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Chapter 12Kenzo walked into his apartment in a swift motion. He was in a hurry and was only home to get some missing documents. The ones he had asked Kelly to look for but couldn't find.He walked further into his walk-in closet, or should he say theirs now. He let out a light scoff as he sighted Helena's stuff there too, she had packed in. Seems she was serious about coming back or as usual, her schemes.He looked away and continued his search. He was to be in Chicago for a week for an important business meeting and he couldn't afford telling Helena about him, who knows what she would do this time around , his wife was one crazy woman, and not like she should know, she probably couldn't care less.Kenzo exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. He rifled through the drawer again, slamming it shut when he found nothing.The documents contained some vital records they needed in finalizing the deal back in Chicago which was why he had to fly back home to look for it when Kelly

Chapter 14Helena bit her lips slowly as she read the text all over again. Who it was, she knew. "I don't have much time" she muttered inwardly repeatedly.She raked her hands through her hair, sitting back on the bed as the thoughts demotivated her as she realized how bad things could go if she didn't do what she had to do sooner.She unlocked her phone and deleted the text from the unknown sender, and switched off her phone.She fell on the bed.Kenzo hated her now. There was nothing she could do now. No, she shouldn't think that way. He still loved her, he was just heartbroken. She could still get him back, she knew she couldn't.But how? What did she have to do now? What other methods? How does she explain the divorce to him? By telling him it was a mistake? she wasn't thinking straight? she had no idea and was being framed?She raised her left hand, and stared at her ring.He was really happy putting this ring on her finger. He must have hated it so much now that he kept it hidde

Chapter 16It was evening and Kenzo had arrived home earlier than usual. Helena checked herself in the mirror for the last time, before walking out after a last minute of reassuring herself everything was going to go fine.She had checked Kenzo in his room earlier and saw that he wasn't there and had noticed the study room's light on, so he must be there.She made her way there and pushed the door open after deciding against knocking.She stepped in while Kenzo was going through the book racks obviously searching for something.She smiled and stepped closer to him. He noticed her presence but ignored her anyways.Helena smiled and tried touching his arms when he stepped away. With an annoyed glare, "Can you not do this right now, I'm not interested in an endless argument with you" He cut her off curtly.Helena slightly hurt out on a smile anyways. "I'm not about to annoy you. I just want to talk, seriously" She said, looking serious but he had enough already. He ignored her, turned ba

Chapter 18Kenzo sat in his office, fingers drumming against the glass table as he stared at the open laptop before him. The reports blurred together, numbers and words losing meaning as his mind drifted—again—to Helena.He leaned back in his chair with an exasperated sigh, rubbing his temples. He had been doing this all day—trying to focus, only to find his thoughts slipping back to her. His jaw clenched as the memory of her lips on his replayed in his head. The audacity. The nerve. She had kissed him like nothing had happened, as if she had never walked away, never left him with nothing but a cold signature on divorce papers.A knock sounded on the door. He didn’t answer, but Gianna walked in anyway, holding a tablet.“You might want to see this,” she said, placing it on his desk.Kenzo exhaled sharply, forcing himself to appear indifferent as he picked it up. His eyes skimmed over the screen—and then narrowed. The headline was simple but effective.LAURENT HEIRESS STEPS BACK INTO T

Chapter 20The morning after the kiss was supposed to be just another day for Kenzo. Yet, as he sat in his office, his fingers absently drumming against the mahogany desk, his mind refused to obey. The taste of Helena still lingered—soft, warm, intoxicating. He hated that he could still feel it.He clenched his jaw and forced himself to focus on the documents in front of him. He had worked too damn hard to build a life free from distractions, free from her. He wasn’t about to let Helena waltz back into his life and unravel everything he had built.But why the hell did it feel like she already had?---Helena woke up feeling satisfied. She had felt Kenzo hesitate during the kiss. That brief second of surrender had told her everything she needed to know—he still wanted her, even if he refused to admit it.But she wasn’t naive. Winning Kenzo back wouldn’t be easy. He was stubborn, guarded, and probably even angrier with her now than before.She pulled out her phone and dialed Arielle."C