The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Arnold recognized Asher's towering figure.

All the blood in Arnold's body gathered in his trembling heart. He gripped the balcony rail tightly, continuously leaning out as far as he could, wishing to jump down.

That outstanding figure, attracting his heart immediately, could not be anyone other than Asher!

"Asher... Asher! Asher!"

Arnold screamed with all his might.

Unfortunately, they were too far apart.

A strong wind picked up, and it was already hard for Arnold to breathe, being severely injured. His weak voice was scattered by the wind the moment it left his lips, leaving no chance to reach Asher. "Asher! Are you deaf?! Look back... Look back! I'm right behind you..."

When he shouted the last few words, they were hoarse and broken, barely audible.

Arnold could only watch as Asher got into his black sports car, started the engine, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

for me

slumped down on the floor, panting heavily, tears falling down his face. "Asher... Why

at night in

Old Master Larson

the family law, Old Master Larson was obviously dissatisfied. Although he

in Meridan's neurosurgery field! Even

actions and disregarded the Larson family's image, which

can totally use other methods to punish him. There's no need

Larson's tone was

in the third generation now. You groomed Aaron into a businessman, and he had completely given up his medical skills. You haven't performed surgeries for over decade. You were focusing on managing the lab, research center, and hospitals and thriving in the business field. Currently, the only person who could really

"But, Dad..."

know why you're