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?"

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 aunt... I was afraid of causing

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

times had he said the

from Meridan back then.

reduced him

wavering indecision, and the cruelty that had extinguished the rekindled flame of desire for the

his heart

at your back from afar the 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

"Dr. Larson."

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, then let Him

forward a

his fingers hard

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

eyes and collapsed to

not feel the

warm embrace

had searched for

hand around his waist was burning

a fever?!" he exclaimed, his large hands covering Arnold's sweat-drenched forehead,

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

and brother must

right now. Once I step

under the Thompsons, they'lb

get hold

the man's shirt, shaking his