Elena Whitmore sacrificed everything for her marriage—only to be betrayed by the man who swore to love her, just because she can't bear a son as an heir. When Damian Lancaster, the arrogant billionaire she calls her husband, brings another woman home, Elena doesn't cry or beg. She immediately files for divorce and disappears from Damian's life. Damian and Elena's in-laws thought she would return, falling at Damian's feet. But as it turned out, they were wrong. Within months, Elena reappeared—not as a heartbroken ex-wife begging for Damian's return, but as the most influential businesswoman in the capital. With her wit, she has built her own business empire. However, Damian is not ready to let her go. Regretfully, he wants Elena back because her fourth child is a boy. When love, ambition, and revenge collide, Elena must choose between two options: keep looking forward or give a second chance to the man who has destroyed her and won't even acknowledge her children.
ดูเพิ่มเติมDamian still sat silently on the park bench behind the crematorium. A light rain had begun to dampen his hair and shoulders, but he didn't care. His fingers still clutched David's small cross necklace.Isabella walked over, her black dress dragging a bit of wet earth. She sat silently beside Damian, looking straight up at the gray sky.A few minutes passed in silence, until Isabella finally asked softly, "Damian, are you going to divorce me after this?"Damian turned his head slowly. "What do you mean?"Isabella smiled bitterly, still staring ahead. "I've heard the viral news. Elena... she is Queen Elisabeth. She also revealed that Alva is of Lancaster descent."Damian frowned."Are you going after her?" Isabella continued, her voice low but piercing. "Because she has given birth to an heir. A son, the heir you crave."Damian stared at his wife for a long time, his face unreadable.However, instead of answering, Damian stood up. He wiped his face wet with rain and tears."I have to ge
"So, what about Mrs. Sonia? Your mother?" asked Elena quietly, looking at Nathan doubtfully. "Will she approve of us? I know... she has high standards for a woman worthy of being her daughter-in-law."Nathan smiled a little and sat down next to Elena. "You know what? I've always admired Queen Elisabeth's designer work."Elena looked at Nathan with dilated eyes. "Really?"Nathan nodded. "She didn't know you designed for the brand. But when you appeared at the press conference in a black dress of your own design, my mom immediately said, 'This Queen Elisabeth designer seems to understand the taste of noblewomen. Elegant but not pushy. She also said that you deserve to be my wife.'"Elena could hardly believe it. "But will your mother accept my four children?""Yes, my mother accepts your four children, Elena." Nathan grasped Elena's hand tightly. "My mother will never reject you again."Elena was silent. Her heart seemed to be gently soothed. For the first time, she felt accepted."Than
Nathan touched Elena's chin, lifting her face slowly. "I love you so much, Elena..." he whispered, his eyes deep and expectant. "Can I kiss you again?"Elena's face flushed, but she turned her head to the side, shying away. "No, Nathan..."Nathan paused. His face tightened, disappointed but appreciative."Why?" he asked quietly.Elena let out a long breath. "I'm not the slut I was five years ago when I asked for your touch in the car." Elena looked down, if she remembered that incident, she felt very embarrassed. Nathan was about to speak up, but the sound of shoes stomping on the floor made them both turn their heads.A man in an elegant navy suit entered the room with steady steps. His face was gaunt, his jaw firm, and his eyes held a deep hurt."Damian," Elena murmured, her body instantly stiffening.Nathan stood in front of Elena reflexively, protecting her.Damian raised a hand. "Elena, where is my son, Alva."His eyes bore into Elena - and for a moment, there was an indescribab
Elena never expected the press conference this morning to shake the world so quickly. From the moment she stepped out of the Royal Empress Corporation building, her cell phone had not stopped vibrating. Thousands of messages, calls from the media, and even offers of cooperation from various big companies rained down on her.But what surprised her the most was not that.It was the two handsome, young, and successful men who came to her door for one purpose: to propose."Miss Elena," said George Moreau, CEO of Canada's largest technology company, with a charming smile and an intimidatingly confident demeanor. "I've been following your career for a long time. And after seeing that press conference... I knew I couldn't keep quiet any longer. I'd like to take you out to dinner. Would Miss Elena be willing?"Before Elena could answer, the second man spoke up."As for dinner, I've already made a reservation," interrupted Felix D'Angelo, the young Italian CEO who was known as a playboy but a
Elena stared at the tablet screen once more. David's picture was clearly displayed - an innocent face with a weak smile that broke the hearts of anyone who saw it. There was sadness in her eyes, but also something that could not be ignored: a cold feeling that infiltrated silently from a past that was not yet completely dead."I pity that child," Elena said softly. Her voice was almost drowned out in the sound of her own breathing. "He's not wrong. Not at all."Tamara noticed Elena's changing expression. "You look... confused.""I don't know what to do, Tamara." Elena sat back down, her body leaning weakly. "I loved that man once. Then he ruined it all. Wasted me, abandoned my children, and his family-" her voice choked, "they treated my three daughters like they were nothing. Even when they found out I was pregnant with Alva."Tamara sat down at Elena's side. "But you got through it all, Elena. You stood up, you raised them on your own."Elena looked at her friend with slowly hardeni
