All Chapters of Divorcing The Wrong Man: Her Regret: Chapter 11
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Chapter 11: Egg On Her Face
The Supreme Banquet Hall of the E Hotel was dead quiet, the slap from Carter still echoing off the gold-trimmed walls. It was as if time itself had stopped for a second. The crystal chandeliers overhead swayed ever so slightly, and every guest, every journalist, every waiter held their breath. Phones were raised in trembling hands, cameras flashing as they captured the ruin of Vanessa Lang’s pride.Vanessa stood frozen at the center of it all. Her hand clutched her cheek, the imprint of Carter’s palm bright against her skin. Her sleek black dress —chosen to make a statement tonight—was torn at the side, ripped apart when she had chased after Mr. Carter earlier. Now it hung on her awkwardly, no longer glamorous, but pitiful. Very pitiful.The queen she imagined herself to be was gone; in her place stood a woman on the verge of breaking –almost crying.The Cross family manager, Carter, was on his knees before John Cross. His forehead glistened with sweat as he stammered apologies. “Forgi
Chapter 12: The Queen Loses Her Crown
Helen, on the other hand, allowed a flicker of disappointment to crease her brow. Vanessa’s words didn’t anger her as much as they disgusted her. Slowly but deliberately, Helen stepped forward. The crowd parted for her as if she were royalty, her silk gown brushing the marble floor with every step. When she reached Adrian’s side, she slipped her arm through his and turned to Vanessa with a smile sharp enough to draw blood.“Oh, Vanessa,” she said sweetly, though her eyes gleamed like blades. “Why do you scream with so much intentionality, yet slander your ex-husband’s name? I know Adrian’s character. He’s no gold digger.” Her smile widened, every word cutting deeper. “In fact, I should thank you. If you hadn’t ditched him, I wouldn’t have this outstanding boyfriend.” She leaned into Adrian ever so slightly, her cheek brushing his shoulder, as if to twist the knife she had just driven into Vanessa’s pride.The hall gasped. Phones snapped more and more and more photos. Reporters nearly c
Chapter 13: How Had It All Gone So Wrong?
The guards dragged Vanessa through the grand corridor of the hotel, her screams echoing against the high ceilings. Reporters trailed after her like hungry wolves, cameras flashing in bursts of light. She hated it, she wanted to yell at them to stop. But she couldn’t. She had bigger problems now.Guests who had stepped outside for a breath of air froze in astonishment as Vanessa was hauled past them, her torn dress flapping around her legs, mascara streaking her cheeks. Her voice cracked with every shrill protest.“Don’t touch me! Do you know who I am?!” she cried, clawing at the guards’ arms. But no one came to her defense —not even the men and women in suits and ties who had flattered her and called her all sorts of euphonious names. It was clear, the humiliation was complete. Outside the banquet hall, the cold evening air hit her face, but it did nothing to cool the burning in her chest. The guards let her stumble onto the pavement, releasing her without a shred of sympathy. One of
Chapter 14: Power PlayGround
Dinner had been a quiet affair, the kind where too much lingered unsaid between bites. Afterward, Helen took it upon herself to drive Adrian and Aria alone to a modest apartment the Cross family had arranged as a temporary spot. John had promised a villa was being prepared, but for now, this was home. Adrian couldn’t help but notice—it was still twice the size of the house he used to share with Vanessa. Twice as much space, twice as much silence, thrice as much peace.Inside, Aria padded in on small feet, setting her beloved bunny on the counter like she was claiming the territory for herself. Adrian’s eyes softened at the sight before turning to Helen. Aria’s sweet voice cut through the temporarily awkward silence, “Thanks for everything, Helen. I like you so much already.”The words caught Helen off guard. Her cheeks warmed, and she laughed nervously, brushing it off. “Aw, sweetie. It’s nothing,” she said, though her smile lingered softer, warmer than she meant it to. Her composure
Chapter 15: Ten Grand For What?!
