From Neglected Wife to CEO’s Obsession novel Chapter 135

Tucked in the center of the white rose bouquet was a blue diamond ring—Cartier’s final masterpiece from the Paris show a few days ago. They called it First Love.

There was a whole set: necklace, bracelet, earrings, even a tiara. Altogether, it was worth six hundred and thirty million dollars. Someone mysterious, someone who never even showed their face at the event, bought the entire collection.

Blue diamonds are rare, sure, but the price was jaw-dropping.

Word online was that some secretive buyer wanted to give the set to his wife for her birthday. He was determined and made sure the price shot through the roof by setting a ridiculous starting bid. That’s how it ended up costing so much.

It’s kind of like gambling. When someone sets such a crazy high bid, most people just back out. The only way the price would keep climbing is if someone was deliberately trying to mess with Remy, pushing him higher out of spite or for revenge.

When I saw the news, I couldn’t help but sigh. Why did I never meet a guy like that?

Thing is, that sparkling, insane-priced jewelry set shining under the night sky? It was actually from my own husband.

And somehow, I couldn’t even feel happy about it.

Thompson Corporation was in chaos. The stock had been dropping every day, losses piling up beyond calculation.

Remy was nowhere to be found, dodging everyone, and the shareholders were out for blood. Some even started calling me directly.

The latest financial report said we needed three billion dollars in forty-eight hours or the company was done for. Only then would the banks consider lending us the rest.

But in the middle of all this, Remy spent over six hundred million on jewelry, just to make up for one mistake.

Sometimes I wondered what really mattered to him: his career, his status, or a love that was already falling apart.

There was also the car he gave me last time, another “make-up” birthday present.

Betrayal is never forgivable. No matter the reason. Once you cross that line, that’s it.

The only reason I hadn’t brought up divorce was because I had Blake on my side now. Whether it was settling things quietly or going to court, it was only a matter of time.

I’d already waited six years. What’s another month or two?

The sun finally disappeared, night rolling over the city. Streetlights flickered on, casting everything in a soft, golden glow.

My phone buzzed—Kailynn had arrived and already ordered my favorite dish, asking when I’d get there.

I closed up the jewelry box, ready to leave, when suddenly I heard a frail, broken voice not far away.

“Remy, you promised you’d divorce her and marry me when you got back. Why are you with Ms. Greenwood again? Was it all a lie? Remy, do you want me to die with regrets? How can you do this, Remy? Remy...”