After Divorce: My Arrogant Ex Regrets Calling Me Trash
After Divorce: My Arrogant Ex Regrets Calling Me Trash

After Divorce: My Arrogant Ex Regrets Calling Me Trash

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After Divorce: My Arrogant Ex Regrets Calling Me Trash novel is a popular novel covering Novel genres. Written by the author FindNovel.net. 410 chapters have been translated and translation of other chapters are in progress.

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After Divorce My Arrogant Ex Regrets Calling Me Trash.

NOVEL STATUS: ON GOING

PUBLISHED CHAPTERS: 200+ CHAPTERS

After Divorce My Arrogant Ex Regrets Calling Me Trash – Sneak Peek

The air in the master bedroom was too cold. It was the first thing Aurora Vance registered before her eyes even opened. It wasn’t just the ambient temperature of the central air conditioning set to a sterile sixty-eight degrees; it was a chill that seemed to radiate from her own bones, a phantom sensation from a death she had already died.

She gasped, her body jerking upright in the king-sized bed. The sheets, Egyptian cotton with a thread count higher than her credit score used to be, clung to her damp skin. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a cage. Thump. Thump. Thump. It was the rhythm of survival.

She pressed her palms against her face. Her skin felt warm, alive. She wasn’t in the hospital bed anymore. She wasn’t listening to the flatline of the monitor while Sterling Thorne held a press conference about his “grief” in the lobby.

Aurora lowered her hands and looked around. The room was aggressively modern. Chrome accents, black leather furniture, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the grey expanse of the Manhattan skyline. It was a cage disguised as a penthouse. She turned her head to the digital clock on the nightstand. 7:00 AM. October 14th.

The date hit her like a physical blow. October 14th. The day Sterling Thorne was scheduled to ring the opening bell at the New York Stock Exchange. The day Thorne Industries would announce their “revolutionary” new algorithm. The algorithm she had written on a cracked laptop in the laundry room while Sterling was out networking.

But more importantly, today was the day he would discard her.

The heavy oak door to the bedroom swung open with a violence that made the crystal vase on the dresser tremble.

Sterling Thorne walked in. He was already dressed in a bespoke charcoal suit, his hair coiffed to perfection. He looked like every magazine cover he had ever graced: handsome, sharp, and utterly hollow. He was adjusting his diamond cufflinks, his attention focused entirely on his reflection in the full-length mirror across the room.

“You’re awake,” he said. His voice was dismissive, a throwaway comment. He didn’t look at her. He never really looked at her. To him, she was just furniture that occasionally needed maintenance.

gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈n – 𝘾𝒉𝓮𝒸𝓀 𝒶𝓾𝓉𝒽 𝓬𝓸𝓹𝓎

He walked over to the bed and threw a thick stack of documents onto the duvet. The papers landed with a heavy thud, sliding against her leg.

“Sign them,” Sterling commanded. He finally turned his gaze toward her, his eyes cold and impatient. “My lawyers say if we file this morning, I can announce my single status during the post-market interviews. It plays better with the investors. The ‘eligible bachelor’ narrative is trending.”

Aurora looked down at the documents. Divorce Settlement Agreement. The bold letters stared back at her.

In her past life, this moment had broken her. She had cried. She had begged. She had clung to his arm, asking what she had done wrong, promising to be better, to be quieter, to be whatever he wanted. She had humiliated herself because she had loved him. She had believed the lie that she was nothing without him.

But now?

Aurora reached out and touched the paper. It felt dry and rough under her fingertips. She didn’t feel the stinging in her eyes. She didn’t feel the constriction in her throat. She felt light.

She looked up at Sterling. For the first time in three years, she saw him clearly. He wasn’t a titan of industry. He was a mediocre man standing on a pedestal she had built for him, brick by brick, code by code.

“You’re quiet,” Sterling noted, a sneer curling his lip. “Save the tears, Aurora. We both knew this was coming. You were a fun project, but let’s be honest. You’re a trailer park girl playing dress-up in a penthouse. It’s embarrassing for both of us.”

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