All Chapters of My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

Lucas felt a stab of bashfulness, as if his trick had been seen through. Like some shy teenager with his first crush, he was too mortified even to look her in the eye.“Slow down. You're going to choke yourself to death," Amelia said with a worried frown, her hand rubbing soothing circles on his back. "Can you breathe okay now?" she asked with concern.“Yeah, much better," Lucas managed to say, still staring at everything except her face.Looking at his bright red face and burning ears, Amelia figured the poor guy had really choked hard on that water. She had no idea it was actually embarrassment making him look like a tomato.She suggested, "Your wound is pretty badly infected, and you're obviously weak. There's no way you can take a proper shower, but I can give you a quick wash-up. It's just for tonight. You'll probably be back to normal tomorrow."She knew Lucas was a complete neat freak who probably showered twice a day.Going to bed dirty would drive him absolutely crazy. Since h

"This porridge is the best, better eat up before it gets cold!" Lucas gave a playful nod, gesturing for her to join him at the table. The fragrant meal between them hinted at a quiet closeness only they could share this morning. With a casual move, he let the blood-streaked bandages on his arm catch the light.At first, Amelia’s focus was on the fragrant food, but as she glanced up, she caught sight of his bandaged arm, the bright red impossible to miss.“Did your arm start bleeding again?" she asked, immediately stepping forward, concern written all over her face.Lucas glanced at the bandage, feigning surprise. "Maybe I bumped into something while buying breakfast."Amelia’s brows furrowed. "You didn't even notice it reopened? How could you be so careless? Doesn't it hurt?"“I was in a rush to get breakfast and didn't pay attention. I'll be more careful next time." Amelia’s reprimand lost its edge the moment she met his watery gaze. That puppy-eyed look was enough to dispel any annoy

Jacob and Magnus shot to their feet the instant they saw the screen. Why was it a man? Had they guessed wrong all along? Was Amelia not Skybreaker?Shocked and embarrassed, Jacob and Magnus exchanged glances before sinking back into their seats, hurriedly cramming their glow sticks into the backpack like guilty men hiding evidence. They had tossed aside their restraint and cleared their schedules to cheer, only to discover they had guessed wrong about the true identity of Skybreaker.“Skybreaker! It's really Skybreaker!" Viola jabbed her finger at the screen, thrilled.The man on the track did match the description of Skybreaker's frame in those flying rumors, and even sported a rough beard.Emily, however, barely reacted, failing to catch Viola’s thrill. Only when Amelia and her brother stepped into view did emotion finally flicker across her face.Without the faintest flicker of expression, Eugene and Lucas exchanged simultaneous glances at Amelia, their eyes carving silent questions

These individuals exuded an air of superiority. The truth was, their wealth hadn't been earned by skill; it was either inherited or gained by chance. Yet, they paraded their fortunes and mocked others.Ten million might seem trivial to the wealthy, but for countless ordinary families, even a lifetime of frugal effort wouldn't be enough to reach that figure.Jacob and Magnus exchanged a knowing look behind their sunglasses, immediately sensing the same thought in each other's mind.“Ten million is nothing! Let's raise the stakes. Each of us wagers a hundred million. We'll put it on the female racer to win, while you back the male racer," Jacob declared.The loudmouths accepted eagerly.“Perfect! I wanted to put in more anyway for a bigger prize."Satisfied, Jacob and Magnus each staked a hundred million on Amelia’s victory. They watched as the loudmouths placed their money on the male racer, then turned their attention back to the circuit.The race thundered on, with Amelia trailing sli

Brock despised the taste of hardship. He craved the opulence he once enjoyed, the endless luxury he thought should last forever. But now, in an instant, all those dreams had shattered. Everything lay in ruins.Brock's eyes burned with hatred as he fixed his gaze on Amelia. It was her, she had obliterated his dazzling future. She had destroyed everything. A murderous intent took hold. Blinded by rage, he could think of nothing else. Anyway, Finlay would not spare him since things had gone south.“Argh! I'll kill you!".Brock roared, charging at Amelia in a wild frenzy, his hands clawing for her throat.But before he could reach her, Eugene’s fist sent him crashing to the ground.Though it looked like a scuffle, Eugene overpowered Brock with ease.At first, Brock struggled and lashed out, managing to resist in bursts, but soon, he was beaten down mercilessly. His face was bruised and swollen, his spirit broken, until he no longer dared to strike back.Eugene’s final blow knocked Brock un