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.

"You idiot... Do you know how hard I've been searching for you?"

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

a choked whisper. "But... I was even more afraid

said the word

recalled the carefree, unrestrained Arnold who arrived from Meridan back then.

now, what had reduced him to

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

his heart aching as if it had been

saw you standing under my

"But how could that be... I want to be with you. I want to be with

"Dr. Larson."

were speaking for the first time, "This is a church. Please don't say such

forward a

steps, jabbing his fingers

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,

Arnold closed his eyes and collapsed to

did not feel the pain

embrace of

was the embrace he had searched for a long

hand

exclaimed, his large hands

him, but his whole body ached too much to even lift his arms. "Seeing you makes everything better..." Asher gritted his teeth. "Stop

father and brother must

me right now. Once I step foot in any

under the Thompsons, they'lb

hold

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