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.

idiot... Do you know how hard I've

to see you. I didn't dare go to Yara Park to see you... I didn't dare to contact anyone from your family or my aunt... I was afraid of causing you trouble. I was afraid of being a burden

last words came out as a choked whisper. "But... I was even

he said the word "afraid" in

who arrived from Meridan back then.

reduced him

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

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

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

be

"Dr. Larson."

don't say such things that go against God's will." "But

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

closed his eyes and collapsed to the

he did not feel the pain he

felt the warm embrace

the embrace he had searched for

the thin shirt, Asher's hand around

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

much to even lift his arms. "Seeing you makes everything better..." Asher gritted his

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

shirt, shaking his head vigorously. "Some fever medicine will be