All Chapters of Billionaire’s V1rgin Ex-Wife: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

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* FREEBIES * 2nd * Chapter 341 : What do you want with her?

Dear Gentle Readers, This author understands the frustration over the last chapter and could only pray that you will trust this author that every chapter, every paragraph, every sentence has their own meaning and purpose. Serena may not be able to open up yet, but it is within her character’s arch. You have read from the very beginning of this story, you must have seen how each character grew naturally and evolves. Yours, E.C. ---When Serena stormed out of Manhattan Villa, she felt as though her whole body were burning. Rage coiled inside her chest, mingling with a suffocating helplessness she could barely endure. Layla’s smug talk about pregnancy echoed in her ears, colliding with Alexander’s cold words about getting rid of the child. The contradiction made her head pound violently, as if someone were striking an anvil inside her skull.Still, she didn’t forget to scoop up Max on her way out.After spending a short while cooling down at Le Châteauesque Manor, trying and failing

* 2nd * Chapter 342 : Where’s the thing that Matheo gave you?

Rex slowed every so often, casting quick glances over his shoulder to make sure Alexander was still on his heels. For a man fresh from injury, Alexander’s stamina was impressive; he kept stride with the dog, jaw tight, determination written all over him.By the time they reached the top of the hill, the scene carried its own heavy silence. The lawn stretched wide, freshly trimmed, but subtle signs betrayed the chaos that had taken place—patches of grass flattened, disturbed soil, the faint outline of hurried footsteps.Alexander crouched low, pushing aside a clump of damp blades. His sharp eyes caught it—a smear of blood, faint and watery, almost erased by the rain. The sight made his chest constrict like a fist had closed around his heart.Rex lowered his head, sniffing furiously. But the steady drizzle that had soaked the ground all night had muddled the scents. The dog paced in a circle, whining softly, then paused as if deciding.Alexander had already barked out orders through his

* 2nd * Chapter 343 : If I don’t say it now… I may never get the chance.

Serena was certain she had heard Alexander’s voice echo through the stone labyrinth. Her pulse spiked with hope, but the walls of the pit she was trapped in were impossibly smooth, offering no handhold to climb her way out.Alexander, meanwhile, stood in a dim corridor not far away. In a straight line, they were close—agonizingly close—but the winding, twisting passages bent sound, making her calls ricochet in strange directions. It was as if Serena’s voice was both beside him and far away at once.“Serena!” he called, his voice hoarse with urgency.The echo carried back faintly. He broke into a run, his boots hammering against the damp floor. The passage abruptly ended at a gaping opening, and he lurched to a stop, gravel tumbling over the edge of the sheer mountainside. If he had taken one more step, the abyss would have swallowed him whole.He slammed the door shut with a curse, chest heaving. These obvious wooden doors carved into the stone walls? Nothing but death traps—each one o

* 2nd * Chapter 344 : After everything he’s done for you

The first thing Serena heard as she clawed her way back to consciousness was the murmur of unfamiliar voices, blurred yet urgent.“Ms. Morales should wake up soon.”“Her head—any damage?”“No, just a concussion. She’ll feel dizzy for a few days, but nothing permanent.”“And Mr. Vanderbilt?”“Still in the ICU. If he makes it through today, he has a chance.”The moment Alexander’s name cut through the haze, Serena’s heart lurched. Panic chased away the fog in her mind.Alexander.Images of him in the chaos slammed into her memory—his body shielding hers, the roar of the flood, the earth collapsing beneath them. His chest, his head—both wounded. And then the kiss, light but devastating, lingering on her lips like a promise made in desperation.Her throat tightened. Is he really alright?She wanted to speak, to ask, to demand answers, but her body betrayed her. Her tongue felt like lead, her chest too tight to draw enough air. Darkness pulled her under again.---When she woke next, it wa

* 2nd * Chapter 345 : You don’t like him, fine. But don’t ever say he doesn’t like you.

Serena hobbled down the quiet hospital corridor, her crutch tapping against the floor in an uneven rhythm. She paused outside Alexander’s room, leaning against the cold, sterile wall for support. From inside, Layla’s muffled sobs slipped through the thin crack of the door, raw and aching.Every word carried through, striking Serena’s ears like small daggers. Her fingers tightened around the crutch as memories surfaced—Alexander, with that unyielding voice of his, declaring he would marry Layla. He had even set the date for the following week.That was more than two weeks ago. The wedding hadn’t happened yet, postponed because of his condition. But Serena knew the truth: once he opened his eyes, Layla would still be waiting there to claim him. And he would choose her.Serena couldn’t understand what Alexander saw in Layla. But if he cared for her… he must have his reasons. That thought alone hollowed her chest.Her hand hovered over the doorknob for a long moment before she let it fall.

