Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 306

A bald manager with a beer belly slapped a stack of documents hard across Ethan's face.

Ethan lowered his head, dressed in a cheap, ill-fitting suit with cuffs that were already frayed.

"I'm sorry, sir. I'll go reprint these right away," Ethan said, hurrying to bend down and pick up the papers.

"Then get the hell out of here and do it! If you don't get it right, don't even think about clocking out tonight!" the manager cursed as he walked away, spitting contemptuously on the floor before he left. "What a piece of work. A graduate from a top university, and he's worse than a new hire."

Ethan crouched on the floor, gathering the documents one by one.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on an old newspaper in the nearby trash can.

The headline of the technology section was a large, blown-up photograph.

The photo's background was an awards ceremony at the Verstein Institute of Technology.

Grace was wearing a cap and gown, holding a trophy, and standing in the spotlight.

She was thinner, but more beautiful, glowing with a confidence and poise he had never seen before.

The headline read: "The Rise of a Genius: Grace's Comeback from Scorned Heiress to Top Contender for the Aldridge Medal."

Ethan's hands began to tremble.

He stared at the photo, a burning sensation in his eyes.

That was his ex-wife.

The same foolish woman who used to wake up early every day to make him oatmeal, who once stood in line for two hours in the freezing wind just because he'd mentioned wanting some roasted chestnuts from downtown.

The woman who had silently endured all his emotional abuse and the misunderstandings he'd harbored because of Lilian.

"Grace…"

Ethan murmured to himself, tears splashing onto the dirty floor.

If only he hadn't been blinded by that bitch Lilian back then.

If only he had been just a little bit kinder to her…

Wouldn't he be the one standing by her side now, sharing in her glory?

But there were no 'if onlys'.

His current fate was karma.

He was blacklisted from the industry. No major company dared to hire him, because Damien had made it clear—anyone who employed Ethan was making an enemy of the Clarke family.

He could only scrape by in this small-time workshop, living like a dog for a salary of a few thousand dollars.

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