The CEO’s Regret My Ex-Wife is a Tech Goddess novel Chapter 74

Tears spilled helplessly from her eyes, tracing dirty streaks down her cheeks.

A suffocating wave of despair overwhelmed her, nearly choking the air from her lungs.

To make matters worse, she was cramping terribly.

She could only crouch down in that foul-smelling corner, clutching her stomach, praying the bell would ring soon and the teacher would notice she was missing.

Suddenly, light footsteps echoed from the other side of the gate.

The sharp clatter of chains breaking the dead silence followed.

Alaina instinctively looked up, squinting her swollen, tear-soaked eyes to peer through the haze.

A tall silhouette approached slowly against the backlight.

A single ray of warm midday sunlight pierced the shadows, illuminating him and casting a brilliant, gentle golden halo around his frame.

It wasn't until he crouched down to her eye level that she finally saw his face. His features were soft and refined, his eyelashes long, and his eyes completely devoid of malice. There was no mockery, no pity—only pure, unadulterated kindness.

A faint smile played on his lips, like the warmest spring sunbeam—not blinding, but more than enough to chase away the filth and biting cold around her.

The teenage boy helped her to her feet, shook out the knit cardigan he was holding, and tied it around her waist to hide the embarrassing stain on her skirt.

She caught the faint scent of fresh soap on him, her gaze dropping to the student nametag pinned to his chest: Ethan Harrington.

"Go to the locker room, wash up, and change into your gym clothes," Ethan said softly.

A lump formed in her throat. She opened her mouth to speak but couldn't produce a sound.

She could only stare at him, fresh tears welling up uncontrollably in her eyes.

"And take this..." Ethan added, handing her a small, square object thoughtfully wrapped in a tissue.

Her heart began to race wildly, without warning.

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