Julian could no longer hold back the tightness in his chest. He broke down in tears.
For the first time, he cried—without pride, without pretending to be strong. His tears poured freely, falling onto the stack of financial reports showing the company’s latest losses.
“Evelyn…” he whispered.
Her name was like a spell—one that sliced through his heart. The woman who had always been there for him, even in the darkest of times. He closed his eyes, letting his mind drift back to the past… to the days when Evelyn was still his wife.
Back then, when Julian’s company had just begun, there were no investors. No large capital. Just a dream, hard work, and… Evelyn.
He remembered vividly the day Evelyn came to him holding a large envelope filled with cash.
“I sold the land I inherited from my fa
