The Billionaire's Regret: His Secret Wife Turned Medical Genius novel Chapter 116

That night, Gabriel was in his office at Holton Corp all night. The cigar burned down to his fingertips and singed his skin, but he didn't feel a thing.

His mind kept looping the same scene from the restaurant. The memory of Emily smiling at Arthur lodged in Gabriel's mind like a thorn. The more he thought about it, the deeper it hurt.

The book "Thirty-six Ways to Win Your Wife Back" lay where he had left it.

Now, reading the title of Chapter Four again felt like a bad joke. He hadn't even dared to walk into that private room.

Just then, his phone buzzed, and Roman's extension lit the screen.

"Mr. Holton, Dr... Dr. Sterling is on the line," Roman said.

A jolt went through Gabriel.

Emily was calling him?

"Put her through," he anxiously said, not even realizing how nervous he sounded.

The call was transferred, and that familiar, cool voice came through the receiver, "Mr. Holton, it's Emily."

Silence pressed in until she continued, "We should meet to discuss the divorce."

Gabriel's fingers tightened on the handset. She brought up the divorce again. It was the only thing on her mind now.

"I don't have time," he said.

"In that case, I'll have Mr. Drayton drop the divorce papers at Holton Corp's front desk. Please sign when you can," Emily flatly said, as if she were stating a matter of business that had nothing to do with her.

Gabriel's temple throbbed. "Where?"

"The café downstairs Holton Corp," she said. "I'll see you in half an hour."

With that, the line clicked off.

As the busy tone droned in his ear, Gabriel's expression darkened, and his jaw tightened in anger.

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By the window at the café, Emily sat quietly with a glass of water. She wore a plain white shirt with her hair pulled back, clearly revealing the clean line of her brow and jaw. She looked composed and distant—like a white rose with thorns.

With that, Emily turned and left without looking back.

Gabriel sat there and watched the door close.

His grim face was reflected in the glass door.

For the first time, he felt Emily slipping beyond his reach, faster than he knew how to follow.

The book in his drawer now felt like a joke. None of the methods had worked against Emily's resolve.

Gabriel took out his phone and called Roman. He said, "Go into my office and grab the book from the drawer of my desk."

"Yes, Mr. Holton. Should I send it somewhere?" Roman asked.

"Throw it out," Gabriel coldly said. Then, he hung up, and his joints cracked as he clenched his hand.

If the book couldn't help him, he would do it his own way.