For the past two months, David, the only son of Damian and Isabella, has been hospitalized in the ICU of a renowned Swiss hospital. The five-year-old boy, once born full of hope and luxury, was now battling leukemia."Damian, David has a fever again," Isabella's voice was soft in front of the ICU room. Her hair, which had always been in order, was now pulled into a makeshift bun. Her face was pale, her eyes puffy.Damian stood next to her, wearing a black but rumpled suit. Her eyes had never really closed in the last two months. "I told them not to stop the chemotherapy even though his body is weak," he muttered, more to himself."David is not strong, Damian... his little body is too tired." Isabella hugged her own body, as if protecting her heart that was about to collapse.Damian clenched his fists. "He is the heir to Lancaster. David must be strong."The doctor walked quickly towards them. "Mr. Lancaster, David's condition is deteriorating rapidly. We need to get him into surgery i
"But I'm still going," Elena said. "Elena..." Nathan let out a long breath. "I know this may sound abrupt. But let me be honest," Nathan said"Just say it, Mr. Nathan.""I love you, Elena."Elena gasped softly. Her gaze darted away, but Nathan didn't let her down. He looked into Elena's face with sincere eyes."Five years I lived with your shadow. Five years I wished you would come back. And now you're in front of my eyes again. I don't want to miss this opportunity."Elena closed her eyes, trying to control her feelings. "Mr. Nathan, I can't return your feelings.""Why not?" Nathan cut in softly. "Is it because of the past? Because of the hurt you got from your ex-husband?"Elena took a deep breath. "I don't want to hurt anyone, including myself. I don't want to open my heart again, Mr. Nathan."Nathan stepped closer, his tone turning softer. "You won't be disappointed if you're with me, Elena. I won't hurt you."Elena looked at Nathan with teary eyes. "You have no idea how hard my
The International Airport was crowded that afternoon, as usual. People were passing by, welcoming families or rushing to catch flights. However, from among the crowd, a long-haired woman with sunglasses stepped gracefully, accompanied by four children. Behind her glasses, Elena's eyes swept around, breathing in the air she missed so much."Is this where Mommy used to live?" asked Alva, the soon-to-be five-year-old boy, clasping his mother's hand.Elena looked down and smiled, gently touching Alva's head. "Yes, dear. Mommy and your three older sisters used to live here.""Wow, I didn't expect that. I'm going back to this town," exclaimed Olivia, now a teenager, her face looking more and more like Elena.Katty and Delya were busy looking at the big buildings outside the airport. Their faces were enthusiastic."Everything looks different," said Katty."I was only three years old at the time, so I didn't really know the city," Delya continued.Elena just smiled a little. Five years is not
That morning, Nathan sat in his study with a cup of coffee that hadn't even been touched. He stared blankly at his laptop screen until a soft knock on the door broke his reverie."Come in," he said simply.His assistant entered with a brown folder."Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Nathan," the assistant said carefully. "There's an important letter that just arrived this morning. From Miss Elena."Nathan's eyes immediately sharpened. "Elena?""Yes, sir," Kevin replied as he handed over the folder.Nathan took it quickly and opened the folder. His eyes read it quickly, and instantly his jaw hardened."Resignation?" his voice was low but filled with unsuppressed anger.The assistant gulped. "Yes, sir. The letter is official. He has completed all his duties and-""Without my permission?" cut in Nathan, standing up from his chair. "He thinks he can just leave? How nice of him!"His assistant took half a step back, feeling the pressure of the man's cold aura."Have you tried contacting him?" asked
"Darling, you are truly a gift to this family." The booming voice of Margaret Lancaster, her mother-in-law, filled the room. "At last, Damian has found a woman who can give him an heir." The smile on Elena's face slowly disappeared when she heard the voice from inside the room. She was about to give Damian—her husband of ten years—the best news of her life. Elena's hand tightly grasped the envelope containing the results of the doctor's examination. She was pregnant with her fourth child. Elena stopped in the doorway. Her eyes froze at the sight before her. A blonde woman with a perfect body was sitting gracefully on the sofa. She was so very perfect. She was Isabella Monroe. A top model who often graced fashion magazines. And now, she was sitting confidently in Elena's house, among her family. "Ah, Auntie, you're too much," Isabella laughed softly, her voice soft yet full of satisfaction. "Don't call me auntie, dear. You are now my daughter-in-law." "Right, call us Mommy and D...
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