All Chapters of My Husband Regretted Divorcing Me: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The clip played on a loop.Muted.Unavoidable.Sarah had tried turning off the screen twice. Both times, someone else turned it back on.“Market wants to see it,” Harrison had said the second time, not looking up from his tablet. “Engagement’s high.”Lena stood near the window, arms folded, watching her reflection instead of the footage.On-screen, Sebastian’s voice carried clearly even without sound—his posture, the angle of his shoulders, the way he turned slightly toward her at the end of that sentence.When the stability of something valuable is threatened, you protect it.She knew what it looked like.Unity.Partnership.Something dangerously close to trust.None of which were supposed to exist anymore.“Public sentiment is stabilizing,” Sarah said, stepping beside her. “Investors like the appearance of control.”“Appearance,” Lena repeated.“It buys time.”“And costs accuracy.”Sarah gave her a look. “Right now, we need time more than accuracy.”Lena didn’t respond.Because Sara

The next morning didn’t begin with a meeting.It began with noise.Lena woke to her phone vibrating across the nightstand, not once, not twice—but continuously, as if the device itself were trying to warn her.She reached for it, still half-asleep.Then she saw the notifications.Dozens.No—hundreds.Messages, tags, missed calls.And at the top—Sarah.Call me. Now.Lena sat up immediately.Her chest tightened in that quiet, instinctive way that meant something had already gone wrong.She called.Sarah picked up on the first ring.“You need to see this before you walk into the office,” she said.No greeting.No softening.Lena swung her legs off the bed.“Say it.”A pause.Then—“They’ve turned it into a story about your marriage.”Lena’s grip on the phone tightened.“That was already happening.”“No,” Sarah said. “Not like this.”Another pause.Heavier.“Monica escalated.”—Ten minutes later, Lena stood in her kitchen, coffee untouched, staring at the screen.It wasn’t just headline

Rain in Tucson was rare.That morning, it came quietly.A soft grey drizzle clung to the windows of Hartwell Enterprises, turning the city beyond into blurred light and shadow. Employees moved through the lobby with umbrellas and hurried steps, their voices lower than usual, as though the weather itself had asked for silence.Lena stood in her office, staring at the rain.She should have been reviewing reports.Instead, she found herself rereading the same paragraph for the fifth time.Not because the numbers were complicated.Because her mind refused to stay on them.A knock came at the door.“Come in.”Sarah stepped inside carrying two folders and a look that suggested trouble.“Please tell me one of those is coffee.”“No,” Sarah said. “But one of them is worse.”Lena sighed. “Wonderful.”Sarah set the folders down.“The trustees want another meeting.”“Expected.”“And Monica’s been talking to two board members privately.”That pulled Lena’s attention immediately.“Which two?”“Hend

Chapter 28: Inheritance of SecretsThe room went still enough to hear the rainwater sliding down the outside windows.Lena looked from Adrian to Sebastian, trying to understand what had just shifted.Because something had.The air itself felt different now.Sharper.More dangerous.Sebastian leaned back slowly in his chair, his expression unreadable in the way it became when something truly unsettled him.“My family?” he repeated evenly.Adrian nodded once.“Yes.”“That’s interesting,” Sebestian said. “Considering I came here to discuss Lena’s inheritance, not mine.”“This involves both.”Lena’s patience snapped first.“Then stop talking in riddles.”Her voice cracked through the room cleanly.Jonathan Vale looked down immediately, wisely removing himself from the center of the conversation.Adrian, however, held Lena’s gaze.“I’m trying to explain this carefully.”“I don’t want careful,” she shot back. “I want the truth.”A pause.Then Adrian exhaled softly, as if finally accepting t

The contact lasted only seconds.But it changed the atmosphere instantly.Lena looked down at Sebastian’s hand around hers, her pulse suddenly loud enough to drown out everything else in the room.Neither of them had touched like that in a very long time.Not casually.Not instinctively.And certainly not in front of other people.Sebastian realized it half a second later.His fingers loosened immediately.But not before Lena felt the hesitation in him.The reluctance.He stepped back first.Professional again.Controlled.Yet the damage had already been done.Adrian noticed.Jonathan noticed.And judging by the silence swallowing the room, everyone understood exactly how dangerous emotional instincts could become under pressure.Lena cleared her throat and forced herself back into focus.“The review request,” she said sharply, looking at Jonathan. “Who filed it?”Jonathan adjusted the papers in front of him.“It came through an intermediary legal group.”“Which means Monica.”“Most l