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

Elara followed Damien silently through the gallery, maintaining a careful distance behind him. His broad shoulders and confident stride parted the crowd effortlessly. She found it both infuriating and fascinating how his mere presence commanded respect.


"Cora is with Vivienne near the main exhibit," Damien said without turning around. His voice was clipped, businesslike.


"Thank you for letting me know," Elara replied, keeping her tone neutral.


The exhibition hall buzzed with activity. Well-dressed patrons mingled among the artwork, champagne flutes glinting under the strategic lighting. Elara spotted Clara across the room, deep in conversation with the artist himself. Her grandmother's face was animated with joy.


"Mom!" Cora called out when she spotted Elara. She broke away from Vivienne's side and ran toward her mother. "You disappeared!"


Elara knelt down to her daughter's level. "I was just exploring the other exhibits, sweetheart."


Gallery Encounters and Watchful Eyes