do something first.So after putting on his most elegant suit for the collection presentation, he packed a few clothes into a suitcase, along with his identification documents and some toiletries. And when Lara arrived home, he was si

The fashion show began and ended successfully, and it all came down to the small, intimate meeting held with the board of directors. The triplets, Lara’s father, Doña Amelia—everyone gathered in silence, reflecting on it. The fact that they were thinking it over worried Sara quite a bit. But after a long minute, Doña Amelia broke the silence with a loud round of applause.“I don’t think there’s much to consider. Not only are the designs fantastic, but the proposal as a whole is as well. It is time for Casa Monter to enter the new era.”Luna, who had been the one insisting the most since Sara had arrived at the company that it was a disastrous idea, rolled her eyes and shrugged, but she said nothing against it. For Sara, that alone was already a great step forward.The board of directors voted—evidently yes, every single one of them.Sara felt fulfilled, and not even Mario’s presence in the room managed to sour the moment.She thought about that later, when the meeting ended and everyo