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168. The End!
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His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire 168. The End!
~Ivy Ethan and I hurried straight to the hospital. When we arrived, Lysander was no longer in his room. “Where is he, Doctor?” I asked anxiously. The doctor replied, “The patient was diagnosed with a stroke. He can’t walk or move properly. He’s being transferred to a larger hospital in the UK. I’m sure he’ll be okay.” Ethan pressed further. “Where is he now, Doc?” “The patient should be at the airport. His flight is scheduled to leave by 3 PM. He’s been waiting for someone named Ivy, but he had to leave—he couldn’t risk missing his flight.” I barely listened to the rest before checking the time. 2:35 PM. The drive to the airport would take nearly thirty minutes. I didn’t waste a second—I had to see him one last time, to show him my gratitude for taking the bullet for me. Ethan and I sped off, determined to catch him before he left the country. Luck was on our side; we arrived just as Lysander was about to board the plane. “Xander!” I called, my voice carrying across the bust
His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire 167. Their Wedding Night!
~IvyThey say love is sweet. They say love is bitter. They say love is destructive. But I believe love is both life and death—it all depends on how you embrace it.Because love found me, and love saved me. Without love, I wouldn’t be the person I am today.Today marks two weeks since Cameil was buried and two weeks since Lysander fell into a coma. He didn’t die; he was still alive. And today, for the first time in a long while, I get to be happy.Today, I am marrying the love of my life—Ethan Morale. We’ve been through so much together, and now, standing here, I know we will face everything as one.Ethan’s hand gripped mine as we stood before the altar.“Miss Ivy Rebecca Moore,” the priest began, “do you accept Ethan Alexander Morale as the love of your life, to stay strong through thick and thin, and to be together until death do you part?”I smiled at Ethan and nodded. “Yes, I do.”Then it was his turn. “Mr. Ethan Alexander Morale, do you accept Miss Ivy Rebecca Moore as the love of
His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire 166. Cameil's Death!
{Cameil}I couldn’t believe what I had done. I couldn’t believe I had shot him—my Lysander, my everything.No…I screamed, a raw, jagged sound that echoed in the room. My eyes caught Ivy, squatting at Lysander’s side, panic etched across her face.“Are you okay? Don’t close your eyes, Lysander! Don’t close your eyes!” she pleaded, her voice trembling.But I couldn’t hear her anymore. All I could feel was rage, all-consuming and burning.“This is all your fault, Ivy! You deserve to die! You deserve to die!” I shouted, my breath shaky but my hands steady, gripping the gun with lethal intent.I wanted one thing now: to make it crystal clear to everyone, to prove I would not be the loser in this. Lysander lay on the floor—I didn’t know if he was alive or dead—but that didn’t matter. My focus was clear. I had to finish what I started: Ivy had to die.I forced myself to stand tall, positioning the gun directly at her.“You started all of this, Ivy. You deserve more than just a bullet. You h
His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire 165. SHOT!
{Cameil}Seeing Asmita collapse to the floor, blood spilling from her mouth, I felt a twisted sense of satisfaction—but it wasn’t enough. The person I truly wanted dead was Ivy.When I pulled the trigger, Asmita had rushed forward in front of her, taking the bullet meant for Ivy. She fell lifelessly to the floor.A hush fell over everyone. Fear froze them in place, but I hadn’t achieved what I wanted. Ivy’s life was still in front of me, mocking me.I reloaded, my hands steady despite the chaos around me, and aimed at Ivy.“I already made it clear to you before, Ivy,” I hissed, my voice low and deadly. “If I am to go down, then you are going down along with me. You must DIE! And I don’t give a fuck how it happens!”I was about to pull the trigger when Ethan’s voice cut sharply through my focus.“You are running mad, Cameil. Just drop the damn gun, right now!”In a flash of anger, I swung the gun from Ivy and pointed it at him instead.“Don’t annoy me, Lysander! One more step and you w
His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire 164. The Truth Is Finally Out!
{Cameil} My head snapped up the moment I heard Asmita’s words.Even Lysander’s eyes widened in shock, his entire face tightening with fury. Before I could make sense of anything, he stormed toward me and grabbed me by the neck.“You heard her right?!” he yelled, his voice trembling with rage. “So you killed Granny because she found out we were having an affair? You actually killed her—after she called that meeting and begged us to stop? You killed my grandmother just because she found out about us?!”I struggled to breathe as his grip tightened, but I finally managed to push his hands away and shouted back, my voice breaking with anger.“Yes, Lysander! Yes! I killed your Granny months ago—and I don’t regret it. I will never regret killing her!”Lysander stumbled back, his chest heaving, eyes glistening with disbelief.His lips parted, but no words came out.At that moment, I didn’t care anymore. The truth—or what they thought was the truth—was out, and I was done hiding behind fear.
His Poor Ex-wife Returns As A Billionaire 163. The Video
{Cameil}My heart pounded so loudly I could hear it echoing in my ears.What on earth was happening?That video—It had recorded everything. Every single word Asmita and I had said earlier about Old Mrs. Sylvie.Everything.And the worst part? It captured my voice clearly saying, “I KILLED OLD MRS. SYLVIE!”How did Ivy manage to get this video? How could she have recorded everything we said?That question kept tearing through my mind just as Lysander suddenly grabbed my hand.“What on earth is that video, Cameil? What video is that?” he demanded, his grip tightening.My mouth parted, but no words came out. The room seemed to close in around me.Lysander’s eyes burned with fury, his face flushed red-hot with emotion. I could feel the heat radiating from him—he loved his grandmother deeply. But how was I supposed to escape this, especially with the so-called evidence staring everyone in the face?“I asked you a question, Cameil,” he repeated, his voice sharp enough to cut through air. “
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