All Chapters of EX-HUSBAND’S REGRET(The Wife He Discarded): Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The driver pulled up in front of AURELIA headquarters.I stepped out of the car, adjusted the sleeve of my blazer, and walked through the revolving doors.The lobby was alive.Assistants hurried across the marble floor carrying garment bags.Design interns wheeled racks of clothing toward the elevators.Phones rang almost nonstop behind the reception desk.The entire building was in chaos.When I stepped onto the executive floor, Mia was already waiting outside my office.“I’ve rearranged today’s schedule,” she said, falling into step beside me.“You have two design approvals, one logistics meeting, a sponsorship call, and final model fittings this afternoon.”I pushed my office door open.“Anything urgent?”She handed me a tablet.“The Milan shipment arrived.”I skimmed the report.“No damages?”“None.”“Good.”“And the embroidery team finished the final couture pieces this morning.”A small smile tugged at my lips.“Finally.”She smiled too.“They’ve been working almost around the c

Mirabel stepped into the café.Elegant.Perfectly styled.Every strand of her hair sat exactly where it was supposed to.A cream-colored dress hugged her figure effortlessly, paired with matching heels that clicked softly against the tiled floor as she walked inside.She looked expensive.Confident.Untouchable.At least…That was the image she had always wanted the world to see.The moment her eyes landed on me, she stopped for the briefest second.Almost too subtle for anyone else to notice.Her gaze swept across the café.Suspicious.Checking.Making sure this wasn’t a trap.Then, just as quickly, the expression disappeared.A practiced smile settled onto her face.She walked toward me with measured steps.“You wanted to see me.”She didn’t wait for an invitation.She pulled out the chair opposite mine, sat down gracefully, and placed her designer handbag on the table.Her chin lifted slightly.Like she still believed she was in control.I smiled.“Need to order anything?”“I have

The words settled between us.Heavy.Sharp.Mirabel didn’t answer immediately.She simply stared at me.Then, slowly, irritation replaced the hesitation on her face.A short, humorless laugh escaped her.“You’re still stuck on something that happened over ten years ago?”Before I could answer, her phone vibrated against the table.She glanced at the screen.Whoever it was…She declined the call.I smiled faintly.“Well… someone else brought it back.”I reached for my coffee.“Someone decided to post a story about it.”I took a slow sip before setting the glass back down.“An incorrect story.”My fingers traced the cold glass absentmindedly.“To be honest… I had forgotten most of it.”I looked at her.“I’d buried it.”“I forgot those things ever happened.”I let out a soft breath.“But after reading that story…”“The memories started coming back.”“One after another.”I tilted my head slightly.“Especially the one where you returned to New York after your divorce…”My eyes never left h

Ford was still staring at me as though he expected me to suddenly admit the entire thing had been an elaborate joke.I folded my arms.“Well?”He exhaled through his nose.“I’m annoyed.”“I figured.”“You should’ve told us.”Hayes walked farther into the living room before loosening his tie.“You had the entire thing planned out.”“The café.”“The news.”“The live broadcast.”“The hidden camera.”“And not one of us knew.”There wasn’t any anger in his voice.Just disbelief.I rubbed the back of my neck.“I wanted it that way.”Pierce dropped onto the sofa with an exaggerated sigh.“So you really looked at all of us and thought…”He pointed at himself, then at Ford, then Hayes.“‘Nope. None of these people need to know.’”His finger suddenly shifted toward Camille.“You didn’t even tell Camille.”He raised an eyebrow.“…Or were you secretly in on it?”Camille blinked before quickly shaking her head.“I had no idea. I was just as shocked as you guys.”Pierce threw both hands into the ai

Morning came sooner than I wanted.I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling for a few quiet seconds.The memory of Dominic’s email surfaced almost immediately.‘Waiting. Even if it means waiting for the rest of my life.’I let out a slow breath and pushed the thought away before it had the chance to settle.No.Not today.I climbed out of bed, showered, dressed, and by the time I walked downstairs, my mind had already shifted into work mode.There wasn’t room for Dominic.Only three days remained.Two days until the biggest event my company had ever hosted.And if I wanted it to be perfect…Every second mattered.****The photoshoot venue occupied an entire renovated warehouse on the outskirts of Manhattan.From the outside, it looked ordinary.Inside…It looked like controlled chaos.Assistants hurried from one end of the room to the other with garment bags hanging from their arms.Stylists balanced makeup palettes while calling out shade names across the room.Hairdressers moved b