Elara Dawn

For seven years, Elara Thorne lived in the shadow of her own marriage. While her tech mogul husband Damien showered attention on his mistress, Elara played the perfect corporate wife—making his coffee, organizing his schedule, and watching her six-year-old daughter Cora grow closer to the other woman.

The other woman who happened to be her half-sister.

Vivienne Dubois had everything Elara didn't—Damien's heart, Cora's adoration, and the respect of everyone at Thorne Industries. When Elara flew home hoping to celebrate her birthday with her family, she found them planning a surprise party for Vivienne instead. When little Cora innocently asked if Vivienne could be her mommy, something inside Elara finally snapped.

Elara had been a brilliant AI researcher before marriage stole her ambitions. She'd co-founded YodaVision Technologies, only to abandon it all for a man who never loved her back. But now Julian Croft, her former partner, wants her to return as Chief Innovation Officer. The tech world that forgot her exists is about to remember why she was once called a visionary.

Walking away seems impossible when it means leaving Cora behind. But staying means accepting a life where she's invisible in her own home, humiliated at her own workplace, and competing with her half-sister for scraps of attention from her own family.

Damien thinks his wife will quietly accept whatever he gives her, the way she always has. He's about to discover that seven years of silence doesn't mean surrender—it means she's been planning her comeback. And when Elara Vance reclaims her name, her career, and her power, the tech world won't be the only thing shaken.

Some women bend. Others break. But the smart ones? They rebuild themselves stronger than before.

My Coldhearted Husband’s Regret

"The prototype's thermal issues are still unsolved," Julian explained, his voice crackling through the speakerphone as I reviewed the schematics on my laptop.


I frowned at the data scrolling across my screen. "What if we reconfigure the cooling system? Maybe split it into dual channels instead of the singular pathway?"


My brother Victor leaned back in his chair across the table, nursing his morning coffee while pretending not to eavesdrop. Clara's dining room had become my temporary office for the week.


"That would mean redesigning the entire case structure," Julian countered.


"Yes, but it's better than releasing a product that overheats after thirty minutes of use." I tapped my pen against the table, mind racing with potential solutions.


Victor cleared his throat. "Forgive my intrusion, but would a graphene-based cooling solution work? I read about some promising applications in tech journals."


Julian's voice perked up. "That's... actually not a bad idea."


A Child's Weekend Plea