All Chapters of Divorcing The Wrong Man: Her Regret: Chapter 31
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Chapter 31: Gigolo
“So this is what the Cross family has become,” he said finally, his voice low but carrying easily through the hall. “Arrogant. Blind. Too proud to recognize who stands before them. You’ve all forgotten your place.”The laughter died quickly this time. The weight of his words, spoken so calmly, pressed against their chests like iron. For a moment, no one spoke, trying to decipher what the fuck he was talking about.Just then, the heavy oak doors at the far end creaked open. Heels clicked against marble, and a familiar voice, syrupy with triumph, cut through the silence.“Well, well. Isn’t this quite the scene?”Vanessa Lang stepped into the hall, her dress clinging to her curves, her lips painted in a smirk that screamed victory. At her side swaggered Bobby Jackson, flashing his gold watch like a teenager, his tacky grin as wide as ever. Their presence was like salt rubbed into an open wound.Helen’s face paled. Adrian’s eyes flicked toward them briefly, cold as ice.Vanessa’s gaze fou
Chapter 32: Doctor Petrovic
The laughter in the hall was still fading when Bobby leaned in close to Ethan, his gold watch glinting under the chandelier’s light. His voice was low enough to carry a hint of conspiracy but loud enough for others nearby to hear.“I’ve already given Ethan three hundred thousand in benefits,” he said smugly, lips curling into a smirk. “That’s worth far more than any of your little tricks, Adrian. Money talks, after all.”Ethan shifted uncomfortably but didn’t deny it. His silence was as good as confession.Adrian’s expression didn’t change. He stood steady, his hands behind his back, his gaze steady as a winter night. But inside, he took note. Every word. Every betrayal. It wasn’t anger that tightened in his chest—it was the cool precision of a man filing away evidence, a man who never forgot debts owed.Helen glanced at him, worry flickering in her eyes. She could read the quiet storm in him, but Adrian offered her nothing—no reassurance, no explanation. Just silence, sharp as glass.
Chapter 33: Sly Smile In His Bright Eye
They soon entered John Cross’s chamber. The once-vibrant patriarch now lay pale against the pillows, his breathing shallow, his face drawn. The room smelled faintly of antiseptic and old wood, the curtains drawn tight to keep out the night.Petrovic strode to the bedside, pulling a stethoscope from his case with deliberate slowness, as though each gesture were part of a performance. He pressed it to John’s chest, his brow furrowed theatrically. He lifted eyelids, checked his pulse, then straightened with a soft sigh, turning back to the family.Everyone watched, assured he was going to take care of this. Because of course he should. Being the disciple of Dr. Nalson was not a small feat. One of the Cross family members bragged that he would tattoo the title on his forehead if he were the one bearing that title.“It’s a stroke,” Petrovic declared. His voice was calm, almost bored, as though he had diagnosed a hundred such cases before breakfast. “A mild one. Simple treatment, rest, and
Chapter 34: Kind-Hearted Dr. Petro
The words had barely left Petrovic’s mouth when the room stirred into chaos. The Cross family members erupted, their anger directed squarely at Adrian.“How dare you insult Dr. Petrovic?” Ethan barked, his face red with fury. “Do you even know who he is? This man is one of the finest physicians in the city. You, a nobody, dare to mock him?”“That’s right!” Sasha snapped, her arms crossed and her chin raised high. “First you invite yourself into our affairs, and now you claim to know better than Dr. Petrovic? Who do you think you are, Adrian? You’re nothing but Helen’s… charity case and I will be sure my daughter leaves your stinking ass and comes to her senses.”Laughter rippled among some of the younger Cross relatives, who were eager to impress Ethan. Even Vanessa smirked, her voice dripping with venom. “It’s embarrassing, really. Pretending to be an expert in front of the great Dr. Petrovic. Adrian, you’re just a clown and nothing more.”Helen opened her mouth, ready to speak up fo
Chapter 35: The Seal Of The Medical God
“Remarkable,” someone else murmured. “Dr. Petrovic, taking interest in a complete nobody? Such a kind soul. Adrian should count himself blessed.”Compliments spread through the room like ripples in water. Some of the cousins, who moments ago were sneering, now looked at Adrian with a strange mixture of envy and curiosity. To them, it appeared as though Petrovic was extending a rare kindness, a chance for Adrian to learn under a man regarded as one of the city’s greatest physicians.John’s wife even clasped her hands together and sighed. “It warms the heart to see such generosity from a man of Dr. Petrovic’s stature. To think he would waste time on someone as ordinary as Adrian… truly, it shows the goodness of his soul.”Adrian’s calm silence only fueled their assumptions. To the onlookers, his quiet expression was the awe of a student finally recognized.But standing off to the side, Vanessa’s nails dug into her palm. She couldn’t force a smile the way the others did. Her lips pressed
