My Ex-Wife's Biggest Mistake

A Bitter Taste of Regret

The next morning Luther Corporation was already buzzing with activity, as the employees had returned to their respective departments carrying out their usual duties as if they hadn't spent the previous night attending one of the biggest parties the company had ever hosted.

Phones were ringing in the offices, people were moving between departments, and the sound of conversations was filling the hallways. From the outside everything seemed normal, but the celebration from the previous night was still the main topic of conversation among the employees.

The moment Lydia stepped into the building, several heads turned in her direction. She had barely taken a few steps when she noticed some employees whispering to one another while stealing glances at her. It didn't take long for her to realise that they were talking about what had happened at her birthday party.

"Isn't that Damian Luther's girlfriend?"

"Girlfriend? Didn't you see what happened last night? He practically announced that she was his woman in front of everyone."

"You're right. That party was something else. I don't think anyone has ever received that kind of birthday celebration in this company."

"Well, she's lucky. Imagine becoming the woman of the heir to Luther Corporation overnight."

A group of ladies standing near the reception watched Lydia walk past them, some of their expressions revealing a mixture of admiration and envy.

"Look at the way she's walking," one of them whispered. "She looks like she already owns half of this company."

Her friend chuckled. "Wouldn't you walk like that too if Damian Luther were your boyfriend?"

Lydia heard some of their comments, but she didn't bother responding. Instead, she maintained her confident smile and continued toward the elevators. The attention didn't bother her. If anything, it made her feel even better about the decision she had made. Damian had openly claimed her in front of everyone the previous night, and she couldn't deny how much she had enjoyed being the centre of attention.

For the first time, she felt as though she had finally secured the kind of relationship she had always wanted. Damian was wealthy, handsome, and influential, and, most importantly, he had made it clear that he wanted her. The way he had treated her at the party still brought a smile to her face. She could hardly believe that she had gone from being an ordinary employee to becoming the woman everyone in the company was talking about.

As she entered the elevator, two female employees stepped aside to make room for her and one of them smiled politely, while the other gave her an approving look.

Good morning, Miss Anderson.

Good morning, Lydia replied with a smile.

The elevator doors closed, and she pressed the button for the top floor. That was where Damian's office was located, and she had no intention of wasting time before seeing him. She wanted to spend a little time with him before returning to her own responsibilities.

As the elevator began moving upward, her thoughts returned to the previous night. She remembered how Damian had held her waist in front of everyone and kissed her without caring who was watching. She also remembered the way he had spoken to her afterwards, making her feel as though she was the only woman who mattered to him.

A faint smile appeared on her lips.

I wonder if he's already in his office.

The elevator eventually reached the top floor, and the doors opened. Lydia stepped out and walked straight toward Damian's office. She didn't even consider knocking. After all, why should she? They were together now, and Damian had made it clear that she was welcome around him whenever she wanted.

Besides, she was his woman. What was there to be shy about?

She reached the door, turned the handle, and pushed it open without hesitation.

However, the moment she stepped inside, the smile on her face disappeared.

Damian was seated on his office chair, but he wasn't alone. There was a young woman sitting on his lap with her arms wrapped around his neck, and the two of them were locked in a passionate kiss. The woman's shirt was already partly exposed, while Damian hands rested comfortably around her waist. Judging by how close they were, Lydia had interrupted them just before things could become even more intimate.

For a few seconds, she simply stood at the entrance, staring at the scene as though her eyes were playing tricks on her.

Then her voice erupted.

"What the fuck is going on here?"

Damian didn't look particularly surprised. He slowly pulled away from the woman on his lap and turned his head toward the entrance, his expression changing from pleasure to irritation. He glanced at Lydia from across the woman's exposed shoulder, clearly annoyed that someone had interrupted him.

"Have you gone nuts?" he shouted. "How dare you barge into my office without knocking?"

Lydia mouth fell open.

"Are you seriously asking me that?"

"Of course, I'm asking you!" Damian snapped. "Can't you see I'm busy? Who gave you permission to walk into my office like that?"

She looked at the woman sitting on his lap, then turned her attention back to him. Her eyes widened as the reality of what she was seeing finally sank in.

"Damian, what is this? Who is she?"

The woman didn't immediately move away from him. Instead, she adjusted her clothing while looking at Lydia with an expression that suggested she was the one who had walked into an embarrassing situation.

Damian, on the other hand, seemed completely uninterested in explaining himself. He leaned back in his chair and placed one hand around the woman's waist.

"Why are you making so much noise?" he asked. "You interrupted me, and now you want to start questioning me?"

Lydia stared at him in disbelief. "Questioning you? Damian, are you hearing yourself? We were together last night. You called me your woman in front of everyone, and now I walk into your office and find you kissing another lady?"

"So?" Damian replied casually.

The single word made Lydia pause.

"So?" she repeated, her voice rising. "That's all you have to say?"

"What exactly do you expect me to say?" He gave her an impatient look. "Do you want me to explain why I'm sitting with another woman? Or are you expecting me to apologise because you decided to enter without knocking?"

Lydia's hands slowly curled into fists. She had spent the entire morning looking forward to seeing him, thinking about the way he had treated her at the party. She had imagined that he would welcome her with the same affection he had shown the previous night. Instead, she was standing in his office, watching him behave as though she were nothing more than an annoying visitor.

"You're unbelievable," she said, shaking her head. "Is this how you treat the woman you claimed to love?"

Damian's expression hardened. "Don't start giving me that nonsense. I never asked you to come here and disturb me."

"Disturb you?" Lydia looked at him again, struggling to believe what she was hearing. "So I'm disturbing you now?"

"Yes. You are."

She went silent for a moment, and her eyes moved between Damian and the woman still sitting on his lap. She had left Sunny because she believed Damian could give her the kind of life she wanted. She had convinced herself that she was making the right choice, yet the man who had treated her like a queen just the previous night was now speaking to her as though she were beneath his attention.

She swallowed and took a step forward.

"You know what? Maybe Sunny was a much better man than you."

The moment those words left her mouth, Damian's expression changed.

"What did you just say?"