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?"

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

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

said the word "afraid" in one

unrestrained Arnold who arrived from Meridan back then. He

now, what had reduced him to

Larson families? Or was it Asher's own ambivalence, his wavering indecision, and the cruelty that had extinguished the rekindled flame of desire for the sake of the

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

standing

I want to be with you. I want to be with you forever.

"Dr. Larson."

his words stiff as if he were speaking for the first time, "This is a church. Please don't say such things that go against God's will." "But I've already said it! If there really is a God,

forward a

steps, jabbing his fingers

matter compared to you? If there's retribution, then bring it on! If the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you... If

eyes and collapsed

he did not feel the pain

the warm embrace

embrace he had

hand

hands covering Arnold's sweat-drenched forehead, finding it

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

father and brother

me right now. Once I step

under the Thompsons, they'lb

get hold

tightly clutched the man's shirt, shaking his head