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CHAPTER 430

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Gunfire tore through the air, glass raining down around us as we hit the ground. The sharp sound of bullets striking wood and metal sent my heart into a frantic rhythm. Leon grabbed me, shielding my body as we crawled behind the heavy oak desk.

โ€œDorian?โ€ Leonโ€™s voice was sharp, controlled despite the chaos.

โ€œIโ€™m fine,โ€ Dorian called from behind a toppled chair. He moved fast, drawing his gun and firing two precise shots toward the broken windows. A pained grunt told us he had hit his mark.

Vincent, the smug bastard, was still in his chair, completely unbothered by the attack.

โ€œThis is cute,โ€ he mused, swirling the whiskey in his glass. โ€œBut you should know by nowโ€”I never play fair.โ€

Leon turned his gun on him. โ€œCall them off.โ€

Vincent only smiled.

I gritted my teeth. โ€œDamn it, Vincent, this isnโ€™t a game! Who the hell is shooting at us?โ€

The door burst open, and three armed men stormed in.

Dorian moved first. He lunged at the closest attacker, his blade flashing in the dim light. The m
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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 431

    The next time I woke, I was in an unfamiliar room.Soft, golden light filtered through the curtains, casting long shadows across the walls. The air smelled of antiseptic and fresh linen. My body ached, a dull, pulsing pain radiating from my side, but the sharp agony from before had dulled to something more manageable.I turned my head slightly and found Leon sitting in a chair beside the bed. His elbows rested on his knees, his hands clasped together, as if heโ€™d been keeping vigil for hours. His shirt was wrinkled, stained with my blood. His face was unreadable, but his eyesโ€”dark and stormyโ€”held an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.โ€œYouโ€™re awake.โ€ His voice was quiet, but there was no mistaking the relief in it.I swallowed, my throat dry. โ€œWhere are we?โ€โ€œA safe house,โ€ Leon answered, leaning forward. โ€œOne of mine. Dorianโ€™s securing the perimeter. You needed medical attention, but a hospital wasnโ€™t an option. Too risky.โ€I nodded slowly, my mind still catching up. The last

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 432

    The world came back into focus slowly, like a dim light piercing through heavy fog. My ears rang, my limbs felt heavy, and my mind was swimming. But Leonโ€™s voice cut through it all, rough and frantic.โ€œMargarette. Margarette, stay with me!โ€Pain pulsed through my shoulder as I blinked, registering the warm, sticky sensation of blood soaking through my blouse. But I was alive. Alive.โ€œElise,โ€ I rasped.Leonโ€™s jaw was tight as he leaned over me, his eyes frantic with emotion. โ€œSheโ€™s gone. Dorian chased after her. You're going to be okay. Just hang in there.โ€โ€œIโ€™m fine,โ€ I murmured, trying to sit up.Leon gently pushed me back. โ€œNo. You're not fine. You were shot, Margarette.โ€โ€œIโ€™ve been through worse,โ€ I said, forcing a smile, though it came out as more of a grimace. "We need to finish this. No more running."He looked like he wanted to argue, but instead, he nodded and helped me up, careful not to jar my shoulder.We moved together down the hallway. Every step hurt, but adrenaline dull

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    The smell of cinnamon and warm bread wafted through the air as I stood in the sunlit kitchen, stirring a pot of soup with one hand and resting the other protectively over my growing belly. Outside the window, the sound of laughter echoed from the garden where Leon chased after our two childrenโ€”Emilia, now three, and our spirited one-year-old, Julian. Their giggles bounced off the walls like music.Peace.For the first time in what felt like a lifetime, I could breathe.It had been a year since Eliseโ€™s arc endedโ€”since we put an end to the nightmare that stole my parents and nearly took my life. The trial that followed felt like a bad dream, and with Dorianโ€™s testimony and the evidence from my fatherโ€™s study, Eliseโ€™s crimesโ€”along with her father's legacy of corruptionโ€”were buried with their conviction.Leon and I moved on. We rebuilt our lives, one moment, one breath at a time.And now, as I stirred soup with the ease of a mother content in her routine, I was preparing to share somethin

