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Chapter 12
Author: Zane Wu
last update2026-11-02 04:29:45
Elena barely slept that night, tossing and turning in the silence of the empty villa. She kept telling herself that Dustin's refusal to forgive her was just the lingering shock of the accident talking.

A man who had spent three days freezing in the ocean had every right to be irritable and bitter. Once his strength returned and the familiar comfort of their marriage settled back in, he would naturally let go of his stubborn grudge.

She spent the early morning in the kitchen preparing a thermos o
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    Elena wiped the cold tears from her cheeks with the back of her sleeve, her chest heaving as she looked up at Dustin’s unyielding face. She knew that mere words, tearful pleas, and stacks of property deeds could never undo the years of damage she had caused.She pulled her phone from her coat pocket with trembling fingers, set it directly in the center of the metal table between them, and pressed the speakerphone icon. With Dustin watching in silence, she dialed Caleb’s private number without hesitation.The tone buzzed three times before the line connected, Caleb’s voice coming through the speaker with that familiar, delicate softness. "Elena? Where have you been? Leo finally fell asleep, but his fever is still lingering and we’ve been waiting for you."Elena gripped the edge of the table, looking straight into Dustin’s dark eyes as she spoke in a clear, icy tone. "Caleb, I am calling to tell you to pack your belongings and move out of the villa before tonight."A sharp intake of brea

  • Chapter 19

    In the days following their anniversary dinner, Dustin cut off every private line between them. Whenever Elena tried his number, the call transferred directly to Simon Vance’s law firm, where an assistant politely reminded her that Mr. Rhodes communicated solely through legal counsel.Elena found herself unable to sleep or eat, pacing the quiet rooms of the empty villa until her head throbbed. The multi-million-dollar tenders at Caldwell Marine felt completely hollow, overshadowed by the terrifying certainty that Dustin was slipping beyond her reach.She knew polite phone calls and surface-level apologies would never reach him now. Driven by desperate resolve, Elena spent an entire night gathering every tangible relic of their marriage and packing them into a keepsake box.Inside, she placed their framed wedding portraits, the silver movie ticket stubs from their very first date by the pier, and the wooden whale Dustin had whittled for her during his first offshore deployment. Beneath

  • Chapter 18

    Elena gripped the vibrating phone with white knuckles, her knuckles aching as she forced her gaze to remain locked on Dustin’s unblinking eyes. Swallowing the knot of instinct rising in her throat, she brought the receiver to her ear, keeping her voice as steady as she could manage."I am in the middle of dinner right now, Caleb, and I am not coming home," Elena said clearly into the line. "Leo is your son, and you need to step up and handle his fever like a father instead of calling me every time he cries."Over the receiver, Caleb went completely silent for a moment, clearly stunned by a refusal he had never once heard in five years. When he finally spoke, his voice was hushed, carrying that familiar, fragile tremor that had always brought her running."I only called because I was terrified for him, Elena, and I never meant to interrupt your evening," Caleb murmured softly, letting out a trembling sigh. "You know Leo has always looked at you like his own mother, so I'll just stay up

  • Chapter 17

    Elena looked down at the divorce papers resting between the silverware, feeling a sharp ache tighten across her ribs. She reached out with trembling fingers and gently pushed the thick legal folder toward the edge of the table.She picked up the bottle of red wine and poured a steady stream into Dustin's glass, desperate to push away the cold shadow of the courtroom. "We didn't come here tonight just to look at contracts, Dustin. Let us have a normal dinner first, please."A faint flicker of displeasure crossed Dustin's brow as he watched her push the paperwork aside. He did not pull the folder back, nor did he touch the wine glass, simply keeping his hands flat against the linen cloth as he looked at her.Elena leaned forward, the sapphire necklace catching the candlelight as she tried to summon a fragile, tentative smile. "Do you remember the tiny rental apartment we lived in by the southern docks during our first year?""The roof leaked whenever the autumn storms rolled in from the

  • Chapter 16

    Elena refused to let Dustin slip away after their confrontation in the base hallway, unwilling to accept that five years of marriage could vanish overnight. She called the manager of Le Petit Port directly, pleading until she secured Table 9—the exact corner booth from their fifth anniversary that she had walked out on.Back at the empty villa, she pulled the velvet jewelry box from the top drawer of their closet with trembling hands. She carefully put on the sapphire necklace and pearl earrings she had worn on their wedding day, desperate for the familiar sight to reawaken the affection he used to hold for her.She dialed Dustin's personal number, forcing herself to swallow every trace of executive pride that usually guarded her words. "Dustin, please don't hang up on me. I rebooked our table at Le Petit Port for tonight, the anniversary dinner I ruined when I ran out.""I know one dinner cannot make up for five years of neglect, but we need to talk properly as husband and wife," Elen

  • Chapter 15

    Elena woke before sunrise in the silence of the empty villa, unwilling to accept the humiliating dismissal in the hospital ward. She spent two hours in the kitchen preparing braised beef and lotus root soup, pouring the steaming broth into an insulated thermal container.In her heart, she was convinced that five years of shared domestic life could not be undone by a single shipwreck or a wealthy stranger. If she showed up with the familiar warmth of home, Dustin's stubborn wall of pride would eventually break, just as it always had.She arrived at the maritime rescue base just before noon, carrying the bag toward the squadron offices with deliberate, confident steps. She told herself this was her duty as his wife, choosing to ignore the quiet ache of wounded pride gnawing at her stomach.When she stepped into the administrative wing, she found Mark sorting through dispatch logs behind the front counter. Mark looked up, his expression turning visibly uneasy the moment he recognized her

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