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CHAPTER 118

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The evening had started beautifully. Leon and I had decided move from to treat ourselves to a meal at Le Jardin, a charming little French restaurant nestled in the heart of the city. The soft lighting and the gentle hum of conversation created an intimate atmosphere, making it the perfect escape from the troubles that had been weighing on my mind. Leon, with his easy smile and warm presence, made everything seem a little less daunting.

We were halfway through our meal, savoring each bite and enjoying a glass of wine when Leonโ€™s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, a frown creasing his forehead. โ€œI need to take this,โ€ he said apologetically, rising from his seat. โ€œItโ€™s work. Iโ€™ll be right back.โ€

I nodded, watching as he stepped outside, phone pressed to his ear. Left alone, I took another sip of my wine, letting the rich flavor linger on my tongue. I was lost in thought when a familiar, unwelcome voice broke through my reverie.

โ€œWell, well, well, if it isnโ€™t Margarette.โ€

I looked up
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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 119

    I felt the cold night air brush against my skin as Leon and I walked out of Le Jardin. The evening had turned out far from what I expected. Our dinner, meant to be a quiet and important affair where we could possibly begin to talk about our plan for the lawsuit, was ruined by the sudden intrusion of my former mother-in-law. I couldnโ€™t help but feel a lingering tension between us as we made our way down the cobblestone street, the sound of our footsteps echoing in the quiet night.โ€œMargarette,โ€ Leonโ€™s voice cut through the silence. โ€œMy place is just nearby. Itโ€™s just one of the random condo I own nearby. Why donโ€™t we head there so you can change out of that dress? Itโ€™sโ€ฆwell, itโ€™s a bit stained.โ€ He offered a tentative smile, his usual confidence slightly dampened by the events of the evening.I didnโ€™t know that Leon was this rich. However, I just simply couldnโ€™t take the offer right away.However, as I glanced down at the dark spot on my dress where wine had spilled earlier, it made m

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 120

    As I stepped into the quiet warmth of our home, the events of the night still played vividly in my mind. Leonโ€™s kiss, the way it had caught me off guard, and how it had stirred feelings I wasnโ€™t ready to confront. The thought of it sent a shiver down my spine, but I quickly shook it off as I made my way into the living room. And there, Aunt Lou sat comfortably on the couch, her favorite late-night talk show flickering on the screen.She looked up as I entered, her eyes full of curiosity. โ€œOh, Margarette, youโ€™re home late. How was the dinner with Leon go?โ€I felt my heart skip a beat, the memory of our kiss flashing through my mind. I knew Aunt Lou would worry if she sensed something was off, and I didnโ€™t want to burden her with my confusion. Plastering on a smile, I forced my voice to sound light and carefree. โ€œDinner was okay and we talked a lot about the plans, he said so much about trying move carefully and surely and there rest were more about trying to tell him what I want to w

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 121

    The smell of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air as I sat by the window, watching the world pass by outside. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving a warm, orange glow that spread across the sky. Yet, the same questions that had haunted me since that day at Rosie's bakery continued to swirl in my mind. Why hadn't Leon contacted me? What did I say that might have caused this distance?My thoughts wandered back to our conversation at Rosie's. The way his eyes darkened when I told him we needed to stay neutral, that he shouldn't fall in love with meโ€”it was as if a wall had suddenly sprung up between us. I only meant it as a way to protect us both, to keep things simple, but now I was starting to wonder if I had only made things more complicated.I sighed deeply, pressing my palms against my forehead. I had never been good at relationships, I guess and this was no exception. I mean look at my recently failed marriage, and now even a simple friendship with Leon seemed to h

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 122

    The evening air was cool as I stepped outside. My heart fluttered in my chest as I spotted Leon leaning casually against a sleek silver car parked in front of my house. It wasnโ€™t the same car he had used before, but a different, more luxurious model that gleamed under the streetlights.I hesitated for a moment, feeling a strange mix of excitement and unease. Leon looked intently at me as I approached, a small smile playing on his lips, but there was something guarded in his expression. I wasnโ€™t sure how to feel or what to expect from this night. The last time we spoke, things had been tenseโ€”my own words had put a distance between us that felt almost insurmountable.โ€œMargarette,โ€ Leon greeted me, his voice warm yet tinged with something I couldnโ€™t quite place. He opened the car door for me, and I slid into the soft leather seat, feeling a bit out of place in such an extravagant setting.The silence between us was thick, and I struggled to find something to say. It wasnโ€™t like me to

