All Chapters of The Invisible Strongest General. Ex-wife's Regret.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Meanwhile, the hall where the party was held was in full swing. Diandra, Ricky, even Mrs. Wijaya and several members of the Wijaya family were already present. William, the master as the host's representative at the event welcomed Mrs. Wijaya with great respect. "Mrs. Wijaya, welcome. Congratulations on your grandchild's achievement," William said kindly. However, Mrs. Wijaya only responded coldly. Her face was flat and expressionless. "That's nothing, not worth bragging about at all. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have come," she replied shortly. William was silent for a moment, stifling his discomfort. He glanced at Ricky and Diandra, trying to smile. "Alright, I understand. No need for further comment. So, where is Miss Kyla now?" ---On the other side, Kyla stood on the side of the road. Her car had suddenly broken down, leaving her frustrated. She tried to contact Steve, but her calls went unanswered. The streets were deserted, the night was getting late, adding to her d

That morning, as Kyla was getting ready to go to the office, she was struck by a sight she had never experienced. Edward was busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. The smell of fresh coffee and toast filled the room, creating an unusually warm atmosphere. Kyla stood in the doorway, arms crossed over her chest, looking at Edward with raised eyebrows. "I just found out that you can make breakfast; what did you do back in the day with your ex-wife?" she asked in a teasing tone. Edward turned his head, smiling a little. "Not really; I just wanted to pay more attention to my wife. For a great woman like you, it's a must to be treated well." Kyla smiled slightly, though she didn't want to show that Edward's words had melted her heart a little. She stepped inside, approaching the neatly set dining table. "So, is this a special breakfast?" she asked as she took a cup of coffee. Edward nodded. "A special breakfast for someone special," he replied casually, but his eyes were serious

Ricky stepped into the restaurant with a tense look on his face. His gaze swept the room until he found Richard lounging in one corner, a glass of wine in his hand. When Richard saw Ricky approach, his eyebrows raised slightly, but he remained calm, like someone who was never in a hurry."Ricky?" he greeted in a casual yet observant tone. "What have you been looking for? Anything important?" Ricky took a deep breath, trying to control the anger he was holding in his chest. 'Yeah, you could say that,' he replied, pulling out a chair and sitting across from Richard without waiting for an invitation.Richard raised his wine glass, taking a small sip before saying, 'Tell me, what do you want?'Ricky answered straightforwardly. 'Do you no longer intend to take action against Kyla? Are you just going to stand by and watch Edward get bolder?'Richard was silent, looking at Ricky with an unpredictable gaze. His eyes were cold like he was judging the next move in a complicated chess game. The

After traveling for a few minutes, the car Edward and Kyla were traveling in finally arrived at Kyla's parents' residence. The mansion stood majestically, but the atmosphere that greeted them was far from warm. Anna, Kyla's mother, and her husband stood at the door with expressions that clearly showed their displeasure towards Edward.'Have you come?' Anna opened the conversation with a cold tone despite trying to maintain good manners.'Yes, Father, Mother,' Kyla replied, trying to be friendly despite her obvious awkwardness. 'What was it that called us here yesterday?' she asked, trying to understand the meaning of the sudden invitation.The atmosphere grew tense as Anna folded her arms across her chest, giving Edward a disdainful look. 'You must already know the purpose of our summons, so there's no need for pleasantries,' she said in a sharp tone. 'Edward, you see the state my daughter is in! You should know better!'Edward remained calm, standing with a firm posture and neutral ga

The rain continued to pour heavily outside, creating an even darker atmosphere. In the car, Kyla continued to cry, her fear so real and deep. Her body trembled, and her tears flowed endlessly. Edward, who felt helpless seeing her like that, could only hug Kyla gently, trying to calm the girl down with his presence."Kyla, everything is safe. I'm here," Edward whispered, his voice low and soothing, though he found it difficult to hide his worry. However, Kyla only sobbed harder, drowning in a sense of trauma that never really went away.The trauma was deep. Kyla had been a prisoner of war many years ago when Jupi's army kidnapped her. She was kept in a dark warehouse for days without knowing if she would survive. When rescue finally came, the sounds of guns blasting, bombs exploding, and the bright flashes of fire etched deep scars into her memory. He survived, but the soldier who rescued him - whose face he never even recognized - was reportedly killed during the battle. There was onl