Semua Bab The CEO Who Loved and Destroyed Me, So I Left Him Crying: Bab 1 - Bab 10

"Sally, help me schedule a full-face skin graft surgery with Dr. Cook in Haputa." Hearing Morgan Hayes' request, her best friend Sally Cook immediately sensed something was off. "Morgan, a full-face skin graft is extremely painful and comes with a high risk of infection. Sebastian loves you so much. Would he really let you take such a risk?" "I'm divorcing him soon. It's too complicated to explain over the phone. I'll tell you everything once I get to Haputa." After hanging up, Morgan lowered her gaze to the video playing on a loop on her phone. In the video, Sebastian Cole was pressing Luna Yates beneath him, moving with urgency. Luna wrapped her long legs around his waist, her face flushed, eyes hazy with seduction. "Mr. Cole, can you even get hard looking at your wife’s scarred face?" "Don't bring her up and ruin the mood," Sebastian panted, slapping her. "Stop squirming, you little tease. Are you trying to drain me dry?" Luna pouted, looking half-annoyed and half-

Sebastian’s firm tone instantly brought the atmosphere to a freezing point.In the past, Morgan would have stepped in to smooth things over, even if it meant taking the short end of the stick. But now, she simply stood there, watching coldly.Grace had only one son, and in the end, she had no choice but to back down. She even made her grandson apologize to Morgan.At the dinner table, Grace kept piling food onto Sebastian’s plate. "Sebastian, you’ve lost weight again. Eat more."Then she shot a glare at Morgan. "They say a good wife should look presentable in public while being capable in the kitchen. Since you clearly lack the first, the least you could do is keep your husband happy with your cooking."Morgan swallowed her food mechanically, tasting nothing. "We recently hired a new housemaid. She’s a great cook, and Sebastian enjoys her food."Grace scoffed. "A housemaid is just a housemaid—she’s not Mrs. Cole. As his wife, you should be the one taking care of these things."Morg

Morgan looked up and saw Sebastian standing at the door. She lowered her voice and said, "Got it," before hanging up the call.Sebastian strode over to the bedside and asked again, "Morgan, are you getting surgery?"Morgan remained calm. "It’s for my friend. Didn’t you say that whether I’m beautiful or not, you’d love me just the same? If that’s true, why would I put myself through the pain?"Sebastian pulled her into his arms. "Morgan, promise me you’ll never do anything that puts you at risk. I couldn’t bear to lose you."As they sat close together, Morgan easily noticed the faint marks on the back of his neck—traces of another woman. Keeping her expression neutral, she gently pushed him away."You mentioned transferring all your shares to me before. Does that still stand?"Sebastian’s gaze softened with affection. "Morgan, when have I ever gone back on my word to you?"But before, no matter how I insisted, you wouldn’t accept them. What made you change your mind now?"Morgan curl

"What did you say?" Her voice was so soft that Sebastian didn’t catch it. Morgan slipped free from his embrace, her tone light. "Nothing. I’ll cook dinner for you tonight." Their story began one summer when she was eighteen. Sebastian had cooked a meal for her. Afterward, he asked how it tasted. Morgan rattled off every compliment she could think of, showering him with praise. Blushing and stammering, he grabbed her hand. "Morgan, be my girlfriend. I’ll cook for you every day." At the time, she felt like the luckiest girl in the world. Her wish, the one she sealed inside the time capsule, came true. Eighteen was an age of innocence—naïve, sweet, filled with simple joys. Back then, even a single kiss was enough to make them both blush for hours. From that moment on, they were inseparable. When her parents died in a tragic accident, he was the one who stayed by her side, pulling her out of the depths of grief. When he took over the company and faced sabotage fro

It was a divorce agreement.Sebastian’s mind went blank.Panic gripped him. What was going on? Morgan’s wish was to divorce him?His gaze dropped to the bottom of the document—his own signature was already there.Which meant her leaving wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment decision.She had planned this all along.Why?A sickening realization crept into his mind, sending a wave of fear crashing through his body.Just then, his phone rang.It was his assistant."Mr. Cole, we have a problem. Someone leaked explicit videos of you online. They’re spreading fast. If we don’t act quickly, this could severely damage the company’s reputation."Sebastian’s throat tightened. "What videos?""I’ll send them over now."A notification popped up.Sebastian opened the file.The moment the first clip played, his knees nearly buckled.One after another, they flashed across the screen—every intimate moment between him and Luna, in hotels, in his own home, and even in the hospital.Morgan knew about his affair.