All Chapters of Her Last Goodbye: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The sudden light made Leighton Chambers instinctively squeeze her eyes shut. The tear tracks on her face became painfully clear and glaring.All at once, the scene struck me as absurd.Back when we were younger, he'd thrown herself in front of a steel bar swung by a street thug to protect me, nearly crippling her right arm. She hadn't even raised an eyebrow back then.Now, she was crying this hard just because she was parting ways with a boy barely in his twenties.Her drunkenness gradually faded as she studied my expression.A few seconds later, she collapsed onto the bed like a spring wound too tight for too long, suddenly losing all its tension."You could've made a scene the way you did before. You could've slapped me and forbade me from going."Do you really need to pretend you don't care just to make me feel guilty? That's pretty pathetic, Logan Chambers."Her expression was strained with repressed pain. Ever since Leighton returned to our family, moments like this had be

Leighton and I were college classmates.After graduation, she stayed at Northbridge University to teach while I joined a multinational corporation and built my career.After we got married, she told me the school's projects were becoming too demanding and asked whether I could quit my job and focus on our family instead.At the time, I was trapped in the middle of vicious office politics, so I agreed.Now that we were getting divorced, though, returning to the workforce was only a matter of time.The problem was that I'd been away from the professional world for too long. With a gap of several years on my resume, finding a job with the same compensation package as before wouldn't be easy.So I decided to go abroad to strengthen my credentials and make up for the gaps in my resume.While using the computer in my study to research overseas PhD application requirements for universities abroad, I stumbled across a private folder.The title read: [To My Beloved]Those three simple

Over the next few days, Leighton never came home.That gave me plenty of time to apply to universities abroad and reach out to professors.Half a month later, a professor from one of the universities replied to my email. He said he was impressed by my resume and encouraged me to apply to their program.Leighton came home that same day, looking much better than before."Have you calmed down yet?""I've been staying in the dorm these past few days. I've done a lot of thinking. We need to talk."A strong men's cologne hit me. There was also a short chestnut-brown hair caught near the collar of her dress—one that clearly didn't belong to her.Since I was in a good mood, I couldn't even be bothered with exposing such an obvious lie."Talk about what? Your little boyfriend again?"Leighton shot me an irritated look, but ultimately swallowed her anger and continued, "I didn't come back to fight with you, Logan. Do you have any idea how much damage you caused Harley that day? You almo

The disciplinary probation didn't seem to affect Harley at all. If anything, he looked even more pleased with himself than the last time we met."You older guys really don't see the big picture. After all that fuss, all you wanted was 70% of the assets? Professor Chambers is still young. It won’t be long before she makes it all back—and then some!"I didn't bother responding. Just like last time, his attempts to provoke me had no effect whatsoever.Still, if he wanted to play this game, I was more than happy to play along.I took a sip of coffee and said casually, "I'm not the one refusing to get divorced."But you're right about one thing. As long as we haven't finalized the divorce, I'm still her legal husband. Half of everything she earns is still mine."As for you? You're nothing more than a secret lover, an affair in the shadows."I watched with interest as resentment gradually spread across Harley's face.Then I pressed harder, slowly dismantling his composure piece by pi

It probably started on the night of our eighth wedding anniversary, the night Leighton abandoned me at home and insisted on going to Harley."So that was why you gave me those two choices that night. You were forcing me to get rid of Harley. And you were that certain he'd come looking for you afterward?"Men understand men.A man like Harley—vain and from an ordinary background—had finally managed to attach himself to someone like Leighton. There was no way he could just let go like that.Young men always think their youth and their bodies are their greatest assets, so they treat them like chips they can squander however they please.He thought all he had to do was come provoke me a little and I'd lose my composure.The truth was, at the time, I didn't have enough evidence.The private folder could've been dismissed as something fabricated.Leighton could have easily explained the photos and messages Harley sent me.Nevertheless, surveillance footage doesn't lie.I knew Leigh