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?"

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 aunt... I was afraid of causing you trouble. I was afraid of being a

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

said the

Arnold who arrived from Meridan back then.

had reduced

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

tear-soaked face, his heart aching as if it

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

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

"Dr. Larson."

church. Please don't say such things that go against God's will." "But I've already said it! If

forward a

jabbing his fingers hard

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

closed his eyes and collapsed to

he did not feel the pain

he felt the warm embrace of a man

embrace he had searched for a

the thin shirt, Asher's hand around his waist was

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

arms. "Seeing you makes everything better..." Asher gritted his teeth. "Stop fooling around! You have a high fever.

and

now. Once I step foot

under the Thompsons, they'lb

hold of

shaking his head vigorously. "Some