บททั้งหมดของ Dumped Her Ex, Married A Secret Billionaire: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

"Ma'am, please get some rest. Ring if you need anything," the doctor said after completing his examination, quietly retreating under the intimidating aura of the man's icy presence.Liam approached again, pouring a glass of warm water and offering it to her. "Have some water."Cecilia didn't take it, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Liam, you're the honorable type, right?""What do you mean?""I mean, you wouldn't take advantage of someone when they're vulnerable, and you're not the type to shirk responsibility, are you?""You're wrong." He set the glass down and suddenly leaned in, his voice dropping to a dangerous murmur. "I'm just a man—with desires, with selfish motives. To get what I want..." His fingers brushed over the sheets she clutched, "...I'll do whatever it takes."Cecilia hadn't expected him to be so shameless, to say such things about himself. She was completely at a loss for words.Watching her, Liam's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile. "What are you thinking?"

Meanwhile, at Per Se. Cecilia and Nick remained locked in their standoff.Nick never expected Cecilia to figure out there had been a second person that night. From her demeanor, she seemed certain of her theory—now she just wanted final confirmation.But he couldn't decide what to do.Should he tell her the man that night was her husband? But Liam hadn't given permission to reveal that.For now, he could only play dumb, feigning anger as he stood and grabbed his car keys, preparing to leave. "I see I was dead wrong about everything!"Cecilia wasn't in any hurry. Her fingers drummed against the table like piano keys as she watched his clumsy performance with amusement.Only when he was actually about to leave did she speak leisurely, "Oh? Then tell me—wrong about what?""First, I shouldn't have approached you at the bar. Second, I shouldn't have taken you to the hotel. Third—" He gritted his teeth, his voice dropping dangerously low."Most damning of all, I SURE AS HELL shouldn't have

Cecilia stared drowsily at the floor numbers, somehow ending up on Ronald's floor without meaning to. She hadn't planned to get out—until a furtive figure flashed in her peripheral vision.Her feet carried her forward almost involuntarily.No nurses, no doctors—this wasn't how an ICU should look. For some reason, an ominous feeling welled up in her previously calm heart."Sir, as you requested, those news stories will be republished tomorrow. SCA was unable to intercept it in time. This time we guarantee Cecilia will see them.""Excellent."Then, laughter echoed from near to far, reaching her ears.Cecilia stood motionless outside the door, her gaze calm as she watched the pale-faced man on the hospital bed, laughing heartily—showing none of the rumored unconsciousness. Without hesitation, she turned and walked step by step toward the elevator.Earlier, she'd indeed suspected something fishy about the accident—how could Ronald have appeared there so conveniently? But seeing him co

The nurse wheeled Ronald into the room and left. Cecilia didn't move, still sitting on the edge of the bed, her voice sounding calm, "I heard you almost died."A faint smile appeared on Ronald's paper-pale face. He wheeled himself to the bedside and gently placed his hand over hers. "For you," he murmured, "I'm not afraid—not even of death."Cecilia suddenly stood up, using the motion of smoothing her clothes to subtly avoid his touch.She crouched down to meet his eyes at level, suppressing her revulsion as she said, "You don't need to remind me that you saved me. I won t be grateful to you. And, I'm married now. You'd better stay away from me."Ronald was stunned, clearly not expecting her to say this. His face turned even paler, his cracked lips trembling. "Cici, I thought you'd at least be a little moved, give me just a small chance.""I DID!Countless times!" Cecilia straightened up, her tone carrying undisguised disappointment. "And what you gave back to me? THE GREATEST HUMIL

Knock, knock, knock—The rhythmic knocking broke through the frozen atmosphere.A tall, well-built man entered, his perfectly tailored suit accentuating his ideal physique. He silently placed two gilded food containers on the bedside table. "Sir, madam, your meal. Enjoy your dining."He then turned and left without hesitation, the entire process flowing as smoothly as water.Cecilia watched intently in the direction the man had gone, then glanced sideways at Liam, who seemed completely accustomed to this and showed no reaction. Her brow furrowed involuntarily.She asked in confusion, "Is that a restaurant server? He's incredibly handsome.""Yeah, lots of models work as servers when they're between gigs. It's a marketing strategy." Liam opened the food container with an unchanged expression, lying effortlessly with a hint of amusement in his tone. "Right up your alley, isn't it?"He handed her the container.Cecilia's throat tightened.It was true—her friends always chose bars based