Chapter 2 You Will Regret It

• At the Tres Bistro in Kinlande.
• The bistro resonated with soft, cheerful music, yet Chester found himself sinking into a deep well of despair.
• "Leah, another two bottles, please!" Chester shouted to the bistro's owner.
• Leah Bishop, the charismatic proprietor, sauntered over with two bottles, her every step a dance of grace.
• "Mr. Newman, you've already downed five bottles tonight. Now that you're well-lubricated, care to share what's weighing on your heart?" Leah leaned on the table, her eyes twinkling with curiosity.
• Leah was more than just a bistro owner to Chester; she was his confidante, a sisterly figure he had grown close to through countless visits.
• "Trying to drown my sorrows just deepens them..." Chester took another sip. "She wants a divorce."
• Leah's perfectly painted lips parted in shock, then curled into a supportive smile. "If she's leaving you, it's truly her loss."
• "I've done everything for her—cared for her, supported her, and still, she sees me as worthless," Chester lamented.
• "Nowadays, women need more than just care and support. You should have been honest with her about everything!" Leah poured another drink for Chester.
• "But would it still be true love if she knew everything?" Chester's eyes glistened with unshed tears as he stared into his glass.
• "Finding genuine love is rare. You should tell her the truth—you're the president of Callister Group. At least then, you'd know where you stand," Leah advised.
• "It's too late. I've spent two years giving her my all, both at home and in her career, and she's repaid me with contempt. My love for her has been drained dry." Chester shook his head as he added, "Parting ways now is the best for both of us..."
• "If that's your choice, I respect it. Whatever you decide, I'll stand by you." Leah raised her glass in solidarity.
• "Thank you, Leah. Tomorrow, I will finalize the divorce." Chester clinked his glass with hers, finding solace in her support.
• As Chester drank, Leah watched him with concern, her heart aching for her friend.
• ...
• The next morning, Chester and Emilia met at city hall.
• They moved like strangers through the bureaucratic process, obtaining their divorce certificates in complete silence.
• Not a word passed between them.
• As Chester walked away, Emilia suddenly called out to him.
• She didn't understand why, but she felt a pang of regret, as if something irreplaceable was slipping away.
• "Do you need something?" Chester turned back, his voice devoid of warmth.
• "You don't have a car. Do you want me to give you a ride?" Emilia offered, grasping for any connection.
• "No need," Chester replied curtly, turning on his heel.
• "Hmph!" Emilia scoffed, feeling her kindness rebuffed. Fine, I'll let you just walk.
• Bang!
• As Emilia was about to enter her car, a sleek BMW pulled up.
• A captivating woman stepped out and strode confidently toward Chester, entwining her arm with his.
• "Miss Parker, thank you for letting such a wonderful man go. I've admired Chester for a long time, and now I'm his girlfriend. Please, don't bother him anymore," Leah announced, her tone dripping with defiance.
• Emilia stood stunned, unable to process what she was seeing.
• She knew this woman.
• Leah, renowned as Kinlande's beauty icon, managed a quaint bistro in the heart of the city. Despite her high profile and stunning looks, Leah had an impeccable reputation, free of any scandal, highlighting her integrity and professionalism.
• "You... you want to be with him?" Emilia asked, her voice filled with disbelief.
• She couldn't fathom why someone like Leah would be interested in Chester.
• With a seductive smile, Leah stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on Chester's cheek. After the kiss, she looked at Emilia with a triumphant glint in her eyes, as if staking her claim.
• "Do you believe it now? Emilia, divorcing Chester is the biggest mistake you'll ever make. You'll regret it for the rest of your life!" Leah declared with a smirk.
• Emilia's eyes widened in shock.
• Leah, entwined with Chester, turned and sauntered away.
• Emilia watched their receding figures, feeling utterly disoriented.
• Chester had left without uttering a single word or glancing back, departing with another woman.
• For a fleeting moment, Emilia felt as though she was the one abandoned.
• ...
• In the heart of Kinlande, the tallest skyscraper, the Callister Group Tower, dominated the skyline. On the top floor, Chester stood by the expansive floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out at the glittering cityscape, his thoughts in turmoil.
• The vibrant city lights outside clashed with his somber mood.
• Reflecting on his past two years in Kinlande, Chester was overcome with a mix of nostalgia and melancholy.
• Behind him stood a distinguished, middle-aged man.
• He was Sheldon Walker, the vice president of Callister Group.
• Before Chester's arrival, Sheldon had been the acting president, representing Chester's family. To provide Chester with leadership experience, the family had Sheldon step aside for the past two years.
• Chester preferred to maintain a low profile, so publicly, Sheldon remained the face of the company.
• "Mr. Newman, Callister Group has an outstanding order from the Parker Family. We've reached the final payment phase. Apart from the 750 thousand dollars deposit, there's an outstanding balance of 1.5 million dollars. Could you sign here so I can authorize the payment?" Sheldon asked respectfully.
• Chester looked at the documents, his heart heavy with sorrow.
• He remembered how he had orchestrated this deal for Emilia. Now, as the transaction concluded, so did their marriage.
• "Alright." Chester picked up the pen and signed his name.
• After signing, Chester lingered, the pen still in his hand.
• "Emilia, this is the last time I'll help you..." Chester sighed deeply and set the pen down.
• "My family has been calling me back. It's time for me to go," Chester said to Sheldon.
• "Mr. Newman, are you really leaving?" Sheldon inquired.
• "Yes, the family wants me to oversee the operations in Camdenale. But I wanted to stay in Kinlande a bit longer for more experience." Chester's tone was tinged with sadness.
• "Mr. Newman, while Kinlande has potential, it remains limited in scope. Camdenale is where you truly belong," Sheldon said gently.
• Only Sheldon knew the real reason Chester had insisted on coming to Kinlande—a woman he loved deeply. But now, that woman wanted a divorce.
• Sheldon was acutely aware of all Chester had sacrificed over the past two years.
• Not only had he cared for her meticulously at home, but he had also bolstered her career multiple times.
• There were moments when Sheldon could no longer tolerate Emilia's treatment of Chester.
• Had it not been for Chester's insistence on handling things himself.
• "Make the arrangements. Contact the family and find out when it would be suitable for me to relocate to Camdenale, preferably as soon as possible," Chester instructed Sheldon.
• "Yes, Mr. Newman. I'll take care of it immediately."
• As Sheldon closed the office door and turned away, his eyes were moist.
• If any Callister Group employees had seen him, they would have been shocked to find their normally composed vice president with tears in his eyes.
• Sheldon had watched Chester grow up, and witnessing him endure such heartache naturally pained him.
• "Terminate all dealings with the Parker Family. No funds will be disbursed," Sheldon ordered the finance department over the phone.
• "Understood, Mr. Walker. I'll handle it right away."