The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Tonight, the moonlight scattered a silvery-white glow across the ground.

The night breeze stirred, casting shadows that swayed outside the window.

Asher lowered his eyelashes, holding a cross in his hand as he stood devotedly before the altar, praying.

Since his lover's passing, he has performed this ritual daily, seeking self-redemption and repenting for his sins.

Countless times, he did it all for himself.

But now, as he stood once again before the altar, he could no longer see his own heart clearly.

Confusion and a sense of helplessness engulfed him.

With a long sigh, Asher turned around.

Just then, the church's grand doors burst open.

The next moment, a slender, graceful figure with fox-like eyes shimmering with mist stepped in, breaking through the desolate twilight and crashing into his gaze.

"Ash..."

Arnold stood alone in the hallway as the cold wind pierced his thin frame. Tears welled up in his narrow eyes. "You came all the way here to look for me... Why didn't you wait a little longer? Would it have killed you to wait a bit longer?"

Asher's heart jolted.

He froze. An unbearable emotion started burning fiercely in his bloodshot eyes.

know how hard I've been

his beloved, tears flowed uncontrollably. "I lost my phone... I dared not go to the KS Group's building to see you. I didn't dare go to Yara

last words came out as a choked whisper. "But... I was even more afraid of never seeing

he said

from Meridan back then. He

now, what had reduced him to

it the enmity between the Thompson and Larson families? Or was it Asher's own ambivalence, his wavering indecision, and the cruelty that

unblinkingly at Arnold's tear-soaked face, his heart aching as if it had been

standing under my window, I was so scared that it would be the last

want to be with you. I want to be with you forever. I love you, Ash... I

"Dr. Larson."

don't say such things that go against God's will." "But I've already said it! If there really is a God, then let

of steps, jabbing his fingers hard at his chest. "It hurts so much here. I don't care about the Larson family or divine retribution... What do those things matter compared to you? If there's retribution, then bring it on! If the sky

closed his eyes

feel the pain

warm embrace of a man

he had searched for

Asher's hand around

a fever?!" he exclaimed, his large hands covering Arnold's sweat-drenched forehead, finding it alarmingly hot.

body ached too much to even lift his arms. "Seeing you makes everything better..." Asher gritted his teeth. "Stop fooling

My father and brother must be looking for me right now. Once I step foot in any hospital, even the ones under the Thompsons, they'll immediately get hold of

the man's shirt, shaking his head vigorously. "Some fever