Chapter 36: Poison Of The East
The room was silent, save for the faint ticking of the clock on the far wall. The faint light of the chandelier cast elongated shadows across the polished floors. Petrovic stood stiffly beside John’s unconscious form, arms folded, face expressionless. Yet his eyes flickered with unease as Adrian’s gaze locked onto him. As though he were a shy student standing before his grand master.Adrian’s voice cut through the silence like a blade. Cold. Measured. “Tell mme, Petrovic… why did you so casually declare a stroke?”The words sent a ripple through the air. For the first time that evening, the great Doctor Petrovic faltered. His lips parted, but no words came immediately. When he finally spoke, his tone was clipped, defensive. “I… I based my diagnosis on the symptoms. Sudden paralysis, slurred speech, loss of consciousness. The signs point to nothing else. Besides…” His voice lowered, his eyes darting toward the floor. “…Ethan Cross had already approached me. He offered a hundred thous
Chapter 37: Three Veins Of Salvation
The family turned their heads instinctively. Through the glass panes, in the dim night, dark shadows wheeled in the air. They weren’t sure what was going on between both men, but a few kids saw black crows circling restlessly, perching along the fence posts. A few vultures hovered higher, their silhouettes stark against the moonlight.A hush fell over the room. Petrovic’s face drained of color as realization hit him. The smell. The birds. He had ignored them as coincidences, background noise. But no—Adrian was right. The signs had been there all along.Adrian shook his head slowly, disappointment heavy in his voice. “You let arrogance blind you. A bribe clouded your judgment. And in doing so, you nearly condemned this man to death.”Petrovic staggered back half a step, his lips pressed into a tight line. The sting of truth burned worse than any insult.Adrian turned, his expression calm once more. “Fetch me three herbs. Jadefire Root, Moonveil Blossom, and Blackthorn Resin. Bring them
Chapter 38: Three Days
Adrian broke the silence. His voice was quiet, but firm, brooking no debate. “Three days. The antidote will work, but until then, John must rest. No interruptions. No tampering. You will tell the others it is a stroke, nothing more.”Petrovic stiffened, shame flickering across his eyes. “But… they will ask questions.”“They already paid you to lie,” Adrian replied coldly. “So keep lying. Only this time, it will be to protect your master’s life, not to take his last breath.”A shiver ran down Petrovic’s spine. He lowered his head and gave a stiff nod. For the first time in his career, he was not the man in control.**************When the door finally creaked open, the gathered family members looked up at once. Their faces carried the same expectation: answers.Petrovic stepped out first, his expression stiff, almost sour. Behind him, Adrian followed with his usual calm, his hands tucked into his pockets, unreadable as ever.The silence was heavy, pressing on all sides. It was Ethan wh
Chapter 39: Exiled!
Ethan’s sneer widened, feeding off their submission. “From this day forward,” he announced, his tone dripping with arrogance, “Helen and her family will vacate the Cross estate. You will live in an apartment on the outskirts of the city—far away from the heart of our family business. Consider it mercy that I don’t cut ties with you entirely.”Whispers and murmurs spread through the crowd. None spoke in Helen’s defense. Almost every face in the room was already painted with Ethan’s gold, their loyalty bought and sealed.“And one more thing,” Ethan continued, his eyes narrowing on Helen like a hawk sizing up its prey. “The matter of your marriage has been decided. You will marry Fabio Romano. This is the Cross family’s will, and it will strengthen our bonds with the Romano family. You do not have a say in this!”The words landed like a bomb. For a second, the room was silent, everyone craning to see Helen’s reaction. Her heart sank, her stomach twisting. Her hands curled into fists. “No
Chapter 40: Helen's Woe
The night air outside the Cross estate was heavy with whispers. As Helen and her family were escorted through the iron gates, the entire household seemed to turn into a stage. Servants lingered at the windows, their silhouettes dark against the glow of the chandeliers. Cousins and distant relatives who had moments ago been all smiles at Ethan’s declaration now muttered in corners, their voices carrying with cruel clarity. Even a few opportunistic reporters who had caught wind of the chaos whispered excitedly into their recorders, noting every detail of the once-proud heiress’s downfall.Once, Helen had been untouchable—the heiress whose every step drew admiration, the girl whose laughter filled these very halls with light. But now?Now, she was no more than a cast-off burden, a symbol of disgrace. With her parents at her side and Adrian walking quietly behind, she looked like a shadow of the woman she had been only days ago.“Look at her,” one distant cousin sneered to another, his