The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Aurora had always carried herself with grace and composure.

She never stooped to playing the victim, nor did she seek sympathy by pretending

to be weak. In everyone's eyes, Aurora was the picture of effortless elegance—a

goddess who seemed untouchable, as though nothing in the world could ever

bring her down.

But now, when had anyone ever seen her so vulnerable?

The Williams men, along with Sellers and Sherman, wore identical expressions of

concern and guilt. Even Simone's face was clouded with remorse and self-

reproach.

At that moment, Aurora's lashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes.

Skyler, Jonathan, Sellers, and Sherman surged forward, pushing past Stella, who

had only just arrived.

"Aurora, are you alright?" they asked anxiously.

Stella stumbled, nearly losing her balance as they brushed her aside. Before she

could fall, a slender, pale hand caught her just in time.

She turned to see it was Joshua.

"Thank you," she murmured softly.

Joshua let go almost immediately, avoiding her gaze and saying nothing. He

to, a

before.

fixed on her. She looked up

at her, unblinking and

something

Joshua didn't want Simone to

Aurora took in the anxious faces

weak,

alright. Really, there's no

shaken, blurted out, "Aurora, your hand was

can you say you're fine? You play the violin, you

And since you were a

like this?"

had always been sheltered, raised in luxury like a princess.

this kind of

lips, pale from

a faint,

doctor said I'll be

won't affect my

playing violin... even

be a problem."

with tenderness he

that moment,

you get a

the person

worry—whoever

I'll make them pay

shot Stella a meaningful glance as he

Stella's expression remained unreadable.

person was well