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?"

holding back. 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 you... I didn't dare to contact anyone from your family or my

came out as a choked whisper. "But... I

times had he said the word "afraid" in

arrived from Meridan back then. He was so free-spirited and

reduced

the Thompson and Larson families? Or was it Asher's own ambivalence, his wavering indecision, and

at Arnold's tear-soaked face, his heart aching

last time I saw you standing under my window, I

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 punish me and strike

forward a

his fingers

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

his eyes and collapsed

he did not feel the

the warm embrace of

embrace he had searched for

hand around

large hands covering Arnold's sweat-drenched forehead, finding it alarmingly hot. "It's

arms. "Seeing you makes everything better..." Asher gritted

father and brother must

step foot in any hospital, even

under the Thompsons, they'lb

hold of

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