The Abandoned Wife's Glamorous Return As A Global Star

Trevor spent the entire night looking for Elyse, dialing her number repeatedly, only to be met with the same result—her phone was switched off. By the time dawn broke, he gave up temporarily, returned home to clean up, and then went straight to the police station.

The moment he stepped into the office, his colleague, Clint Barton, looked at him with disbelief. "Captain Blake, did another department pull you into an operation once more? You look like you didn't sleep at all. Maybe you should head home and get some rest?"

Trevor simply tapped Clint on the shoulder, his voice quiet. "Bring me some coffee."

"Alright. Oh, by the way, a courier dropped something off for you this morning. It's an envelope. I placed it on your desk," Clint replied.

Trevor pinched the bridge of his nose and then gave a quiet nod. As he lowered himself into his chair, the envelope sat waiting at the center of his desk. He picked it up and tore it open.

The words "Divorce Agreement" leapt out at him, jarring enough to make his grip falter. The thin paper suddenly felt impossibly heavy, weighing down his hand.

Clint walked back in with the coffee and immediately noticed Trevor's darkened face. Following Trevor's line of sight, he caught sight of the document, and the bold title on it made him freeze in place. "Is your wife seriously trying to—"

Trevor shot him a chilling look that cut him off mid-sentence. Clint snapped his mouth shut, raising a hand to cover it.

Trevor then slipped the document out of sight.

Regaining some composure, Clint spoke more cautiously. "You wife is upset because of the raid that night? Did you not explain things clearly?"

"It's not like that," Trevor answered flatly.

Clint hesitated. "Then what—"

"Focus on your work. I'll deal with my personal issues myself," Trevor cut in.

Initially, Trevor believed he could resolve everything without much trouble. Elyse had always been easy to soothe. Even though she was asking for a divorce now, he assumed a sincere apology, a few gentle words, and a gift would be enough to win her back. What he hadn't anticipated was that he couldn't reach her at all after the agreement was delivered.

As someone who rarely paid attention to the entertainment industry, he now awkwardly searched online for any updates about Elyse. Throughout their marriage, he had shown little interest in her career. Now, his search turned up quite a few rumors about her supposed relationship with several male celebrities.

Anger surged within him. He couldn't help but suspect that her determination to leave him stemmed from the presence of another man. The instant that thought formed, unease gripped him.

...

A month later, headlines surfaced online reporting that Elyse had collapsed during filming.

As soon as Clint came across the news, he rushed to Trevor's office. Right as he knocked and stepped inside, Trevor's phone began to ring.

"Captain Blake, have you seen the news? Your wife—"

Before Clint could finish speaking, Trevor frowned and answered the call. "Which hospital? I'm coming now."

Clint assumed the call concerned Elyse, so he said nothing further and quietly stepped out.

As the door closed, Trevor's displeased voice echoed inside the office. "Joanna, I promised Shelton Graves I would take care of you until the baby is born. If you don't want to be a bother, then please take care of yourself."

After ending the call, Trevor left his office. Then, recalling Clint's earlier visit, he asked, "You were looking for me?"

Assuming Trevor was out for his wife, Clint shook his head lightly. "Send my regards to your wife."

Trevor paused briefly. It had already been a month since he last saw Elyse, and he wondered how she was doing.

Trevor hurried to the hospital. The moment he stepped out of his car, he spotted Elyse and Anthony in the parking area.

A surge of emotion filled Trevor—an entire month of suppressed longing burst out at once. He quickly walked over and pulled Elyse into his embrace. "Elyse... I've missed you so much!" he said, voice tight with emotions.

Elyse froze for a moment, caught off guard by his sudden appearance. Regaining her senses, she pushed him away firmly. "Trevor, let go! We're in a public place," she warned in a low tone.

Trevor loosened his grip, worry evident on his face. "Why are you here? Are you unwell? Why haven't you picked up my calls?"

The last question carried a subtle trace of complaint.

Elyse let out a bitter laugh at herself. For a brief moment, she actually thought he'd come after seeing the news about her. How naive. "Then what brings you here?" she asked flatly.

Trevor fell silent.

Her expression turned cold. She immediately understood—he was here for Joanna again.

At that moment, Anthony spoke with restraint. "Captain Blake, the news about Elyse collapsing on set is everywhere. It seems you're clueless about her fainting. Are you here for someone else? Do you have any idea that Elyse is already—"

"Anthony!" Elyse interrupted sharply.

Anthony's words struck Trevor hard. He genuinely didn't know about Elyse's collapse, and although he was here for Joanna, there was nothing inappropriate between them.

"Elyse..." Trevor reached for her hand, but she immediately avoided his touch.

"You got the divorce papers, didn't you?" Elyse said coolly. "Just sign them quickly so we can end this."

"I don't want a divorce. I swear there's nothing between Joanna and me. Please... trust me just this once," Trevor pleaded.

Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, Elyse almost wavered. But she couldn't ignore the contradictions. If there was nothing going on between them, why would he be helping Joanna shop for baby essentials and a maternity bag? And why had he looked so unsettled when she mentioned bumping into Joanna at the hospital? How was she supposed to trust him after all of this? His behavior clearly crossed lines, and Joanna's provocations were just as undeniable.

"Trevor, let's end this neatly," Elyse said, her tone flat.