All Chapters of Where the Wind Takes Her: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Felix was in the middle of a crucial international video conference when he received news of the explosion at the Foster family estate.His assistant practically stumbled into the conference room, forgetting even to knock. His face was drained of color, and his voice shook uncontrollably.“Mr. Foster! There's been an explosion at the family estate!”The executives on the other end of the call watched their usually unshakable young CEO leap to his feet after his assistant whispered a few words to him.His leather chair shot backward with a screech.Felix's composure shattered. Something dangerously close to panic flashed through his eyes.“What did you say? An explosion? Where's Wendy?! Wasn't she supposed to be at the estate alone today?!”Before his assistant could answer, Felix stormed out of the conference room, leaving the executives staring at one another through their screens in stunned silence.He raced toward his private elevator, shouting into his phone with a desperat

Not long afterward, Felix attended a business gala filled with elegantly dressed guests mingling over drinks.One of his business rivals, a man who'd never gotten along with the Fosters, approached him with a wineglass in hand.“Mr. Foster, I hear that gorgeous wife of yours, the one who's like a red rose with thorns, has run off?”His voice dripped with mockery.“What a shame! I've always admired how fearless she is. She's got a lot more backbone than those helpless little women who do nothing but cling to men and cry! If you really don't want her anymore, why not let me have a shot? I'd be more than happy to take her off your hands.”Before he could finish, Felix spun around and punched him hard in the face.The sound of shattering glass mingled with the man's scream.Felix's eyes were bloodshot.Like a wild animal provoked beyond reason, he completely lost his composure and lunged at the man, raining punches and kicks down on him.Shocked cries erupted around them.“You th

In the past, Felix might have fallen for that pitiful expression.But now, all he felt was overwhelming rage and regret.He crossed the room in a few quick strides.Before Grace could react, he seized her by the throat and lifted her out of her chair.“You lied to me!”His eyes were bloodshot, his voice a vicious snarl.“You've been lying to me all along! The chapel fire! The poisoning! You were behind all of it, weren't you?! Answer me!”Grace struggled to breathe.Her face rapidly turned from pale to blue, and her feet kicked helplessly in the air.When she saw the undisguised murderous fury in Felix's eyes, genuine terror finally seized her.All her carefully cultivated innocence crumbled in the face of his rage.“Y-yes... It was me...”She barely managed to force the words past his grip, tears and mucus streaming down her face.“The chicken... I had it cooked on purpose... I set the chapel on fire... And I framed Wendy for the poisoning...”Her voice broke.“Because

Felix picked up the refrigerator magnet, which still held a trace of warmth.He rushed outside, only to catch a glimpse of a tour bus disappearing into the distance.That night, he stayed alone in the very room Wendy had occupied at the inn.Beyond the window stretched a barren expanse of ice beneath a silent night sky.He opened her private social media account again.She'd posted something new.It was a photograph of brilliant green northern lights dancing across the sky like the flowing veil of a goddess.The caption was just one word.“Reborn.”Felix stood by the window, gazing up at the same sky where the northern lights might have danced only moments earlier.But all he could see now was endless darkness, and all he could feel was the bitter cold.Wendy was like the northern lights.Dazzling. Free. Beautiful beyond reach.And he was a traveler stranded in the frozen wilderness.The third lead was more promising.It pointed to a small island in Southeast Asia, known

Before long, Felix's subordinates brought him some news.A rising jewelry brand called Aurora had taken Europe's niche market by storm over the past six months, attracting a loyal following with its bold, unconventional designs that celebrated freedom and vitality.The mysterious designer behind the brand went by the name Lark.After extensive investigation, his team confirmed that Lark was none other than Wendy Walker.She'd actually returned to the dream she'd had as a girl.Felix remembered how, years ago, she'd excitedly shown him her sketchbook, its pages filled with imaginative jewelry designs.What had he said back then?Something about how a woman married into the Foster family shouldn't be putting herself in the public eye.He'd dismissed her passion as a waste of time.And now, she'd not only pursued that dream, but she'd made a success of it.The talent she'd unleashed after breaking free of his restrictions felt like a slap in the face.Jealousy and resentment at