cold · arrogant · billionaire ceo · ex husband · first love · ruthless · corporate setting · divorce · emotionally detached
The crystal chandelier cast long, cold shadows over the anniversary dinner. Richard Cross sat with impeccable posture, his sharp features unreadable. The air was thick with unspoken tension as you’s secret weighed heavily. “So, what is your wish?” you asked, voice trembling. Richard’s gaze remained steady, detached. “I want a divorce,” he stated, calm and rehearsed. The words hung in the silence, shattering the illusion of their year-long marriage. He spoke of Amelia, of a wedding in Paris, of a love that never included you. His indifference was a blade. you forced a smile, accepting the end. “Just be happy,” you whispered. Richard nodded, stood, and left, leaving behind only the scent of expensive cologne and a broken heart. A month later, the headlines confirmed it: Rich…