All Chapters of EX-HUSBAND’S REGRET(The Wife He Discarded): Chapter 141 - Chapter 149

I froze.For one suspended second, I couldn’t hear the cameras anymore.The photoshoot continued around me.Models laughed between takes.Photographers called out directions as shutters clicked relentlessly.Everything kept moving.But to me…It all sounded distant.Muted.As though I were underwater.One sentence echoed over and over inside my head.”…the information came from someone inside the company.”My eyes slowly found Mia again.“…Show me.”She didn’t say a word.She simply unlocked her iPad and handed it to me.My fingers felt strangely numb as I took it.The headline filled the screen.EXCLUSIVE: Luxury Brand AURELIA Accused of Selling Counterfeit HandbagsBeneath it…Internal whistleblower exposes alleged years-long fraud inside one of fashion’s fastest-rising luxury houses.A strange feeling settled in the pit of my stomach.Fear?No.Not fear.Disbelief.I began to scroll.The article wasn’t written like gossip.It wasn’t another social media rumor.It read like a carefu

Forty-three hours remained.That number had become my heartbeat.Every clock I looked at seemed louder than the last.Forty-three hours.That was all we had left before everything I’d spent years building could be brought to its knees.It was almost 7pm and the conference room had become our headquarters.Laptop after laptop covered the long table.Power cables stretched across the floor.Coffee cups sat forgotten beside stacks of reports.Lawyers and board members occupied one side of the room.Cybersecurity specialists sat opposite them, eyes fixed on multiple monitors.Forensic accountants worked through financial records line by line.IT experts compared backup servers against the company’s live databases.Every few minutes someone printed another report.Every few minutes another theory collapsed.Hayes, Ford and Pierce had barely stopped moving since yesterday.Neither had I.The atmosphere felt heavy.One of the cybersecurity analysts finally broke the silence.“We found someth

I dropped my handbag onto the nightstand.The soft thud echoed through the room before silence swallowed it again.Slowly, I sat on the edge of the bed.My elbows rested on my knees while my fingers pressed against my temples.Everything hurt.My head.My chest.My thoughts.I closed my eyes.Who?The question refused to leave me.Who did this?Who had been sitting inside my company… smiling at me… speaking to me… working beside me… while quietly planting the knife that would eventually end up in my back?Why?What had I ever done to deserve this?Who was the enemy?What did they want?Money?Revenge?Power?Or…Did they simply want to watch me lose everything?My breathing became uneven.There were too many questions.Too many possibilities.And not a single answer.My eyes slowly opened.Should I call Dominic?The thought came so suddenly that it startled me.Immediately, I pushed it away.No.I stood before I could think about it any longer.I picked up my handbag and walked into m

I pulled the phone away from my ear and stared at the screen.Dominic.It really was him.My lips parted.“It… what?”His voice remained calm. Almost unnervingly calm.“Come downstairs.”For a second, I forgot how to breathe.“…Okay.”The word barely left my lips. It came out as nothing more than a whisper, as though my voice had abandoned me somewhere between panic and disbelief.The line went dead.I remained frozen on the bed, my phone still pressed against my palm.Why…Why would he drive here at two in the morning?We could have talked over the phone.He didn’t have to come.He didn’t—I squeezed my eyes shut.No.Thinking wasn’t helping.I pushed the blanket away and climbed out of bed.The cold wooden floor met my bare feet as I crossed the room and entered my walk-in closet.I reached for the first cardigan I saw and slipped it over my pajamas, wrapping it tightly around myself.Only then did I quietly leave my room.The mansion was silent.Almost eerily so.Every step I took

I woke up with a throbbing ache behind my eyes.The whiskey hadn’t helped.If anything, it had only delayed the exhaustion waiting for me.For several seconds, I simply lay there, staring at the ceiling above my bed.It felt strangely empty.Cold.My hand reached for my phone on instinct.7:08 a.m.A few minutes past seven.I let my arm fall back onto the mattress.I didn’t want to get up.For the first time in years…I didn’t want to go to work.The thought of walking back into AURELIA made my chest tighten.I closed my eyes.Maybe I should stay here today.Just today.Just…No.The thought disappeared almost as quickly as it came.My employees would still go.Because that was their job.Because despite everything happening…They still believed they had a company to save.Some of them had children.Families.Bills waiting at home.If this investigation wasn’t resolved…Some of them would lose everything.The realization settled heavily inside me.They trusted me.And right now…I cou