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Chapter 24
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I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire Chapter 197
Four's POVThe café smelled like burnt coffee and regret. I sat by the window, watching strangers pass, wondering if any of them carried secrets as heavy as mine. My phone buzzed. She was here.Elena walked in and I recognised her immediately. Not from resemblance but from the way she moved. Guarded. Careful. Like she expected the world to hurt her and had learned to hurt it first. She was thirty-five, dressed in a sharp blazer that screamed lawyer, her dark hair pulled back tight. But it was her eyes that stopped me. Cold grey eyes. My father's eyes.She sat down without greeting me. No handshake. No smile. Just assessment."You look different from what I expected," she said."So do you."She ordered black coffee. I already had mine, though I had not touched it. The silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken histories and shared damage.
I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire Chapter 196
Four's POVI decided 3 am while Veronica slept beside me. The message on my phone had shaken me but it also clarified something. Running from my father's legacy had not protected me. Silence had not healed me. Maybe the only way forward was through the truth.I called Sarah at a reasonable hour the next morning. "I will do the interview. About my father. About everything.""Are you sure?""No. But I am doing it anyway."She scheduled the filming for three days later. Gave me time to prepare. To talk with Dr Morrison about what this might bring up. To warn Veronica that I might fall apart on camera."Then fall apart," Veronica said. "Let people see that healing is messy. That strength does not mean never breaking."The day of the interview I was terrified. Sweating through my shirt before we even started. Sarah
I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire Chapter 195
Four's POVI watched Veronica turn Sarah's business card over in her hands for three days straight. She carried it everywhere. Kitchen counter. Bedroom nightstand. Coffee table. The decision haunted her and I understood why. This was not just about her anymore. This was about all of us.We talked about it late at night when Monte was asleep. Veronica curled against my chest while I ran my fingers through her hair. The bedroom was dark except for the streetlight filtering through the curtains. Safe. Quiet. Our sanctuary."What are you thinking?" I asked."That I want to do it. That terrifies me. I do not know if wanting something and being ready for it are the same thing.""They are not always the same. But sometimes you have to jump before you feel ready.""Is that what you did? When you came to find me?""Yes. I was not ready to face you. To confront everything I had done wrong. But I jumped anyway because the alternative was losing you forever."She was quiet for a moment. "The docu
I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire Chapter 194
Veronica's POVFour's suspicion about the invitation lingered in my mind like smoke. I could not shake it. That night I called Dr Morrison. Then my parents. Then Margaret. We needed to talk through this together because the decision affected everyone.We gathered in the living room the next evening. Monte was asleep upstairs. Margaret made tea nobody drank it. My parents sat on the couch looking concerned. Four paced by the window. Dr Morrison joined us via video call on Four's laptop."Tell me about the invitation," Dr Morrison said.I read it aloud. Every word. Every detail. When I finished the room was silent.Four spoke first. "My instinct is to say no. We fought for privacy. For safety. For the right to live without eyes on us constantly. This throws all of that away.""But it could help people," I said. "Women trapped like I was. Women who think there is no way out. If my story gives even one of them hope is that not worth it?""Not if it puts Monte at risk.""How does it put Mo
I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire Chapter 193
Veronica's POVFour came home from Colombia broken. Not physically. The bruises and cuts healed within days. But something inside him had shattered and I watched the pieces fall every time he closed his eyes. He barely spoke for the first three days. Just held Monte. Stared at the walls. Startled at sudden sounds.I did not push. I had learned through my own healing that trauma needed space before it needed words. So I stayed close. Cooked his favourite meals. Let him know through touch and presence that he was safe. That he was home. Whatever happened in Colombia stayed in Colombia unless he chose to bring it into our lives.Manuel visited on the fourth day. He sat with Four in the backyard while I watched from the kitchen window. I could not hear their conversation but I saw Four's shoulders shake. Saw him put his head in his hands. Saw Manuel grip his shoulder like a brother.When Manuel left he stopped in the kitchen. "He will be okay. It takes time. What he did was impossible and
I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire Chapter 192
Manuel's POVThe wall exploded inward and three cartel sicarios burst through the adjacent room into the panic room where Yates stood. Time fractured into slow motion. Gunfire. Screaming. Blood spraying across white walls. Javier returned fire. I pulled Four behind a concrete pillar. Yates dove to the floor.The sicarios were professionals. Military trained. They moved with precision and fired with accuracy that came from years of killing. One of Yates' guards fell beside me. Half his face is gone. I forced myself not to look at what remained."We need him alive," I shouted to Four over the chaos. "The cartel wants him breathing long enough to access his accounts.""How do we get to him?""We do not fight them. We work with them."I stood with my hands raised. Spoke in Spanish. "We are not your enemy. We want the same thing. Yates and his accounts. We can help you get both."The lead sicario lowered his weapon slightly. Suspicious but listening. "Who are you?""Manuel Torres. Private
I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire Chapter 91
Veronica’s POV. Silence detonated between us and in that silence, Four changed. It was subtle, anyone else might have missed it. But I had spent enough time around him now to recognise the shift: the internal door closing, the walls sliding back into place, the distance he wore like armour settlin
I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire Chapter 89
Veronica’s POV. The day passed in a blur of muted sunlight and half-hearted attempts to focus. I had tried to eat, tried to scroll through the endless notifications from my assistant, Lily, and even tried to nap but my thoughts refused rest.Every time I closed my eyes, I kept seeing the girl— Mia
I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire Chapter 88
Veronica’s POV A knock on the door disrupted our lovely chat. The girl twisted her head, attention focused on the door.“You have a visitor.”“Must be Four. There's no one else I’m expecting.”“I'll have a look.” The locks clicked, the hinges squeaked, and a shoulder poked inside. Four was back.“
I don’t want him back: Divorcing the Billionaire Chapter 87
Veronica's POV The blood was from me.A cut I got while running. My dress should have hooked tightly on the door on one of those days and I scratched myself while we ran.So much for being careful. I guess I wasn't as fast as I thought I was. An hour had gone by and Four wasn't back. No call, no
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