Semua Bab EX-HUSBAND’S REGRET(The Wife He Discarded): Bab 41 - Bab 50

The silence inside the lounge lasted only briefly before one of the executives cleared his throat.“The Seoul manufacturers requested final approval for the secondary production line,” he explained while sliding documents across the table. “Especially regarding luxury fabric handling.”I accepted the file calmly.“They’re worried about maintaining consistency during international scaling,” another executive added.“They should be,” I replied while flipping through the pages. “Most luxury brands collapse during expansion because they prioritize quantity over structure.”Across from me, Dominic finally spoke.“The Korean company already reviewed our logistics projections twice.”His voice remained calm.Careful.“They’re mainly concerned about preserving exclusivity while increasing production.”I glanced toward him briefly.“They should focus more on quality control instead.”One of the executives nodded quickly. “That’s why they specifically requested your direct supervision during in

The next morning, I woke up before sunrise.The hotel suite was still dark except for the faint glow of Seoul’s city lights spilling through the massive windows across the room. Buildings stretched endlessly beneath the pale blue-black sky while thin streaks of headlights moved silently far below.Everything felt quiet.The warmth from last night’s bath had long disappeared, leaving only the cold air brushing softly against my skin as I stepped out of bed.I moved through the suite slowly, already awake mentally before my body fully caught up.By the time the sky outside began to light up faintly, I had already taken my bath and gotten dressed.Black turtleneck.Long wool coat.Hair tied neatly back away from my face.Minimal makeup.I stood in front of the mirror fastening one of my earrings when the doorbell rang softly through the suite.I walked toward the entrance and opened it.Mia stood outside holding her iPad while a hotel worker beside her carefully balanced a silver breakfa

The deep sound of his voice settled quietly across the room.“We build anticipation first,” he continued while glancing toward the projection screen. “Limited release. Controlled distribution. Expand later.”One of the Korean executives nodded thoughtfully.“That creates stronger long-term positioning.”“Exactly,” Dominic replied.My eyes lowered briefly toward the documents again.It irritated me how naturally we worked together.Hours later, we finally arrived at the last location.The site.The future Seoul branch location for Aurelia Brand.The area sat in one of the city’s wealthiest districts surrounded by luxury storefronts, modern glass buildings, designer boutiques, and elegant architecture stretching along wide polished streets.Construction barriers surround the property currently.But even unfinished, the location already looked expensive.Promising.Cold wind brushed sharply against my coat as we walked through the open site with architects, investors, and manufacturing e

The last sip of wine burned softly down my throat.I lowered the glass slowly while standing near the massive hotel windows, my eyes fixed on the city stretched endlessly beneath me.For a while, I simply stood there quietly with one arm folded beneath the other, the cool glass resting lightly against my fingertips.The suite behind me remained silent.Warm.Peaceful.But somehow the city outside kept pulling my attention back.Beautiful.That was the only word for it.A faint thought surfaced slowly in my mind.There was somewhere people always talked about whenever Seoul came up.A place with an incredible night view.What was it called again?I frowned slightly, trying to remember.Then it clicked.Namsan Tower.Right.I remembered seeing pictures online some time ago.The city lights from the top.The skyline.The view.A small smile tugged faintly at my lips.I should go.Not everything here had to be work.Not every second needed to be spent on meetings and negotiations.I wante

The cold air followed me long after I left the tower.I wrapped my jacket tighter around myself as I walked slowly along the roadside, my boots scraping softly against the pavement. Seoul glittered around me like a living thing. Cars moved endlessly through the streets below. Neon signs reflected against wet roads. Strangers passed by speaking in quick bursts of Korean while warm light spilled from cafés and restaurants lining the streets.But my mind stayed somewhere else.“Please, I will never hurt you again.”My jaw tightened instantly. My fingers curled hard inside my coat pocket.“I promise I’ll never do it again. Please, Aurelia.”The words replayed again.And again.Like my brain refused to let them die quietly.A sharp breath left my nose.How the hell did he think apologizing would fix anything?Did he think regret erased those three years?Did he think guilt suddenly changed what he did to me?My pace slowed slightly.The freezing wind pushed harder against my face, making m