Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Chapter 112 Ethan's POVI got back from work and Anna was still there with Amber and Hayden.They were waiting for Mrs. Daniels, who was yet to serve dinner. I'd texted her earlier to hold off until I arrived home — I wanted at least one meal with my son, even if it meant sharing the table with Anna. Amber approached me with a warm hug the moment I walked through the dining room door, and so did little Hayden, toddling over on unsteady legs with her arms outstretched."Daddy!" Hayden called, and the word still felt wrong in my ears.Anna didn't spare me a glance, her attention fixed on her phone as she scrolled through something with sharp, aggressive swipes. I honestly didn't care. I expected her to react this way over the fact that I insisted Cynthia picked up Amber instead of her. Mrs. Daniels served dinner—roasted chicken, vegetables, mashed potatoes. Simple, comforting food that Amber loved.We ate in near silence, the only sounds the clinking of silverware against plates and

Chapter 114 Cynthia's POV "What are you doing here?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady despite the way my traitorous heart was still racing. Ethan stood there in the hallway outside my classroom, looking completely out of place among the academic posters and bulletin boards. He was dressed impeccably as always — his hair perfectly styled, every inch the successful businessman. "I came to pay my wife a visit," Ethan said, his tone casual but his eyes intense, burning into mine with an intensity that made me want to look away. "Since my wife refused to meet me and even ignored my message." The possessiveness in his voice—"my wife"—made something twist uncomfortably in my chest. He had no right to that possessiveness. I rolled my eyes, gripping my bag tighter like it was a shield between us. "We're getting a divorce soon, Ethan. What do you want?" The words came out harsher than I'd intended, but I didn't take them back. He needed to understand that his sudden declarations

Chapter 116 Cynthia's POV My heart was racing on my way to the restaurant. My mind replaying that moment in the hallway over and over like a broken record. The way Ethan had looked at me when he saw Bryan's name on my phone—like I had betrayed his whole existence. Like I'd driven a knife straight through his heart. The hurt in his eyes, the anger, the jealousy, the devastation all mixed together in an expression that haunted me even now. It bothered me. More than it should. Should I have tried to convince him more that it was just business and nothing more? Should I have stayed and explained instead of walking away? Should I have made it clearer that Bryan was simply helping me with my restaurant's AI system and there was nothing romantic about it? Though, if I was being honest, it had sounded like more when Bryan spoke through that phone call. "Come hungry." The casual intimacy of it. The warmth in his voice. Even I had heard it, had felt that uncomfortable flutte

Chapter 118 Cynthia's POV I just couldn't waste anymore time. I had waited five minutes, watching through the window as that woman touched Bryan inappropriately, invaded his personal space, made a spectacle of herself—and it looked like she wasn't going to leave anytime soon. I doubt I needed more than ten minutes with Bryan anyway. I just needed to inspect what he'd designed for the AI system before it was finalized and sent to Pierre so it could be implemented at the restaurant. This was supposed to be a quick, professional meeting. Review the work, approve it or suggest modifications, and move on with my day. Simple. Except nothing about today had been simple so far. I pulled open the restaurant door and walked in, my heels clicking against the hardwood floor with sharp, decisive sounds that announced my presence. When Bryan saw me, his expression transformed immediately from uncomfortable tolerance to visible relief. He pushed the lady away with clear urgency—and

Chapter 120 Anna's POV I was pacing back and forth in my apartment, on a phone call. The space felt emptier than usual tonight — the furniture I'd carefully chosen, the décor I'd selected to impress Ethan whenever he visited, all of it seemed hollow now. . Practically meaningless. This was what my life had become. Living alone in this apartment with Hayden, everything I'd worked for crumbling in a matter of hours. "I'm done playing games with you, Anna." His voice over the phone was hard, final. "Completely done." "What do you mean?" I asked, though dread was already pooling in my stomach. I knew what was coming. "I mean I've been patient. Too patient. I've been delaying the hit on Walker Industries because of you. Because you kept promising me you had a plan. That you could infiltrate from the inside." I stopped pacing, my free hand clenching into a fist. "You claimed you could get it done," he continued, his voice rising with frustration. "You said you'd marry Ethan, become