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 434

    We visited Havenmoor two weeks later.The air was different thereโ€”salt-kissed and vibrant. The islandโ€™s green heart stretched wide with wild palms and flowering trees. A gentle wind rustled the leaves as we stepped onto the sand. Liana and Mateo were already running toward the waves, laughing as the tide splashed their feet.Leon held my hand as we walked up a narrow path toward the bluff where our future home would be built.โ€œItโ€™s beautiful,โ€ I whispered, unable to hide my awe.โ€œItโ€™s yours,โ€ he said. โ€œOurs.โ€A local contractor met us at the site, showing us the blueprints. I could already picture itโ€”Liana perched at the window seat with a book, Mateo in the garden chasing butterflies, the sound of waves echoing through our open windows.โ€œThis room will be for the baby,โ€ Leon said, his voice lower now, reverent. โ€œFacing east, so the sunlight comes in every morning.โ€I didnโ€™t speak for a moment. Instead, I turned to him, tears threatening to spill. โ€œYou thought of everything.โ€He brush

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 435

    The next few days were filled with packing and preparations for the move. The kids were excited about the idea of living in a new place, and their enthusiasm helped ease some of my doubts. I watched them run around the house, laughing, playing, as Leon and I sorted through our things. They were so innocent, so unaware of the complexities of the world we lived in. I wanted to keep it that way for as long as possible.By the time we were ready to leave, I felt a sense of peace settle over me. It wasnโ€™t about abandoning anyoneโ€”it was about creating a future for us, a future where we could heal, grow, and be free from the shadows of our past.The private jet that Leon had arranged for us was waiting, and the twins couldnโ€™t contain their excitement as we boarded. The journey felt surreal, like something out of a dream. We were starting over, building a new life, and for the first time in a long while, I felt hopeful.When we finally arrived on the island, it exceeded all our expectations.

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 436

    Life on our secluded island had settled into a serene rhythm. Leon and I spent our days basking in the joy of raising our three children, the twinsโ€”Liam and Lilaโ€”and our newborn, Isla. The island, a paradise of golden sands and lush greenery, had become our sanctuary, far removed from the chaos of our past lives.๎ˆ†One tranquil afternoon, as I lounged on the veranda watching the twins play by the shore, a distant speck on the horizon caught my eye. Squinting against the sun's glare, I realized it was a small boat, rowing frantically toward our island. My heart quickened. Visitors were unheard of here. Leon, noticing my unease, emerged from the house and followed my gaze.๎ˆ†The boat drew closer, revealing two figures aboard. As they reached the shallows, a man leaped out, pulling the vessel onto the sand. He turned toward us, and recognition struck me like a bolt.๎ˆ†"Riley?" I called out, disbelief evident in my voice.Riley's face was etched with exhaustion and fear. Beside him, a woman

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 437

    One Month LaterPeace. Real, actual peace.It settled on our shoulders like a soft shawl, wrapping us in warmth weโ€™d long forgotten existed. Riley and Angela decided to stay on the island for a few more weeks to heal, but soon they were talking about moving to a quieter part of Europe to start fresh. With Victoria behind bars and no more shadows to run from, they deserved that clean slate.As for usโ€ฆ we were starting to dream again.Life slowed into soft routines. Mornings began with giggles from Liam and Lila as they climbed into bed with us, demanding pancake breakfasts and treasure hunts on the beach. Islaโ€”our tiny, perfect miracleโ€”was thriving, always cooing and gurgling, her smile lighting up the room.And then came the moment.I was standing in the garden behind the cottage, barefoot on the grass, Isla napping in a basket under the shade while the twins dug in the sand nearby. Leon came out, holding something behind his back.โ€œClose your eyes,โ€ he said, grinning.I rolled mine a

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    The days that followed Victoriaโ€™s arrest felt like exhaling after holding our breath for far too long. Riley and Angela stayed on the island for a while longer, though it was clear they needed to forge a new chapter of their own. Angela had begun smiling again, truly smilingโ€”without fear shadowing her eyes. Riley, too, softened. He built sandcastles with Liam and Lila, cooked with Leon, and talked with me late into the evening, often about forgiveness and starting over.And just like that, they left. Quietly, one morning, before the sun rose. A handwritten note on the kitchen table read:"Thank you for giving us this time, this place, and this chance to be free again. Weโ€™ll never forget it. Love, Riley & Angela."I folded the note and placed it in the drawer beside my bedside table, next to the ultrasound photo of our third child.Yes, our third. I was five months along by thenโ€”round and glowing, Leon would say, with that teasing smirk of his. Truthfully, I felt more like a sleepy, wa

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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

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    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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