Adrian’s fury only deepened. He had noticed her earlier, standing back, watching as her child tormented Aria. She hadn’t lifted a finger to stop him, she didn’t even do so much as to call her son to order. Now she swooped in like the victim was her son. It was sickening.“You heard what he said to my daughter,” Adrian shot back, his voice still calm but cutting. “He pushed her. He made her cry. He’s the one who should be apologizing.”The woman’s chin lifted, arrogance dripping from her every word. “Do you know who I am? Do you know me? My husband runs Crestmoor Holdings. We are very important people in this city. We don’t bow to nobodies like you —or your motherless brat.”The insult slammed into Adrian like a slap. His fists itched to clench, but he forced them to stay loose at his sides. His jaw tightened. Behind him, Aria sniffled, gathering her crayons with trembling fingers.More parents had gathered now, drawn by the commotion. Some whispered to each other, eyes darting between
Chapter 16: Karen Phillies
Helen listened as Aria narrated the full story and she was disgusted and angry.She rose to her full height, her red dress flowing around her like a banner, her eyes blazing with fury. “You’re out of line,” she said, her voice cutting like glass as she stepped toward Mrs. Larson. The crowd instinctively pulled back, giving her space. Aria clung to her side, tears streaking her cheeks, the very image of a child wronged.Mrs. Larson crossed her arms, her chin jutted high, but there was a flicker of unease in her eyes. Helen didn’t miss it. “Apologize to Aria. Now,” Helen commanded. Her tone left no room for debate.Gasps rippled through the crowd. Helen wasn’t just defending Aria —she was challenging the unspoken rules of their little social hierarchy. Aria buried her face in Helen’s side, her small hand gripping Helen’s dress. Helen rested a hand on the girl’s shoulder, steadying her, her voice still hard. “And you,” she turned sharply to the teacher, “you should be ashamed of yourself
Chapter 17: Crossed Paths
Helen froze when Adrian calmly said he owned Crestmoor Holdings. Her lips parted, her breath caught in her throat. For a full heartbeat, she actually believed him. The quiet man beside her, the one who had always seemed so unassuming, suddenly sounded like someone who could shake the city with a single sentence. Her pulse quickened. But then, Adrian’s mouth curled into a faint smirk.“Relax,” he said, his voice softer now, almost teasing. “I’m joking. Did you really think I was that powerful?”Helen blinked at him, stunned, before letting out the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. “You..” She lifted her hand and smacked his arm lightly. “Don’t scare me like that.”Adrian chuckled, but the sound died quickly. His smile faded, and the weight that always seemed to sit on his shoulders returned. He bowed his head slightly, his deep voice quiet and heavy. “Still… thank you. Not just for me, but also for Aria. Really, like.. I don’t know what I’d have done without you these past day
Chapter 18: A Shocking Announcement
The drive to the Cross estate was silent at first, the roaring sound of the engine filling the car. Outside, the city blurred past, glass towers of New York City giving way to sprawling gardens as they neared the family villa. By the time they passed through the golden ornate gates, Adrian could already see lanterns strung along the courtyard, servants and maids bustling to and fro with trays and decorations. The entire estate shimmered with expectation. He smiled calmly.Helen pulled the car to a stop before the grand hall. From the wide staircase, dozens of figures stood waiting. Uncles, aunts, young children –all impeccably and beauitfully dressed, their eyes sharp with curiosity. The Cross family was a sea of shiny, polished shoes and tailored suits, every eye turning toward the car as the engine quieted.Helen stepped out first, her presence commanding attention. Then Adrian followed, his figure modest beside her. They left their car with the valets, who then drove it to the gara
Chapter 19: An Appaling Declaration
The hall fell into an absolute chaos after John’s pronouncement. His words still seemed to hang in the air, vibrating all round like the echo of steel against stone. “From today, Helen is Adrian’s fiancée.” He had said it clearly, without hesitation, like he had made that decision months ago and had sealed it in his heart. For an instant, no one dared breathe. Then the silence split apart. Everybody’s voices rose. Murmurs swelled into arguments here and there. The air in the hall grew sharp with disbelief. Little kids weren’t sure what was going on, but it was clear that no one liked Adrian as all fingers seemed to be pointed at him. It was Helen’s mother who broke first. Sasha’s shrill voice sliced through the hall like glass. “No! Absolutely not! Over my goddamn fucking body will that happen!”Everyone turned to her. Her painted lips trembled as she clutched her shawl, fumbling as though the weight of her protest could not be held inside her chest any longer. Her face was pale and
Chapter 20: Malaise & Venom
Beside John Cross, Adrian leaned closer, lowering his voice so only John could hear. “Why wasn’t I told about this beforehand?” His brows furrowed, his tone calm but edged with steel. He wasn’t exactly pleased yet. This whole spectacle caught him off guard. John hesitated. For the first time that evening, his face cracked with embarrassment. His voice dropped. “Master, years ago, Aaron West, head of your prominent family, promised that you would marry one of my granddaughters. When I saw how Helen looked at you… I took the liberty of arranging it. I.. i am terribly sorry if you feel offended.”Adrian’s breath caught in his lungs. He stared at John, stunned. He searched his words, but only silence came out first. Finally, he swallowed hard and whispered, “I won’t contradict you in front of them. But I’ll definitely confirm everything with my grandfather.” His tone was calm, but final. His eyes did not waver.John’s lips pressed tight, but he gave a small nod.The whispering did not go