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?"

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

words came out as a choked whisper. "But... I was even more afraid

many times had he said the word "afraid"

who arrived from Meridan back then.

what had reduced him

it Asher's own ambivalence, his wavering indecision,

tear-soaked face, his heart aching

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

uncontrollably, draining all his tears. "But how could that be... I want to be with you. I want to be with you forever. I love you, Ash...

"Dr. Larson."

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, then let Him

staggered forward

his fingers

"It hurts so much here. I don't care about the Larson family or divine retribution... What do those things matter compared to you? If there's retribution, then

eyes and collapsed

he did not feel the

the warm embrace of a

was the embrace he had searched

Asher's hand

a fever?!" he exclaimed, his large hands covering Arnold's sweat-drenched forehead, finding it alarmingly hot.

him, but his whole body ached too much to even lift his arms. "Seeing you makes everything better..." Asher gritted his teeth. "Stop fooling around! You have a high

My father and

now. Once I step foot in any hospital,

under the Thompsons, they'lb

hold of

clutched the man's shirt, shaking his head vigorously. "Some fever medicine