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Chapter 65 Heartbreak Alert–Destroy Everything! 

By the time Karl chased after Nova, it was too late. Watching her lonely back disappear around the corner, he felt a sharp ache twist in his chest. 

He hadn’t expected her reaction to be this intense. 

Before they married, she’d asked him about getting a cat or a dog. He’d hated the idea of pets and shot her down. After that, she’d never brought it up again–so obedient, so easygoing. 

They’d gotten by just fine these years, hadn’t they? 

Why bring it up now? 

Kael hurried after her, but he was too slow. The bedroom door clicked shut, locked from the inside. 

He knocked. No answer. 

Kael tugged at his tie, panic fluttering in his stomach. He didn’t want another fight. Changing tactics, he softened his voice, trying to coax her. “Nova, you barely ate dinner. I reheated the chicken and wild rice soup–come have a little, please?” 

Inside the room, Nova stared blankly as she fed a stack of old sketchbooks into a paper shredder. Those were the first gifts Kael had ever given her–once treasures, now just reminders of a love that had rotted away. 

At seventeen, Kael had confessed to her, his face flushed, shoving a thick sketchbook into her hands. Every page was filled with drawings of her–careful, detailed, made with so much love. She’d been over the moon, thinking it was the most precious thing in the world–her unique gift from him. 

Later, when they’d talked about it, he’d held her and laughed. “It’s just a sketchbook. If you love it that much, I’ll draw you more anytime.” 

she’d nestled into his chest, a little shy. “You don’t get it…” 

Now, watching the paper turn to confetti, something inside her shattered too. 

Turns out, he’d been right. It was “just a sketchbook.” 

Tears stung Nova’s eyes. She grabbed a marker and crossed another date off her calendar–16 days left until she could leave. 

Over her shoulder, she called to the man outside. “I’m already in bed. I don’t want to eat.” 

Cael’s heart sank. He knew she was hurting and didn’t push it. “Sleep well, then. Call me if you need anything–I’ll be in the guest room next door.” 

lova mumbled a reply, tossing the marker onto the desk. 

he wasn’t sleepy. Curling up on the bed with her tablet, she revised the design drafts she’d worked on the night before. 

light fell, then deepened into the early hours of the morning. 

The bedroom door creaked open softly. Kael peeked in, his gaze falling on the lump under the covers. He tiptoed to the bed, careful not to wake her. 

ifting the corner of the blanket, he found her eyes still red rimmed–making her small face look even paler, even more fragile. 

Cael sighed, his heart aching. He fetched an ice pack and gently pressed it to her eyes to reduce the swelling by morning. 

You don’t have to be upset,” he whispered. “I’ll get it for you. Whatever you want–I’ll get it.” 

Why make her suffer? If she loved dogs, that much, he’d suck it up. He hated pets, but for her, he could tolerate it. 

loane had begged for a dog too, and he’d bought her one without a second thought–because he never went to her place. Let her keep whatever pets she 

vanted; it didn’t affect him. 

Nova was different. 

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Kael refocused, his gaze softening as he looked down at her. He pressed a light kiss to the redness at the corner of her eye. “Sleep tight, baby.” 

He tucked the blanket around her again, then reluctantly left, closing the door quietly behind him. 

As soon as it clicked shut, Nova opened her eyes. Tears pooled at the corners, slipping into her hairline. 

She hadn’t slept a wink. She’d heard every word he said. 

But it was too late. 

Truly, too late… 

Back in his study, Kael thought for a long time before calling Sam. 

It was the middle of the night–Sam had already fallen asleep, so she sounded surprised when she answered. 

“Mr. Voss?” 

Kael tapped his knuckles on the desk, choosing his words carefully. “What kind of cats do young women usually like?” 

He was sure Nova wanted a golden retriever now; he just needed to pick a cat, too. 

Sam paused, confused. “That depends on who it’s for. If it’s for Ms. Reed–she loves ragdolls.” 

Kael choked on her words, irritation flaring. He rubbed his temples. “It’s for Nova.” 

Sam’s voice cleared. “Oh! Well, Mrs. Voss is so kind and patient–she loves animals. I think she’d adore any cat you get her.” 

Kael nodded, agreeing. “Then get a British Shorthair.” 

“Of course, Mr. Voss. But it’ll take about a month before we can bring it home.” 

“That’s fine.” Kael raised an eyebrow. 

He had no idea, though–this gift, delayed for four years, would never reach her. 

After hanging up about the cat, Kael got down to business, his tone turning serious. “How’s the investigation going? The one I asked you to look into.” 

