Second Chance of the Ex Wife

re they stood. Meanwhile, in the hospital, Dr. Kenny was in shambles, his hands trembling as he fumbled with h

t of blood, and we've run out of the necessary suppl

e when she is," the voice on the other end replied, cu

Was this really how little she meant to him? Even now, when she w

rain from her body, her spirit slipping away. She was only twenty-seven, and this was how it en

how she had thrown away her birthright as the Autumn family's only daught

he last time. If she could do it over, she wouldn't

dam, Mr. Wayne wants to take you to the au

as too familiar-it was Barlor's mansion, their home. This was shortly after the

happening? Was this some kind of dream

own, her expression hop

hat Viole Stale, the woman Barlor truly loved, always wore. She

shook her head. "No. I'll wear this instead," she

ed. "But Mr. Wayne p

y. "I don't care. Get rid of all the

nodded reluctantly.

young, still beautiful. But she knew how this story ended if

Her makeup was flawless, her hair styled into soft waves that framed her face. A beauty mark

her, including those of Fern Lane, a man known for his sharp wit an

?" Fern aske

"That's Linda Autumn, Barlor Wayne' wife. But rumor has it Barlor'

on fixed on Linda as she moved

white dress a stark contrast to the vibrant colors around her. "I'm

u'll get used to it. You'll be atte

secretary, Larry Lewis, stepped forward. "Mr. W

ed. "I told you to t

ked Larry not to. I didn't want people talking about u

ples. The last thing he wanted

whispered, her voic

was clear. He turned to Larry. "Go outside and stop

ove, a ripple of shock p

quietly, his eyes wide as

od out in a wine-red gown that accentuated her every movement. Whether she smiled or furrowed her brow, every gestur

his was not the Linda he was used to seeing-the Linda who favored sof

contrast between them was stark. Where Linda exuded sophistication and allure, Viole see

murmured, unable to hide the

mile never faltering. Viole expected Linda to be shocked or embarrassed upon seeing Barlor wit

ayne?" one of the reporters whispered, adding to the

turned to Viole with a gracious smile. "You must be Viole, the s

h, awkwardly released Barlor's arm and shook Linda's hand. "Nice to meet you

udy abroad soon?" Linda asked

top of her class. She's set to study abroad this year, but she's a little

r Viole returned from studying abroad. But even now, he was parading Viole around at events, maki

e wasn't here to compete for Barlor's af

. Stale. I'll head inside," Linda said

cted from Linda. By the time he recovered, she had already en

, defiant Linda become s

on offer tonight, a neglected plot that no one seemed interested in. But she remembered its future-how a small business owner had bought it for a song and later turne

r, Linda needed to start planni

tting beside him, noticed his distraction. "Mr. Wayne... Are you sure you

distant as his mind lingered o

for this moment, studying finance in anticipat

rlor eventually fell for her. In her previous life, Viole had impressed Barlor by securing a valuable piece of land at an auction just like this one. But Linda also knew that th

tarted bidding aggressively. She won three prime properties in quick suc

ing bid at one billion dolla

da's voice cut through

rlor's brow furrowed as he turned to l

That land isn't worth much. Linda is

nd quickly typed a message to

essage on her phone, b

wice..." The auctioneer's vo

ows behind Barlor, raised

rn, nearly choked on his drink.

ed. Why was he interested in this piece of land? She vaguely recalled that Fern had conn

nda said calmly, r

uickly typed another message.

hone this time. She turned it off

tered, a smirk playing at

ine, if he wanted to pla

he declared, her

pers. "She's lost it. No

ed, stood up in shock. What

k widening. He raised his hands in a

Sold!" the auctioneer announced, h

and frustration. The land was hers, but she had spen

lucky she didn't jump across the ro

ged, unbothered

's sleeve. "Mr. Wayne, Linda's go

"She made the bid. She'll deal