The Genius Ex-Wife’s Revenge Portfolio novel Chapter 466

The doorbell chimed.

A moment later, the apartment door swung open, and there was Ella, graceful as ever. “Who is it… David?” Her voice carried a hint of surprise.

She caught sight of David standing in the hallway. He took her in quietly. Gone was the glamorous party dress, replaced by a loose, comfy home dress. The makeup she’d worn earlier was gone too, leaving her bare-faced and somehow even more beautiful. The glow from the evening had softened, but the charm was still there.

“Ella, do you have a minute?” David asked, his tone careful.

Ella’s lashes fluttered. “Is there something you need?”

“I…” David started, but before he could get another word out, a man’s voice came from inside the apartment. “Who is it, Ella?”

David glanced past her and spotted Wyatt inside, wearing slippers and munching on an apple. “Mr. Harmon? What brings you here?”

David’s words caught in his throat. He hadn’t expected to find Wyatt here too.

Ella looked back at him. “Do you need something? If not, I’ll head back in.”

David pressed his lips together, his eyes lingering on her. “Is it just you and Wyatt inside?”

“Would it be weird if it was just us?” Ella shot back.

David’s expression shifted, his face turning colder, jaw tight.

The silence stretched until Lilly popped her head out from the kitchen. “Ella, are you coming? The food’s about to burn.”

Then Fiona’s voice called out too. “Ella, hurry up!”

His place felt especially empty tonight. Just one lamp glowed in the living room, casting long shadows. David stood by the window, gazing out at the city lights, his reflection a lonely silhouette.

He pulled out his phone and opened Lilly’s social media page. She’d just posted. The caption read, “Ella’s cooking tonight! The table’s loaded. Her cooking is the best.”

There was a photo too. The table was filled with colorful dishes, everything looking delicious. In the picture, Ella, Wyatt, Lilly, and Fiona were raising their glasses together, caught mid-laughter.

David stared at the photo, zooming in, looking at the scene again and again.

A cool night breeze slipped through a crack in the window. The city sparkled outside, but inside, it felt cold and strangely quiet. David suddenly realized just how long it had been since he’d tasted Ella’s cooking.

He knew better than anyone how good she was in the kitchen. During those long months after he woke up from three years lost in darkness, Ella was always there, making meals for him with quiet care, waiting for him to come home.