2025-06-16 19:25:17Elena stared at Karvel, eyes wide in disbelief.
“A divorce? Are you out of your mind?”
"I'm being practical," Karvel replied calmly, his voice restrained. "This marriage has been a cage for both of us. Now you can be free."
"Free?" Elena's voice rose an octave. "You think this is about freedom? You see me arrive with Vincent once and suddenly you're throwing a tantrum and asking for a divorce? What do you think our marriage is? A game?!"
"I'm not—"
"Yes, you are!" Elena's eyes blazed.
"I already have enough stress on my plate! Do you have any idea what I'm dealing with right now?"
Karvel looked at her flushed face, confusion flickering in his eyes.
Why does she seem... upset? Shouldn't she be relieved?
"Isn't this what you want?" he asked quietly.
"To be with Vincent? I won't stand in your way anymore."
Elena's face turned crimson. “You… you think I slept with him?”
Her hand shot out before he could react.
SLAP!
The sound echoed through the hotel entrance. Several passing guests turned to stare.
Karvel stood stunned, a hot sting burning across his cheek.
Elena's lips trembled, but no words came.
She stood there for a moment, her chest rising and falling rapidly, then spun around and marched toward the banquet hall.
"We'll talk after the event," she said over her shoulder, her voice tight with emotion. "This isn't the time or place."
Karvel touched his stinging cheek, watching her disappear into the building. He didn't understand. He was giving her what she wanted. Why did she seem... hurt?
As he stood there puzzling over her reaction, his phone buzzed. Alina's name appeared on the screen.
"I have the results of the investigation," Alina's voice was calm and professional.
"Go ahead," Karvel said, bracing himself for confirmation of his worst fears.
"Your wife was indeed at the Grandview Hotel when you called her."
Karvel's heart sank. So it's true.
"However," Alina continued, "the situation isn't what you think. She entered a hotel room with Vincent Langford for less than three minutes before storming out."
"Three minutes?" Karvel frowned. "What happened in three minutes?"
"According to our surveillance analysis, she appeared to be arguing with him. She left the room clearly agitated. The reason your calls didn't reach her is because her phone had been programmed to forward all incoming calls to Vincent's device."
Vincent answered because her calls were being forwarded? Karvel felt his certainty beginning to crack.
"There's more," Alina said, her voice gentle. "We also discovered something else about your wife. Something you should know."
"What?"
"For the past three years, Elena has been secretly paying your foster mother's medical bills."
Karvel nearly dropped the phone. "What?"
"Every month, she's been transferring money to cover the treatments. The doctor you encountered today—Dr. Crane—he's been extorting both of you. He would demand payments from you, then turn around and demand more from her, claiming the bills weren't fully covered."
"That's impossible," Karvel whispered. "She never said anything..."
"She used her personal savings first, then company funds. She's now facing millions in penalties for unauthorized use of business accounts. She's been desperately trying to raise money to cover the debt and your mother's surgery."
Karvel felt the ground shifting beneath his feet. Elena has been... helping him? All this time?
"The reason she went to Vincent today," Alina continued, "was to borrow money for your mother's operation. She had exhausted every other option."
She was trying to save his mother. Guilt crashed over Karvel like a tidal wave. And he accused her of betraying him.
"Sir? Are you still there?"
"Yes," Karvel said hoarsely. "Yes, I'm here."
"There's one more thing. Today is your wedding anniversary, isn't it?"
Karvel closed his eyes.
Today was their third wedding anniversary. And he just asked for a divorce.
He swallowed hard, shame crawling up his throat like bile.
What a fool he’d been.
"Alina," he said, his voice filled with determination. "I need you to book the entire top floor of this hotel. Right now."
"Okay, no problem, Sir."
Karvel looked up at the towering hotel, his jaw set with resolve.
He’d been the worst husband in the world. But tonight, that would change.
"Three years ago today, I married the most incredible woman in the world, and I've been too blind to see it. Tonight, I'm going to throw her the grandest anniversary party this city has ever seen."
"Understood, sir. It will be done within the hour."
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