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 123

    โ€œAnother day thinking about it againโ€ฆโ€ I whispered to myself as I stretched my body to begin the day.The days following my dinner with Leon seemed to stretch endlessly, as if time itself had decided to crawl at a snailโ€™s pace just to torment me. Each hour felt heavier than the last, weighted with the unresolved tension between us and the unsaid words that lingered like a ghost in the room. I desperately needed a distraction, anything to keep my mind from wandering back to that night, to the conversation that had left me feeling more lost than ever. And so I buried myself in housework, trying to exhaust my body so that my mind would finally relent. The pantry, long overdue for a reorganization, became my first project. I spent hours sorting through spices and canned goods, aligning jars and containers with an almost obsessive precision. But no matter how perfectly I arranged the shelves, it did nothing to quell the gnawing ache deep in my chest. When the pantry no longer offered an

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 124

    As Aunt Lou drove us toward the Montefalco villa, I could sense her unease. She gripped the steering wheel a little too tightly, her knuckles white against the leather. โ€œMargarette, just a little reminder, this is as close as we can get. You know that we canโ€™t stay too close. Weโ€™ll have to park at a distance or they might notice us,โ€ she said, her voice tinged with concern.โ€œI understand, Aunt Lou,โ€ I replied softly. โ€œWe donโ€™t have to get too close anyway. Just seeing the front view of the villa will be enough.โ€We eventually found a spot that wasnโ€™t too far away. From where we parked, I could see the sprawling mansion, its grandeur still as imposing as ever. The perfectly manicured lawns, the towering gatesโ€”it all looked exactly the same, but the memories it held for me had changed.As we sat there, the villa looming in the distance, I couldnโ€™t help but let my mind drift back to the three years I had spent inside those walls. โ€œYou know, Aunt Lou,โ€ I began, my voice almost a whisper,

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 125

    The drive to the cafรฉ was a blur of passing scenery, but my mind was stuck on one image: Justin, his hand on Reginaโ€™s back, guiding her out of the car like it was the most natural thing in the world. I couldnโ€™t shake the sight, no matter how hard I tried to push it away. By the time Aunt Lou and I found a quiet corner in the cafรฉ, the weight of it all was pressing down on me.Aunt Lou didnโ€™t say anything at first, just ordered us both a cup of tea. But I could see the tension in her shoulders, the way her mouth was set in a tight line. When the waitress finally left us alone, Aunt Lou leaned forward, her expression dark.โ€œI donโ€™t understand how he could do that,โ€ she began, her voice low and trembling with anger. โ€œBringing that woman into your home like itโ€™s nothing. Like, itโ€™s perfectly normal.โ€I wrapped my hands around the warm cup of tea, trying to find comfort in the heat. โ€œItโ€™s like heโ€™s not still married to me,โ€ I whispered, my voice barely audible. โ€œHeโ€™s acting like Regina has

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    As soon as we walked into the store, the rows of gleaming iPhones caught my eye. I couldn't help but be drawn to the newest models, their sleek designs practically begging to be held. The sales clerk was on me in an instant, enthusiastically detailing all the latest features. I nodded along, but my mind was elsewhereโ€”on the price tag that was far out of my reach.โ€œI think this one would suit you perfectly,โ€ the clerk said, handing me the newest model.I held it for a moment, admiring the smooth feel of it in my hand before handing it back with a tight smile. โ€œItโ€™s beautiful, but Iโ€™m just browsing today.โ€Leon, standing a few steps behind me, was watching quietly, his eyes narrowing slightly. He hadnโ€™t said much since weโ€™d arrived, but I could tell he was taking everything in. As I turned to walk away, pretending to be more interested in grabbing a bite to eat instead, he caught my arm gently. โ€œYouโ€™re not getting the phone?โ€ he asked, his tone light but probing.I shook my head, trying

