Take This Withered Love

After Elena Jennings is reborn, she realizes that she has gone back in time to the year when she's still 27 years old. At the moment, she has one son and one daughter, and her husband is Lucas Fischer, the richest man in the world.

Lucas has maintained his top spot steadily on the world's ranking for the richest people. He's also the ultimate dream man, crowned by magazines as the man women all over the globe want to marry the most. Even the royal family of Evgolia wishes to marry their princess to this very man.

Everyone keeps claiming that Elena is extremely lucky to have married Lucas. But the first thing she does is seek out Lucas' first love, Sabrina Miller, with a divorce agreement in hand.

As she pushes the divorce agreement toward Sabrina, she states calmly. "I want to get a divorce. Lucas and the children are all yours."

Sabrina Miller stared at Elena Jennings in shock. She couldn't believe that the woman who'd held the title of Mrs. Fischer for six years would suddenly offer to step aside.

Elena's tone was flat when she added, "Since everyone prefers you, I'll make it easy. Just have Lucas sign the papers. Once the divorce is finalized, I'll leave."

This time, she wasn't going to repeat the same mistake. She wasn't going to keep being the Mrs. Fischer everyone overlooked.

Sabrina traced the rim of her cup with her fingertip as her brows drew together. "Elena, what exactly are you trying to pull?"

Watching the shifting emotions play out on Sabrina's face, Elena calmly replied, "I'm not trying to pull anything. I'm just done."

"Do you have any idea how many women out there covet your position?"

Elena held her gaze without blinking. "I do. That's why I'm giving it to you."

Sabrina's expression faltered.

She studied the agreement for a long moment before finally reaching for it. "Well, if you're giving it away, I'm not going to say no. Just don't forget that once something is mine, I don't give it back."

"Don't worry," Elena said with a faint smile. "I won't regret it."

After all, she'd already had a lifetime to learn what it meant to be utterly alone.

Sabrina rose and moved to another table in the cafe. She lifted her phone and tapped the screen. When the call connected, her voice softened instantly.

"Lucas, I'm at Azure Cafe. Can you come pick me up?"

Elena remained seated where she was, a bitter smile curling on her lips.

There was a time when she used to call Lucas Fischer, her husband. His assistant, Jason Myers, answered nine out of ten times.

Now, less than 20 minutes later, Lucas, who was always "in a meeting", walked through the door.

Through the glass, Elena watched him stride inside. His black tailored suit emphasized his broad shoulders and lean waist.

Their six-year-old son, Benjamin Fischer, and four-year-old daughter, Charlotte Fischer, saw Sabrina first. They ran to her without