* 2nd * Chapter 346 : No strain.

Serena couldn’t tell how much time had passed before the tight knot in her chest finally loosened. With trembling fingers, she bent to retrieve the crutch from the floor and hobbled back into the ward. The sterile smell of disinfectant clung to the air, sharp and suffocating.As soon as she lay down on the hospital bed, an ache unlike anything she had ever known pierced through her chest. It wasn’t physical—it was heavier, deeper, as though her heart itself had been crushed. Instinctively, she curled onto her side and pulled the thin blanket around her, cocooning herself as if it could shield her from the storm inside.Colton had only spoken in vague terms, but even so, she understood—Alexander’s injuries had been far more severe than anyone let on. The image of his tall figure dragging her to safety replayed in her mind, relentless.How could someone so broken have managed that?How much pain had he endured in silence to protect her?She didn’t dare to let the thought unravel further

* 2nd * Chapter 347 : You know exactly where you stand with her.

Hugo entered quietly, a glass of water trembling in his hand as he approached the hospital bed. Alexander lay propped against the pillows, his skin pale against the stark white sheets. His lips were cracked, streaked faintly with blood, and his frame looked as though the weeks of unconsciousness had hollowed him out.“Still hung up on her, huh?” Hugo muttered, tipping the glass carefully toward Alexander’s mouth. His voice carried that blend of exasperation and pity only a longtime friend could muster. “You’ve been out cold for more than two weeks, and she hasn’t even bothered to visit.”Alexander’s brows knit together, his gaze unfocused at first, then sharpening as the words sank in. He accepted a small sip, then turned his head slightly toward the window. Morning light filtered through the blinds, painting him in a fragile glow that made his gauntness even more obvious.“Really?” His voice was hoarse, almost broken.He couldn’t wrap his head around it—Serena being so heartless.Hugo

* 2nd * Chapter 348 : Kick. Her. Out.

At the gates of Manhattan Villa, Layla stood shivering in the late-summer wind, her hands resting protectively over her belly. The iron bars loomed before her, unyielding, and the two bodyguards stationed there refused to move aside.“Isn’t it the same if I wait for Mr. Vanderbilt inside?” she snapped, her voice edged with desperation. “I’m carrying his baby. If I faint out here, will you take responsibility?”Her words echoed with practiced indignation, but behind her bravado was a mounting fear. She had dodged the paternity test, feigned a hospital stay for a single day, and bolted the moment Cornelius returned to the Vanderbilt Villa. There was no turning back now—her greed had pushed her down a path she could no longer retreat from.The bodyguards exchanged uneasy glances. They knew Layla had been inside before, walking in Alexander’s shadow. He had never explicitly forbidden her entry, and technically, she had accompanied him in the past. Still, her sudden appearance and shrill p

* 2nd * Chapter 349 : You—you actually hit me?

Serena arrived at the pet hospital in a rush, her heels clicking sharply against the sterile white tiles. A cluster of servants was already gathered anxiously in the waiting area, their faces pale, their posture rigid with fear.Rex had been taken into the examination room, and the results were back—he was in critical condition, the vet and nurses working frantically to resuscitate him.The vet, a middle-aged man with sharp features and weariness in his eyes, stepped out, his expression grave. “This isn’t illness,” he said firmly, his voice edged with restrained anger. “Someone has been abusing this dog.”For a moment, Serena forgot to breathe. Her pulse thundered in her ears. “What are you saying?” she demanded, her voice raw, half disbelief, half fury.The vet adjusted his glasses, studying her with a steady gaze, as though confirming whether she was indeed Rex’s owner. “The injuries are consistent with repeated external force. Blows. Kicks, maybe. If you don’t find out who’s behind

* 2nd * Chapter 350 : Think of the baby, please—save me.

The hospital room was dim except for the glow of the surveillance monitor on Alexander’s bedside table. He had just received the footage from Manhattan Villa. At first, the file meant nothing—another routine update, he thought—until he pressed play.On the screen, grainy images flickered to life, and Alexander leaned forward, his jaw tightening.A servant’s voice crackled over the phone.“Mr. Vanderbilt, Rex is still in the hospital. He’s undergoing emergency treatment… It doesn’t look good.”Alexander’s chest sank like a stone in water. “And Layla?”The servant hesitated before answering. “Sir, you ordered us to throw her out… Ms. Black has already left.”A muscle in Alexander’s temple ticked. He immediately reached for his phone and dialed Serena. Jonathan had restored their phones that morning; she should have been reachable.But across town, Serena’s phone lay buried at the bottom of her handbag, muffled on silent. It vibrated once, then stilled, ignored as Serena dealt with Layla

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