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 been searching

all over, barely holding back. However, as soon as he saw 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 Park to see you... I didn't dare to contact anyone from your family or my aunt... I was afraid of

"But... I was even more afraid of

times had he said the word

unrestrained Arnold who arrived from

what had reduced him

it Asher's own ambivalence, his wavering indecision, and the cruelty that

stared unblinkingly at Arnold's tear-soaked face, his

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

that be... I want to be with you. I want to

"Dr. Larson."

is a church. Please don't say such things that go against God's will." "But I've already

Larson family or divine retribution... What do those things matter compared to you? If there's retribution, then bring it on! If the

closed his eyes and

not feel

felt the warm embrace of a man radiating strong

was the embrace he had searched for a

shirt, Asher's hand around his waist was

large hands covering

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

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

his head vigorously. "Some