All Chapters of Claimed by a Ruthless Man After Divorce: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“I’m leaving,” Darson declared to Semion before the tension between them could escalate any further.Semion’s face was twisted with irritation as he watched the man, who had barely entered, promptly exit the room.It seemed Darson had come here just to taunt him. Now, Darson had succeeded in upsetting him. Even though he had returned to his friends, the echoes of Darson’s words lingered in his mind.Closure? Does he really want closure? Damn it, Darson Allegra must have a thicker face than concrete.“Oh? Why do you look so defeated? Did you lose to that guy?” Damiano asked, laughing.“Tsk!” Semion couldn't hide his frustration, especially as he realized how much he was fuming over that man.He kept wondering whether Darson was genuinely trying to talk to Celeste and how she hadn’t responded to him. He felt annoyed that Celeste hadn’t mentioned anything about this.Was it because they weren’t really married, so he didn’t need to know? But aren’t they supposed to be allies in this? He s

Semion had been staring at Celeste for a long time while she had been lost in thought in front of the mirror. Her hair was still damp, probably from just having taken a shower, and she was now wearing fresh pajamas.They had both returned home to the mansion and were currently in their respective rooms, hoping to rest. But Celeste had been ignoring him for a while, as if she had retreated into her own world because of what had happened at the party earlier.Semion had been struggling to suppress his anger about it. The fury in his chest wouldn’t subside, as he kept replaying the footage he had seen from the CCTV. In the footage, Darson had embraced Celeste and kissed her on the lips. Then, Darson's pregnant mistress had arrived.Semion’s nails were digging into his palms, causing them to cut and bleed slightly. He was deeply affected by what he had seen. And he was frustrated that Celeste was in such a state now. If he weren’t used to hiding his true feelings, he might have taken out

“Señora, are you okay?” Leleng asked Celeste when she noticed she had been staring blankly into the kitchen for some time. Her employer had expressed a desire to help with lunch, but she was having trouble getting the eggs ready.It seemed like her employer didn’t hear her, so with a puzzled look, Leleng turned to Faith, who was also helping with the cooking, and saw that Faith was equally confused.“I think Señora has a problem,” Faith said to her.Leleng furrowed her brow. “It does look like it…” She approached her employer, positioning herself behind her at the counter to gently tap her. “Señora, is there a big problem—!”“Oh, it’s big!” Celeste suddenly snapped out of her deep thoughts, startled by Leleng’s touch. “O-Oh, Leleng?” She blinked several times, coming to her senses. It was only then she realized she was in the kitchen, trying to help with the cooking.“Oh, sorry!” she laughed, scratching the back of her neck. “I was just deep in thought, Señora, so it seemed like a big

"Semion?" Celeste stopped in her tracks as she was about to enter Semion's office when she saw Diego standing guard."Boss is busy, Miss Celeste, talking to Primo Alessandro. Do you need something?""Ah, I see. No, I just wanted to let him know that I'll be stepping out for a while to visit Anna. But please pass the message along." She gave a small, reserved smile and stepped back."Understood, Miss Celeste. Don't forget about Bentong, so Boss won't worry."She nodded. "Alright, thank you."She headed to the van she had arranged for herself, which she used personally whenever leaving the mansion. Accompanying her were five guards assigned by Semion. Only Bentong and Noah were close to her among the five. Initially, she wasn’t used to having followers, but eventually, she got used to it.The trip took less than half an hour. They quickly arrived at the cemetery where Anna was buried. She turned to the guards. “You stay here. I need some private time with Anna.”“Yes, Senyora!” The five

A MONTH LATER…Celeste gazed at herself in the mirror, dressed in her wedding gown. The makeup on her face was simple, and her flowing, chestnut-colored hair was braided and tied back with the white veil attached. She couldn’t help but smile with admiration at her reflection. This wasn’t her first wedding, but it was the first time she felt truly beautiful in a wedding dress.The luxurious design of the gown shimmered against her pale skin. She twirled in front of the large mirror, unable to get enough of admiring her own beauty on this day. The ceremony would start in less than an hour. They were just waiting for the guests and everything to be set up at the church before she could leave.“Are you happy, Celeste?” Valentina approached her with an unmistakable smile.Celeste's smile widened as she turned to face her. “Val, I’m so happy to be marrying Semion today. But I think I’m even happier that you chose the best fashion artist to prepare me today!” she joked, laughing.Valentina la