During that call from the Voss Manor, Sam had told him Alison hadn’t hired a lawyer to draft any contract for the vineyard. 

She’d been lying. 

Kael’s eyes darkened. 

Sam hesitated, “It’s tricky. Mrs. Alison and Mrs. Nova Voss have been pretty active–especially online. We need another day or two to dig deeper.” 

Kael stared at a photo of Nova on his desk, his voice cold. “I want results in two days. No later.” 

He hung up and picked up the photo–Nova smiling softly at the camera, taken last year when he’d taken her on vacation. Back then, she’d been so clingy, so 

affectionate… 

But in just a few months, she’d changed, Quiet, Cold. No more clingy, no more smiles. 

Kael traced her cheek with his thumb, his thoughts darkening. He was more certain than ever–Nova and Alison were hiding something from him. 

… 

Nova finally fell asleep late, waking up after nine the next morning. As soon as she sat up, she spotted a heart–shaped sticky note on her nightstand. 

Kael: [Baby, reheat breakfast if you want it. If you’re craving something else, call the housekeeper to make it. I’ll pick you up at noon.] 

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Even without him saying it, she knew he was busy planning the anniversary dinner. 

He’d always been like this–sneaking around to plan surprises for her. 

But this time, she felt nothing–not excitement, not anticipation. Only numbness. 

Nova blinked back the fog in her eyes, set the note back down, and headed to the bathroom to get ready. 

Downstairs, she turned on the TV out of habit–the house felt too empty without noise. This was how she’d gotten through all those nights when Kael wasn’t 

home. 

Back then, she hadn’t known he wasn’t working late or traveling for business. He’d been off with his mistress, sightseeing in other cities. 

Nova took a deep breath, trying to push the thought away. 

Just then, the news anchor’s voice cut through the silence. 

“Voss Group CEO Kael is sparing no expense for his tenth wedding anniversary, reportedly spending over $10 million on a gala dinner. Tonight will also feature a fireworks show and a drone performance.” 

Nova’s heart skipped a beat as she turned to the TV automatically. 

On screen, the reporter was interviewing a woman on the street. 

“Ma’am, what do you think of Mr. and Mrs. Voss‘ fairy–tale romance?” 

The woman’s face lit up with envy. “Who hasn’t heard of it? I still remember when Mr. Voss proposed–he spent a fortune! Mrs. Voss loves cherries, so he bought her an entire cherry orchard and planted the trees himself. Where do you find a man like that? And every birthday, every anniversary… he’s always planning surprises. It’s not just the money–it’s the thoughtfulness! My boyfriend could never… ugh, it’s just not fair!” 

“He’s one of a kind! You’ll never find another man like him in New York!” 

“Exactly! He’s at the top of his game, but he’s still loyal to his wife. That’s what real love looks like!” 

The reporter interviewed a few more people–all gushing, all jealous. 

Nova let out a bitter laugh, her eyes stinging. 

Loyal? 

One of a kind? 

She’d believed that once, too… 

The old Nova would have cried happy tears hearing this, 

Now, it just felt like a sick joke. 

She turned off the TV, suddenly losing her appetite, She couldn’t stand being in this empty house anymore–it drained her. 

She bought a ticket to an antique shop online, planning to wander around and pick up a gift for her mentor to take back to Seattle. 

Nova drove herself there and showed her ticket at the door. 

She hadn’t expected to run into a familiar face. 

“Nova?” Sloane’s voice was laced with amusement–she looked just as surprised to see her. 

Nova ignored her, walking straight inside. 

Sloane called after her, her laugh sharp. “I bring that bracelet of yours. Want it back?” 

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Nova froze, a flash of pain crossing her face. 

Sloane was rubbing her nose in last night’s humiliation…. 

Sloane sauntered over, stopping in front of her. “I got Kael a new one. Your old bracelet? Even my dog doesn’t want it. Here–take it back. After all, you did pray for seven days to get it.” 

Tears blurred Nova’s vision. She tightened her grip on her bag strap, hearing every bit of the mockery in Sloane’s voice. 

But Sloane was right. 

She’d prayed for seven days to get that bracelet, and Kael had tossed it aside like trash–then taken the one Sloane gave him instead. 

He had a new love now. She, the old one, was just like that bracelet–discarded. 

Nova’s breath shook. 

Watching her suffer, Sloane widened her grin. She dropped the bracelet at Nova’s feet, feigning innocence. “Oops–my bad. I dropped it. Can you pick it up for 

me?” 

Clink. 

The bracelet hit the floor like a piece of garbage. 

Nova’s mind went blank. She couldn’t put into words how it felt–like a slap to the face, all her dignity ground into dust. 

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