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 470

    The rain was falling again.It always did on days like thisโ€”days that felt like endings.I stood on the edge of the cliffs overlooking the stormy waters of Anacortes, my coat pulled tightly around me, the hood shielding my face from the wind that carried the scent of salt and something olderโ€”something like goodbye.Leon stood behind me. I didnโ€™t have to turn around to feel him there. His presence was familiar now, carved into my skin like muscle memory. Heโ€™d been my gravity, my storm, my salvation, and my ruinโ€”sometimes all at once.โ€œItโ€™s really over, isnโ€™t it?โ€ I whispered, more to the wind than to him.He didnโ€™t answer right away. His silence was as heavy as the stormclouds above us.โ€œI wanted to fix everything for you,โ€ he said finally, his voice hoarse, like it had been dragged across a battlefield. โ€œI wanted to give you a life that didnโ€™t hurt.โ€I closed my eyes. The ache in my chest pulsed with every beat of my heart. โ€œYou did,โ€ I said. โ€œFor a while, you did.โ€I heard the crunch

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 469

    I took a deep breath, steadying myself. โ€œIโ€™m not the same person I was before,โ€ I said, my voice firm, unwavering. โ€œAnd Iโ€™m not walking away this time.โ€The manโ€™s eyes flickered with a moment of doubt, just enough for me to catch. And then, before I could even register what had happened, Leon moved.Faster than I could blink, Leon was in front of me, his hand grabbing the gun and twisting it out of the manโ€™s grasp. The force of it sent the man stumbling back, but he didnโ€™t go down easily. His bodyguards rushed in, but Leon was already a step ahead, disarming one of them with a swift, calculated move.I stood frozen for a moment, trying to process what I was witnessing. Leonโ€”always so calm, always so carefulโ€”was ruthless. He was like a force of nature, determined to protect me at all costs.But the fight wasnโ€™t over yet. The man recovered, his eyes burning with rage. โ€œYou really think youโ€™ve won?โ€ he spat, his voice dripping with venom. โ€œYouโ€™re nothing but a pawn in a game you canโ€™t ev

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 468

    The sound of boots drew closer, pounding the floor with an urgency that echoed through the cavernous halls of the estate. My heart raced as the reality of what I had just heard crashed into me like a tidal wave. The man who had once been a part of my lifeโ€”my familyโ€™s betrayer, the one who had orchestrated their deathsโ€”stood there, calmly, as if this was just another night for him.Leonโ€™s grip on my hand tightened, but I didnโ€™t let him pull me away. I could feel the air thickening with tension, the walls pressing in as everything I thought I knew began to crumble.The intruders were only moments away.The manโ€”heโ€”smirked, watching us. โ€œYou think this will end well? Youโ€™ve no idea what youโ€™re up against. My people are everywhere.โ€I took a step forward, ignoring Leonโ€™s silent plea to retreat. โ€œYou killed them. And you thought I would be the next one to fall in line?โ€ My voice was a whisper, but it held a power I hadnโ€™t realized I had. โ€œYou were wrong.โ€The manโ€™s face faltered, just for a

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 467

    Next Morning at the Estate Archives. The basement was cold and damp, and the air smelled of mildew and secrets. Old boxes lined the walls, labeled in my fatherโ€™s tidy script. Financial records. Land deeds. Correspondence.Leon sifted through a crate of documents while I dug through another.Then something caught my eye.A faded folder labeled: Project Thornfield.I opened it slowly.Inside were blueprintsโ€”plans for development across coastal land that was supposed to be protected forest. There were signatures from multiple board members, including names I recognized.And then, one I didnโ€™t.N. Vallis.Leon leaned over. โ€œYou know that name?โ€I shook my head. โ€œNo. But look hereโ€”he signed off on the project two weeks before my parents died.โ€Leon pulled out his phone. โ€œIโ€™ll run a background check.โ€I kept flipping through the documentsโ€”and found something that made my blood run cold.An aerial photo.Of the cliffside. Our property.With a giant red X drawn over the coordinates where my p

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 466

    THREE WEEKS LATER...The investigation moved faster than Iโ€™d expected. With the board fully on our side now, the paper trail unraveled like a thread pulled from an old sweaterโ€”each piece of evidence exposing the next. Shell companies. Forged contracts. Witnesses who had remained silent out of fear but were finally coming forward.Still, no one had seen him since the day of the summit. He had vanished without a trace. No flights. No offshore activity. No messages. It was like heโ€™d disappeared into smoke.But Dorian didnโ€™t believe in ghosts. โ€œHeโ€™s hiding,โ€ he said as he handed me a thick folder. โ€œAnd thisโ€”this will force him out.โ€I flipped through the documents. Bank records. A property registered under an alias. Hidden deep in the woods outside of Anacortes. I felt my stomach twist.Leon stepped up behind me, his hand grazing my shoulder. โ€œLetโ€™s pay him a visit.โ€The cabin was barely more than a shadow tucked between trees. No lights. No car. Just silence and the thrum of insects in t

