Elara Dawn

Veronica Murray and Cullen Dennis have been married for seven years. She gave up a brilliant career in tech to be his perfect wife, smiling through his coldness, convinced her devotion could one day melt his heart. But that dream shatters. His heart was never hers to win; it has always belonged to another woman.

On her birthday, she flies to surprise him and their daughter, Sabrina, only to find them celebrating with his true love, leaving Veronica completely alone. Her spirit finally breaks. She isn’t even hurt anymore when Sabrina wants the other woman to be her mother. Veronica leaves a signed divorce agreement on his desk and walks away, cutting Cullen and Sabrina from her life without a backward glance. All that’s left is to wait for the final decree.

After abandoning her broken family, the tech prodigy reawakens, quickly building an empire and stunning everyone who ever looked down on her. Veronica waits for her freedom, but the divorce certificate never comes. Instead, Cullen, the man who never came home, starts showing up at her door, clinging to her. When he finally learns she wants a divorce, his legendary composure shatters. He slams her against a wall, his voice a dangerous murmur. “A divorce? In your dreams.”

My Coldhearted Husband’s Regret

When Veronica emerged from the restroom, ten minutes had slipped by unnoticed.


After sharing dinner with Whitney, a sudden longing to visit the nursing home swept over her. The familiar ache in her chest reminded her of Rose, alone in that sterile place with no memory of the people who loved her.


But the doctor's stern warning echoed in her mind. Familiar faces might trigger distressing episodes for Rose. The risk was too great.


She found herself parked outside the nursing home's gates, hands gripping the steering wheel as she stared at the building where her grandmother lived as a stranger to herself. After several minutes of internal struggle, she shifted into reverse and drove home without entering.


The silence of her apartment felt suffocating. She barricaded herself in her bedroom, drowning her thoughts in spreadsheets and financial projections. Numbers had always been her refuge when emotions threatened to overwhelm her.


Chapter 145 - Reluctant Contact