His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Tonight, silver moonlight spilled across the earth, and a gentle breeze whispered through the trees outside, casting quivering. shadows.

Under the watchful gaze of the crucifix, Cassius stood in solemn prayer, his eyes lowered, fingers clasping the symbol of his faith. Ever since his beloved had passed away, he had sought solace in daily devotion, seeking redemption for sins he felt chained to the depths of his soul.

Countless nights had been for him, and now, standing before the altar once more, Cassius found his heart obscured by a fog of confusion and helplessness.

With a heavy sigh, Cassius turned to leave, but at that moment, the great doors of the church burst open with a resounding crash! A chilling gust swept through, scattering the sorrow from his furrowed brow. In the next second, the ethereal figure appeared through the mist: those piercing, luminous eyes cut through the dim solitude, reaching deep into Cassius‘ soul..

“Cassius.”

Chasel, his slender frame shivering in the cold draft, stood alone in the doorway, his elongated eyes brimming with tears. “You went looking for me. Why didn’t you wait just a little longer? Would waiting have killed you?”

A profound jolt struck Cassius‘ heart. He felt as if encased in ice, the turbulent emotions in his bloodshot eyes flaring violently.

idea how hard it was for me to find you?”

my phone. I didn’t dare look for you at the K Group’s building, didn’t dare go to Silverlake Harbor to find you. I couldn’t contact the Ashbourne family or my aunt. I’m afraid

I was more afraid of never seeing

second son of the prestigious Bright family, had first come to him – free–spirited, heedless of convention, never afraid of anything.

him to this state? Was it the feud between their families? Or was it Cassius‘ own wavering, his cold–hearted quenching of their

at Chasel’s tear–streaked face, Cassius‘ heart

from the window of

in one lifetime, “But how could that be. I want to be with you, forever. I love you, Cassius. I

“Dr. Bright.”

stiff as if he were speaking for the first time,

did! If there are any gods, then let them punish me! Let them bring their wrath upon

“It’s killing me here. I don’t care about the Bright family, about divine punishment. What are those compared to you! If there’s retribution, then let it come! If the sky falls, I’ll hold it up for you; if we go to hell, I’ll join you!

succumbing to gravity. But instead of pain, he was enveloped in a

he had

his shirt, the heat from Cassius‘ palm seared through to

you feverish?!” Cassius‘ hand touched Chasel’s sweat–drenched forehead, alarmed at the

“It’s okay.”