The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Ever since the day Amelia asked to have some space, Steven has not stopped looking for her. He made countless frantic calls and spent nights standing guard outside Yara Park, only to leave feeling disheartened time after time.

The look of being trapped by love and enduring heartache was no different than when Justin pursued Bella.

Amelia dared not step out. She locked herself in her room every day. She forgot to eat or drink, becoming increasingly skinny. Her pillows were drenched with tears day after day.

Whenever she missed Steven, she would stand by the window at the end of the corridor, open the curtains, and steal a glance outside. Whenever she yearned for him, he was there.

Steven stood tall in the wind, as strong and unwavering as a pine tree, his eyes fixed on her room. Just thinking about him caused her pain, which seeped into every part of her body and tugged at her heart day after day.

She believed she had deeply hurt Steven and felt guilty about it. But was there any way for her to make things right?

selfish. She struggled with choosing between Steven and her family, but in the end, she chose

he still managed a dry smile as he stepped back

up the phone. Worried that Steven might contact her

while, it's better than leading him on and then disappointing him later. It's best to end things now rather than dragging

voice trembling as he

nod and moved to the side, keeping her

cautious steps forward, but then suddenly tripped and lurched

Amelia instinctively reached

her natural response kicked in. Without missing a beat, Charles firmly held onto Amelia's arm, feeling the

with deep gratitude. "Thank you... Thank you so much, Ms.

far away, Wyatt was chatting amiably with