MY EX HUSBAND REGRET AFTER DIVORCING ME のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

ARIANA'S POVThe banquet has just three days left, and the preparations are already underway. After speaking with the house staff, I felt a wave of relief when I realized how willing they were to help.I also asked them to point out any mistakes I made since this was my first time organizing an event like this. With Eleanor Bennett handling the invitations, my only responsibility was getting the house ready and arranging the food for the guests."Ma'am, have you decided on the menu yet?" Sarah asked. "I'm here to help with the catering. I know a few restaurants the Bennett family usually works with, if you'd like some recommendations.Sarah was one of the housekeepers, and she'd been helping me since this morning. She had patiently listened to all my worries and endless rambling, even the ones that didn't really matter."Really? That's great. I'll contact them later. Could you give me their contact information?""Of course, ma'am.""But...I looked around the kitchen. It felt as though

ARIANA'S POV Yeah, I know." He was right, and guilt settled heavily in my chest. I should have been more careful. Now I was slowing everyone else down.Damian guided me to a chair and asked one of the house assistants to bring the first-aid kit. He carefully cleaned the cut before applying antiseptic.I winced, unable to hide the sting despite how gentle he was.Does it hurt?" he asked .I shook my head. He offered me a faint smile as he carefully wrapped a bandage around my injured finger."You can stay here. I'll finish what you were doing," Damian said.I quickly got to my feet."No, that's not necessary. I can still do it.""Ariana, you just cut your finger. What if it gets worse because you keep using it?"I frowned at the thought. A shiver ran down my spine, and I instinctively nudged him with my elbow."Don't say things like that."Damian chuckled."See? That's exactly why you should let me handle it. It's a simple job. Don't tell me you don't trust me to do it.It wasn't tha

NATHAN'S POVAriana looks gorgeous tonight. I have to admit it, even if it's difficult to say. She's never worn makeup this bold before. She's always been beautiful, but she usually keeps her look simple.Tonight, she's wearing an elegant gown worthy of a lavish banquet. Why has she never dressed like this before? It suits her perfectly. I was completely captivated as I watched her talking to Mrs. Winslow, one of my mother's close friends who accepted her invitation. Sophia stands beside me, her eyes fixed on them as well.I hadn't paid much attention to my wife until I noticed something was off."What's wrong? Are you okay?" I asked, resting a hand on her shoulder as I studied her face.Sophia shook her head and gave me a faint smile. "I'm fine."I knew she wasn't.Then I realized what had been bothering her.Earlier, Mrs. Winslow had nothing but praise for Ariana, yet she barely acknowledged Sophia. When I mentioned my wife's modeling career, she simply smiled and changed the subjec

ARIANA'S POVTheir scornful stares, the way they looked at me as though I were beneath them,it was more than I could endure. I couldn't hold myself together any longer. I turned on my heel and walked away. I did not pay attention to the hall filled with guests and servants moving back and forth.I didn't notice when the servant walked toward me with a tray of drinks. We bumped into each other, and the drinks spilled all over my dress.I'm so sorry, ma'am. I wasn't paying attention,” the servant apologized, quickly helping me in getting to my feet.“It's okay.I replied.She offered to help me clean up, but I politely refused and headed straight for the restroom.When I looked into the mirror, I saw that my dress was stained all over. No matter how much I tried to wipe them away, this stain isn't going come off. So I went upstairs to my room to change into a fresh outfit.I changed into another gown, one that was still fresh and spotless. Before leaving, I took one last look at my ref

ARIANA'S POV Damian offered to take me anywhere I wanted, but honestly, I don't feel like going anywhere today. So we decided to go along with Elena's choice. Where else would we end up but the amusement park? After going on a few rides, she started looking a little tired, so we decided to rest at a restaurant for a while. I sat down the moment I saw an empty chair. I had no appetite while my daughter went to order something. “Maybe you'd like something to eat? You haven't had breakfast,” Damian asked as he took the seat beside me. “I'm not hungry. Are you not hungry, or did Sophia make you lose your appetite?” he asked. Damian looked at me with gentle eyes before saying, “Don't worry. I've already asked someone to take down those ridiculous news posts. Did he know? Of course, he did. He must have seen the same thing while scrolling through social media. Thank you,” I said. Even with everything he had on his plate, he still took the time to deal with something as insig