Late Love: Winning Back the Runaway Wife
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Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Torment img
Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Grudge img
Chapter 17 Chapter 17 Lies img
Chapter 18 Chapter 18 Hesitation img
Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Who Do You Think You Are img
Chapter 20 Chapter 20 The Interview img
Chapter 21 Chapter 21 A Different Kind of Feeling img
Chapter 22 Chapter 22 The Design Was Leaked img
Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Shifting the Blame img
Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Her Best Friend img
Chapter 25 Chapter 25 He's the One Who Bought the Company img
Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Something Just Hit Her Heart img
Chapter 27 Chapter 27 It Hurts to See This img
Chapter 28 Chapter 28 Murder img
Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Promotion img
Chapter 30 Chapter 30 Has He Fallen for Her Over Time img
Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Meeting Again After All These Years img
Chapter 32 Chapter 32 Suspicion img
Chapter 33 Chapter 33 Drunk img
Chapter 34 Chapter 34 Caught in the Act img
Chapter 35 Chapter 35 She Fell in the Bathroom img
Chapter 36 Chapter 36 The One I Should Protect img
Chapter 37 Chapter 37 My Wife img
Chapter 38 Chapter 38 Injured img
Chapter 39 Chapter 39 I'd Advise You to Behave img
Chapter 40 Chapter 40 She's Become a Copy of That Woman img
Chapter 41 Chapter 41 About the Plagiarized Design img
Chapter 42 Chapter 42 Wait for Me! img
Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Exposed img
Chapter 44 Chapter 44 The Secret Affair Was Exposed img
Chapter 45 Chapter 45 Back to the Old House img
Chapter 46 Chapter 46 Don't Fall for Him img
Chapter 47 Chapter 47 Didn't Come to See Her img
Chapter 48 Chapter 48 Phone Call Drama img
Chapter 49 Chapter 49 He Put Ice on Her Injury img
Chapter 50 Chapter 50 Something's Happened img
Chapter 51 Chapter 51 Caught img
Chapter 52 Chapter 52 Some Feelings Never Die img
Chapter 53 Chapter 53 Fell into the Trap img
Chapter 54 Chapter 54 Fell from the Rooftop img
Chapter 55 Chapter 55 An Argument img
Chapter 56 Chapter 56 Deep in Love img
Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Pursuit img
Chapter 58 Chapter 58 An Explanation img
Chapter 59 Chapter 59 Conspiracy img
Chapter 60 Chapter 60 Hiring img
Chapter 61 Chapter 61 Where Is She img
Chapter 62 Chapter 62 Stay by His Side img
Chapter 63 Chapter 63 The Special Assistant img
Chapter 64 Chapter 64 Growing Apart img
Chapter 65 Chapter 65 Another Unexpected Encounter img
Chapter 66 Chapter 66 Angry img
Chapter 67 Chapter 67 Gentle img
Chapter 68 Chapter 68 Tensions Escalate img
Chapter 69 Chapter 69 The Hospital img
Chapter 70 Chapter 70 Divorce img
Chapter 71 Chapter 71 The Divorce Agreement img
Chapter 72 Chapter 72 Resignation img
Chapter 73 Chapter 73 Everything Has Settled img
Chapter 74 Chapter 74 Can't Let Go img
Chapter 75 Chapter 75 Preparing to Leave the Country img
Chapter 76 Chapter 76 Making Her Exit Clear img
Chapter 77 Chapter 77 Shamelessly Clinging On img
Chapter 78 Chapter 78 Saying Goodbye and Leaving img
Chapter 79 Chapter 79 Remember, I Did Love You img
Chapter 80 Chapter 80 The Divorce Drama img
Chapter 81 Chapter 81 Cutting Ties img
Chapter 82 Chapter 82 Wishing Each Other Well img
Chapter 83 Chapter 83 An Unexpected Life img
Chapter 84 Chapter 84 Taking a Leave img
Chapter 85 Chapter 85 Collaboration img
Chapter 86 Chapter 86 Losing His Temper img
Chapter 87 Chapter 87 Crisis img
Chapter 88 Chapter 88 Out of Control img
Chapter 89 Chapter 89 Drugged img
Chapter 90 Chapter 90 Seduction img
Chapter 91 Chapter 91 Abortion img
Chapter 92 Chapter 92 Marriage img
Chapter 93 Chapter 93 The Ring img
Chapter 94 Chapter 94 Lovers Who Always Fight img
Chapter 95 Chapter 95 Some Rejoice, Others Suffer img
Chapter 96 Chapter 96 The Clever Son img
Chapter 97 Chapter 97 The Birthday Banquet img
Chapter 98 Chapter 98 Blind Date img
Chapter 99 Chapter 99 The Helpless Mother and Son img
Chapter 100 Chapter 100 The Reunion img
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Late Love: Winning Back the Runaway Wife

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Chapter 1 Chapter 1 A Spark Waiting to Ignite

Hot.

That was Ethan Hunt's first sensation when he woke up.

