Ela Osaretin

"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage.
We had been married for exactly three years—three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment.
For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage.
Today, I finally received his message:
"I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport."
When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined—he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend.
In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air.
Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken—to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again.
He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end—almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be.
"Aurora, come back. I regret everything!"
Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me—only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!

Billionaire's Regret, Too Late!

The following day, I gave Ava a call and asked her out to meet.


She sounded arrogant on the phone.”Oh sorry, the CEO of another TV station invited me for an interview today. I’m afraid I don’t have as much free time as you do.”


Of course she already knew that I lost the prime-time host position and was made to take a one week break.


She could feel that she has won now but I wasn’t letting anyone trample over me anymore.


They won’t go scot-free for messing with me.


I remain calm with her.”I don’t have time during the day as well, so how about we meet at night. At Roka restaurant, my treat.”


Roka restaurant was one of the top upscale restaurant in this town.


And I wasn’t surprised when she agreed few seconds later.


She was so shameless, after trying to ruin my reputation, she still wants to come dine at a grand restaurant on my treat.


She truly disgust me and I wished I had put her in her place sooner.


Chapter 46 My girlfriend