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.

how

KS Group's building to see you. I didn't dare go to Yara Park to see you...

out as a choked whisper. "But... I was even more

times had he said the

who arrived from Meridan back then. He was so free-spirited and

reduced him

Larson families? Or was it Asher's own ambivalence, his wavering indecision, and the cruelty that had extinguished the rekindled flame of desire for the sake of the greater

face, his heart aching as

the last time I saw you standing under my window, I was so scared that it would be the last time I ever saw

want to be with

"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 Him punish me

couple 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 falls, I'll hold it up for you... If we go to hell, I'll go with you! Come

closed his eyes and

did not feel

felt the warm embrace of a man radiating

was the embrace he had searched for a

Asher's hand

fever?!" he exclaimed, his large hands covering Arnold's

you makes

must be looking for me right now. Once I step foot in any hospital, even

shirt, shaking his head vigorously.