Beauty Without Worth

3RD POV:"She is the woman who saved my life, Eulalie. She is the Miracle Doctor. She is the one who restored my sight when every other doctor in the country told me I would be blind forever. And I threw her away like garbage because I was too blind and stupid to see what was right in front of me."The words hit the room like a bomb dropping.The Miracle Doctor.The room seemed to lose all its air. The mysterious, legendary brilliant surgeon who had quietly restored Cassian's vision and then disappeared without taking a single cent or asking for any fame. The person who was talked about in whispered, respectful tones in every medical circle as the greatest mind of their generation.And that doctor was Thalassa.The quiet girl. The discarded wife. The woman they had all treated like an ugly, nameless ghost for years.Eulalie's carefully constructed mask shattered into a thousand pieces. She couldn't stop the sudden wave of ugly rage that surged through her body, burning away the

Too Late for Regret

3RD POV:The dining room had emptied.Cassian stood completely alone in the middle of the wreckage. The shattered glass decanter was still lying on the cold marble floor, and the expensive amber liquid was slowly seeping into the pale grout between the tiles. The heavy dining chairs had been pushed back at odd, messy angles, and crumpled linen napkins lay abandoned on the table beside crystal glasses that were still half full of wine.His family had fled one by one. They had left in a hurry, unable to look him in the eye, unable to speak to him, and completely unable to pretend that everything was going to be okay after what had just happened.His father had been the very first to leave. Victor Deveraux had looked at his son with a cold, hard expression on his face, the exact kind of severe look he usually reserved for low-level employees who had failed him at work."We will talk about this tomorrow morning," Victor had said, his voice flat and completely devoid of any real emoti

When Regret Became Obsession

3RD POV:The days after the disaster of a dinner party blurred together into a dark haze of cheap whiskey and heavy regret.Cassian barely left the empty mansion. He could not bear the thought of facing the outside world, and he certainly could not bear to see the pitying looks from strangers or hear the endless whispered gossip from his peers. His father had called him twice, his voice cold and demanding over the speaker, asking for explanations and answers that Cassian simply did not have. His mother had sent a short note with one of the servants, gentle and concerned, asking if he was eating or if he was okay. He had not bothered to respond to either of them.Instead, he spent almost all of his time sitting alone in his dark study. He stayed hunched over his laptop until the early hours of the morning, his eyes burning red from staring at the bright screen for hours on end.He was searching for her. Thalassa. Lyra. The Miracle Doctor. He typed in every combination of names he c

The Reckless Pursuit

3RD POV:And he had looked right at her for years and seen nothing more than a mask.Cassian slammed his laptop shut so hard the loud snap echoed through the quiet study. He leaned back in his leather chair and covered his face with his hands, his fingers trembling violently. The sheer scale of what he had lost was staggering. He had been legally married to a woman who was a literary genius, a medical hero, and a living legend. And he had treated her like she was a nobody. He had dismissed her, ignored her calls, and thrown her out of his life without giving it a second thought.He had been so blind. Not just in the physical sense when his eyes were broken, but in every single way that actually mattered. He had seen her simple clothes and assumed she was poor. He had seen her mask and assumed there was nothing worth knowing underneath it. He had been so entirely focused on what she appeared to be on the surface that he had never once bothered to ask questions or find out who she re

No Looking Back

THALASSA's POV:The small apartment had slowly turned into a crowded graveyard of Cassian's desperation.Every single afternoon for the past week, a new delivery driver had knocked on the door with another huge load. There were flowers everywhere, so many massive bouquets of expensive roses that the tiny living space started to smell like a stuffy funeral home. Shiny jewelry boxes were stacked high on the kitchen counter, their velvet linings standing open and mocking me with their empty, pointless promises. There were piles of books I had already read years ago and first editions I already owned on my shelves, all of them signed with long, dramatic messages on the front pages that I had zero interest in reading.I had completely stopped opening the packages after the third day. The delivery man just kept piling them up outside my front door, so I eventually had to drag them inside and push them all into a far corner. They just sat there, accumulating like heavy evidence of a crime

All Chapters of His Uncle's Priceless Jewel: Unmasking His Regret: Chapter 61 - Chapter 65

Beauty Without Worth

Too Late for Regret

When Regret Became Obsession

The Reckless Pursuit

No Looking Back