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 465

    Sunlight crept cautiously through the cracks in the blinds, casting golden slivers across the hardwood floor of the safe house bedroom. I sat curled up on the edge of the bed, a blanket draped around my shoulders and the journal heavy in my lap. The cover was cracked, worn with age and secrets. My fingers hovered over the first page for what felt like an eternity.Leon was nearbyโ€”he hadnโ€™t slept much, either. He stood at the window with a mug of black coffee, watching the world outside with quiet alertness. When I finally opened the journal, he turned slightly but didnโ€™t speak. He knew I needed silence for this.The first entry was dated nearly two decades ago.July 14th. We signed the contract today. Two families, one future. The woman from Delmar Holdings is more cunning than I expected. She knows weโ€™re desperateโ€”and she used it. I told Mariana to trust me. That this was the only way. God help me, I hope Iโ€™m right.My breath hitched. Marianaโ€”that was my motherโ€™s name.I flipped thro

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 464

    MARGARETTE'S POVBefore we could react, the door behind us burst open.Three armed men rushed in, dressed in black, their movements precise and rehearsed. Leon shoved me behind him, drawing his gun up in an instant. Dorian, who had been lingering near the entrance, took cover behind a cabinet, gun already out.โ€œEliseโ€™s father wasnโ€™t bluffing,โ€ I breathed, my heart hammering. โ€œHe had backup ready.โ€Leon fired the first shot, catching one of the intruders in the shoulder and sending him crashing to the floor. Chaos erupted. Dorian ducked low and returned fire, narrowly missing another attacker who retaliated with a spray of bullets that shattered the windows.I crouched behind an overturned table, the sound of gunfire drowning out my thoughts. The locket in my palm dug into my skin, its edges sharpโ€”a painful reminder that I couldnโ€™t afford to lose control now.โ€œEliseโ€™s father!โ€ I shouted to Leon. โ€œHeโ€™s escaping!โ€Through the haze of smoke and broken glass, I saw the man slinking toward

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 463

    The sound of footsteps pounding in the hallway was the last thing I heard before the door slammed open.I barely had time to react before a rush of armed men poured into the room, their eyes scanning every corner, landing finally on me. There was no mistaking the intent behind their cold stares.โ€œGet down!โ€ Leonโ€™s voice crackled through the earpiece again, but there was no time to obey. I couldnโ€™t allow myself to hesitateโ€”not now, not when the truth was within reach.I raised my gun, my hands steady despite the chaos unfolding around me. I wasnโ€™t going down without a fight, not after everything I had lost. Not after everything Eliseโ€™s father had taken from me.Before the first man could react, I fired. The sound of the shot echoed in the confined space, the bullet finding its mark in the manโ€™s chest. His body crumpled to the ground with a sickening thud, but the others didnโ€™t hesitate. They moved in faster, their guns drawn, but I was ready.I ducked behind the desk, using it as cover

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 462

    Dawn came in silver slivers through the cracks in the window. I hadnโ€™t sleptโ€”not really. My mind was too loud, looping the footage over and over like a broken reel.Leon sat across from me at the table, sipping his coffee like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. Neither of us had said much since the footage. We didnโ€™t need to. The truth had cut so deep, it didnโ€™t leave room for small talk.But I had questions.And I needed answers.โ€œHow long do you think heโ€™s known I survived?โ€ I finally asked, voice hoarse.Leon didnโ€™t look away from his mug. โ€œLong enough to start covering his tracks. But he didnโ€™t expect the locket to resurface.โ€My hand instinctively reached for it. The locket was warm now, like it had absorbed my grief and fury. Inside was a picture of my mother and meโ€”her arm around my tiny shoulders, her smile soft but tired. A photo I hadnโ€™t even remembered until last night.โ€œHe killed her,โ€ I whispered. โ€œHe killed my father. For what? A project?โ€โ€œNot just a project,โ€

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