Irritated, he tugged at his tie, already loosened, and sat up groggily, swaying a bit as he made his way toward the door.

He needed water.

As he fumbled for the doorknob and pulled the door open, he squinted and saw the faint outline of someone near the stairs.

A woman.

"Get me some water," he muttered, assuming it was just one of the maids.

"Uh-okay."

Emma Grace had only come downstairs for some water herself. She hadn't expected the bedroom door beside her to open, and seeing Ethan's handsome face caught her completely off guard, her heart racing.

They'd been married for a year now, and this was the first time he'd ever spoken to her with even the slightest trace of softness.

She hurried to the kitchen and quickly returned with a glass of warm water, only to find he'd gone back into the room, sprawled out on the bed like he didn't have a care in the world.

"...Ethan?"

The room was dim. Emma placed the glass on the nightstand, reaching for the lamp switch as she softly called out to him.

The click of the lamp echoed, and a warm, yellow glow filled the space.

"Mmm-"

Ethan's head was spinning, his mind fuzzy, but he vaguely heard someone whispering his name.

When he forced his eyes open, the first thing he saw was a woman, bathed in soft light, standing near the bed in an ivory nightdress.

In that split second, her worried gaze blurred into another face from his memories, one that smiled like sunshine.

"Lily..." he whispered almost soundlessly. Then, without warning, he reached out and pulled her in.

"Ah-" Emma gasped, not expecting to be yanked down just for calling his name. Before she could react, she was already lying on top of him.

"Ethan... Ethan, wake up-"

Her voice trembled. This was the closest she'd ever been to him, and she could hear his heartbeat, loud and steady.

She tried to move away, but his arm tightened around her waist, his other hand cradling the back of her head.

"Ngh..." Eyes wide with disbelief, Emma stared at his closed eyes, realizing he wasn't fully awake... but she stopped resisting.

She'd loved him for so long.

Her slender arms reached around his neck. From a distance, the two of them looked like a pair of swans gracefully entwined.

Feeling her respond, Ethan's large hand moved down. The thin fabric of her nightgown tore like paper under his touch-gentle yet burning.

Emma wasn't sure how to feel. This hadn't felt like him at first, but even now, even in this confusing moment, as long as it was him holding her... that was enough.

Her dark eyes sparkled with a quiet joy.

But the next second, everything collapsed.

Because from his lips, she heard one name whispered-to shatter that brief happiness.

"Lily."

Their bodies were still entwined, but Emma's heart turned cold. She froze.

The joy in her eyes vanished in an instant, leaving only silent tears trailing down her cheeks.

When Ethan opened his eyes, his head was splitting, but that wasn't the worst part-lying next to him was the last person he wanted to see.

"Emma, what the hell are you doing here?"

His voice was cold, and he rubbed his temples with visible irritation. One glance at the woman curled up under the covers, her neck dotted with unmistakable marks, and he didn't need a second guess to figure out what happened.

"You were drunk last night, I just-"

Emma's voice trailed off as she met the disgust clear on his face.

"So you just couldn't wait to crawl into my bed, huh?"

Ethan let out a low, mocking chuckle as he looked at her shrinking back. "Emma, I never realized before-not only are you shamelessly opportunistic, your skin's thicker than I thought."

They had been married a whole year, and he hadn't stepped foot upstairs. He even moved his study downstairs just to avoid her.

Emma's eyes welled up as his words cut deep. "Ethie, it's not like that, I didn't-"

"Don't call me that!"

His sharp voice sliced through her attempt to explain. Watching a tear make its way down her pale cheek, Ethan frowned and turned his head away, only to see a familiar nightgown crumpled on the floor.

"Who said you could wear this?"

He grabbed the nightdress, his sharp features turning even colder. "Emma, I told you before-stay away from her things."

"And stop trying to look like her to get my attention. It's disgusting."

He tossed the covers aside and moved to get up.

"I didn't..." Her voice trembled, his last sentence breaking what fragile strength she had left.

Watching him handle that nightgown so gingerly while treating her like trash, Emma couldn't hold it in anymore. Tears spilled from her eyes as she choked out a sob.

"Ethan... we've been married for a year. You know who I am. If I truly wanted to seduce you, why would I wait until now?"

"Yeah, that's the question." Ethan turned back, sarcasm flickering in his dark eyes.

"Emma, you know damn well I don't want you. If you wanted to sleep with me, just say it. Don't put on her act. The whole Grace family plays dirty, don't think I'm blind."

Three years ago, if it hadn't been for the crisis in his company, he would never have married her. In his heart, there was only one woman he saw as his everything.

If it hadn't been for that car accident...

His fists clenched at the thought.

Emma knew her father forced the marriage deal by offering to bail out Ethan's company, but she never imagined Ethan saw her this way.

Staring at the iciness in his face, Emma's eyes turned red as she clutched the blanket to her chest, stepped off the bed, and silently walked out of the room, heading upstairs, alone with her pain.

            
            

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