Lahat ng Kabanata ng I Own Twenty Percent of My Ex Husband’s Company: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

The weeks after her dinner with Marcus settled into a comfortable pattern Elara hadn’t expected. They shared a series of easy, low-pressure evenings that fit naturally into her busy schedule. There was no urgency or pressure attached to any of them. They simply spent time together whenever their schedules allowed.She noticed herself, more than once, looking forward to these evenings in a way that surprised her, a small, genuine warmth was building steadily beneath her usual careful composure. She also realized telling him things she rarely shared with anyone, the details of certain memories from before her marriage, the quiet ambitions she had once carried but gradually abandoned, and the small preferences and opinions she had learned to keep mostly to herself during five years of constantly accommodating someone else.Marcus listened. Genuinely, without any visible agenda, He asked thoughtful follow-up questions because he was genuinely interested in what she had to say, not becaus

Serena hadn’t planned to see Kael again. After the gala photograph and the thorough correction that followed, she had genuinely believed that she had finally put an end to whatever desperate hope she had been carrying.Then she heard the news about Marcus Chen through the same industry gossip network that seemed to pick up every significant development in Elara Vale’s life. The moment Serena heard it, something inside her shifted, reopening feelings she had thought she had finally buried.She showed up at Sterling Group's headquarters unannounced, the same building she'd visited countless times over the years, and found Kael's assistant reluctant to let her through without an appointment."Tell him it's important," Serena said, something in her voice apparently carrying enough weight that Marissa relented, she disappeared into Kael's office for a brief conversation before returning to usher Serena through.Kael looked up as she entered, a visible surprise crossing his face, though som

Kael sat with the silence for a long time before he trusted himself to speak, the disgust he felt was deep and complicated, directed at more than just the woman sitting across from him. But also at himself."You made that call while we were together," he said finally, his voice quiet, but with a sharpness Serena had rarely heard from him. "While I was married to her. While you were asking me, constantly, to choose you openly, to finally make our relationship something real.""Yes.""And the entire time, you were also actively working to make sure she never had anything of her own to fall back on."Serena stayed silent for a moment, her carefully controlled expression beginning to falter. Now that the confession was finally out in the open, its full weight seemed to hit her harder than she had expected."I told myself it wasn't important," she said quietly. "It was just one phone call. One small comment. I told myself I wasn't really responsible for what happened afterward, the firm ma

The weeks after the last conversation with Kael settled into something Serena had not fully felt before. A real, empty stretch of time with nothing scheduled to fill it. No lingering hope to organize her days around. There was no careful performance to keep up for anyone else’s benefit.She stopped attending the family gatherings that had once filled her social calendar, along with charity events, gallery openings, and quiet dinners with mutual friends who still moved comfortably within the Sterling family’s circle. Without Kael’s attention to pursue, she began to realize that she had little genuine interest in most of it. The social life she had built around herself for years suddenly felt empty, now that the person at the center of it was no longer there.She spent her evenings mostly alone. At first it felt uncomfortably strange after years of careful, constant performance for various audiences. Gradually, it began to soften into something she found herself, cautiously, willing to

Kael stood outside Vale Capital’s office building on the fourth day. He had finally accepted that phone calls were not going to work. Whatever explanation he owed her needed to happen in person, whether she was ready to hear it or not.He had already learned, through Priya, whom he had contacted directly, even knowing it might overstep some boundary, that Elara had heard about Serena’s confession from someone, through industry gossip rather than from him.The realization had settled heavily in him. From the moment Serena confessed, he’d wanted to be the one to tell Elara himself, understanding that she deserved the full, complete truth delivered directly rather than filtered through whatever distorted version might travel through industry channels. But, he moved too slowly, though, he needed time himself to process the full weight of what he'd learned before figuring out how to actually deliver it, and in that delay, the information had reached her another way entirely.He asked Priya