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?"

you. I didn't dare go to Yara Park to see you...

"But... I was even more afraid of never seeing you

had he said the word

Arnold who arrived from Meridan back then.

had reduced him to this

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

unblinkingly at Arnold's tear-soaked face, his heart aching as if it had been

you standing under my window, I was so scared that it would

want to be with you. I want to be with you forever. I love you, Ash... I

"Dr. Larson."

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

staggered forward

jabbing his

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

his eyes and collapsed

feel

warm embrace of a man

the embrace he had searched

thin shirt, Asher's hand around his waist was

exclaimed, his large hands covering

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 fever.

father and

right now. Once I step foot in any hospital, even

under the Thompsons, they'lb

hold of

tightly clutched the man's shirt, shaking his head