After the Last Tear: Rising from the Ashes of a Broken Marriage By Cassila K

Chapter 105

Chapter 105

The muffled groans of the man and the woman's prolonged moans penetrated the silence, while Aurelia stood outside like a hollow shell, so numb she couldn't even feel the tears streaming down her face.

The sounds of intimacy persisted throughout the night. At dawn, Nolan finally opened the door and fixed her with an icy stare.

"Clean this room."

She surveyed the "battlefield" littered with discarded condoms, her heart constricting painfully, but she remained silent, merely nodding in acquiescence.

Evangeline emerged from the bathroom bearing visible evidence of the night's passion across her skin.

Noticing the scene, she hesitated momentarily before taking Nolan's arm and pleading, "Nolan, it's ancient history now. Just let Aurelia go."

Nolan's lips curled into a smile that never warmed his eyes. "She wants money. I pay her to work for me. It's a straightforward transaction-how is that not letting

her go?"

He then turned and embraced Evangeline, his tone softening noticeably.

"Don't worry. Before our wedding, I'll ensure she vanishes completely."

In the days that followed, wherever Nolan and Evangeline went, Aurelia was forced to accompany them.

When drinks were offered, he made her consume them in his place until she was disoriented, repeatedly vomiting in the restroom, yet he refused to let her stop.

During meals, he commanded her to serve Evangeline as though she were household staff-peeling prawns, deboning fish, wiping Evangeline's hands, even escorting her to the ladies' room.

he lavished affection on Evangeline in full view

social engagement, he would impassively extract a stack of bills from the car and hurl them forcefully

"Your compensation for today."

of such deliberate humiliation, she never betrayed any reaction. She would wordlessly bend down to collect the

the funds. Once she had accumulated

of flesh.It would be as if Aurelia Thorne

celebration.His devotion to Evangeline

that the roses alone-one million blooms adorning the entire venue-had

wore that evening had been designed by Nolan's mother herself,

in arm, immediately commanding the

distinguished as ever, though the woman at his side

recall their own

and grand. Their

her as they

that wearing his ring meant she was his, from

of hushed conversations interrupted

Nolan were childhood sweethearts, and he cherished her beyond measure, treating her like the

witnessed how deeply Nolan

drove her

not for that tragedy, they'd likely

to talk about it. How could anyone understand the mindset of such a venomous woman? Her current circumstances are nothing less than she

like that

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