MasukShare
Chapter 25
Terakhir Diperbarui:
2025-01-29 21:50:50
Bab terbaru
My Billionaire Husband Doesn’t Love Me Chapter 218
Isabelle’s POV I used to think silence meant peace. That stillness was a reward for surviving the noise. But now, I’ve learned that silence is where the weight settles. It’s where every word you never said starts to echo. Where all the masks you’ve worn crack, just slightly. And tonight, silence feels heavier than it’s ever been. The rain outside taps softly against the balcony doors, the city drowned in the hush that only comes with late hours and unresolved war. I sit on the edge of my armchair, a blanket draped over my shoulders like armor I didn’t realize I needed. I don’t move. I don’t speak. I just watch the shadows of the room shift as headlights pass by below. The files on Walter and Kaia are stacked neatly on the coffee table in front of me. Closed. Not because I’m finished. But because I needed to feel human again, even for just one evening. It’s been days since Damion walked back into my life. A storm, a whisper, a regret. And in all that time, I haven
My Billionaire Husband Doesn’t Love Me Chapter 217
Isabelle’s POV I didn’t sleep that night. Not because I couldn’t. But because I wouldn’t. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Damion’s face—sober, serious, stripped of every layer of the man I once knew. Not the cold executive. Not the man tangled up in his father’s lies or Kaia’s games. Just him. Apologizing. Offering help. And it made everything so much more complicated. Because now I didn’t just have enemies at my back. I had memories clawing at my chest. I paced the length of my bedroom, arms folded tight against my ribs, half-wishing I could peel the moment off my skin like old paint. It should’ve been easy to push him away. But when he said my name… it still did something to me. “If you ever need anything…” I hated how sincere he sounded. I hated that I believed him. But belief doesn’t erase betrayal. And love… love doesn’t cancel the wreckage. ⸻ Morning came with a sky the color of slate. Heavy clouds pressed down on the city like the air
My Billionaire Husband Doesn’t Love Me Chapter 216
Isabelle’s POV The moment Damion stepped out of my office, it felt like the air finally moved again. But instead of relief, all I felt was a deep, aching emptiness. He had stood there—raw, open, broken—and for a moment, just a fleeting moment, my heart had whispered a truth I’d buried long ago: “I still love him.” I hated it. I hated how just the sound of his voice sent my pulse racing. How even after everything he’d done, everything he’d taken, a part of me still ached for the man I once believed he was. And maybe that was the worst part—because I didn’t love the man standing before me now. I loved the version I thought he could be. And yet… today… for the first time in years… I saw that man again. Even if it was just a glimpse. I pressed a hand to my chest and closed my eyes. My heart didn’t feel like a fortress anymore. It felt like an open wound, stitched together with ambition and vengeance. I’d told myself I was doing all this for justice. For Nathan.
My Billionaire Husband Doesn’t Love Me Chapter 215
Damion’s POV I stood in front of the mirror, the one in the bathroom I hadn’t used in weeks, watching the water drip from the edge of the sink. My face looked older than I remembered—less polished, more worn. The man looking back at me was a stranger. Or maybe, he was finally the real one. The one stripped of power. Stripped of illusions. And, for the first time in years, I felt clear. No more alcohol. No more hiding behind boardroom masks. I’d been sleepwalking through my own life, letting my father pull the strings, letting Kaia poison everything I touched. But that was over. It had to be. I cleaned up, shaved, and pulled on the first tailored suit I hadn’t worn in a long time. Not because I wanted to impress anyone—but because I needed to feel like I still belonged in this fight. Because it was time. Time to face Isabelle again—not as the man who betrayed her. But as the man who would help her win. ⸻ The elevator ride to her office was brutal. Every ding
My Billionaire Husband Doesn’t Love Me Chapter 214
Damion’s POV The ice had melted long ago. I stared into the bottom of the glass, the remnants of my third—no, fourth—scotch clinging to the corners like the last pieces of a man who used to matter. Isabelle’s words kept circling in my head. “You could wait forever, and I still wouldn’t choose you.” I hadn’t wanted to believe her. Not the way she said it—calm, resolved, final. I had expected rage. Screaming. Maybe even tears. But she had just looked at me like I didn’t matter anymore. And that—that—was what destroyed me. I wasn’t used to this kind of rejection. I’d been betrayed. Cheated. Even left before. But Isabelle’s rejection was different. Because this time, I knew I deserved it. The penthouse was dark, lit only by the city lights bleeding through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I hadn’t bothered turning on the lights. What was the point? I reached for the bottle again. Poured another. The silence around me felt oppressive, the kind that didn’t just
My Billionaire Husband Doesn’t Love Me Chapter 213
Isabelle’s POV The scent of fresh roses reached me before I even opened the door. I didn’t need to check the peephole. Only one person rang my doorbell three times in a row and brought a bouquet like she was visiting an old aunt instead of her younger sister. I pulled the door open. There she was. Amara. She had said she would be coming over and I was so overjoyed that I couldn’t wait for her to come over. Wearing her signature oversized sunglasses, a sky-blue jumpsuit with her wild curls tucked under a patterned scarf, and carrying enough bags like she planned to move in for a week. My heart squeezed at the sight of her. “You gonna make me stand here like I’m selling cookies?” she teased, already stepping inside. “You’d make a terrible salesperson,” I muttered with a smile, pulling the door shut behind her. “Fair enough.” She placed the bouquet on the entry table and turned to me, arms wide. “Come here. I haven’t hugged you in months.” I hesitated, then stepped i
My Billionaire Husband Doesn’t Love Me Chapter 212
Isabelle’s POV There was a particular kind of silence that came before a storm. Not the kind that offered peace, but the one that made your skin itch and your instincts scream. I felt it the second I stepped into the private lounge of the Belcrest Hotel, a secluded space I’d booked under a pseudonym. Velvet drapes and soft jazz couldn’t disguise the tension in the air. I didn’t have to turn around to know who had walked in—her scent always preceded her. Expensive perfume, masked with too much desperation. Kaia Whitmore or so she wished to be called. I took a sip of my espresso without acknowledging her, letting her simmer in her self-importance. She hated being ignored, and I’d learned long ago that nothing unbalanced a narcissist faster than silence. “Still playing the part of the silent queen?” she said, her heels clicking as she strutted across the room and dropped into the chair opposite mine. “I’m not playing anything,” I said coolly, eyes still on my cup. “But you…
My Billionaire Husband Doesn’t Love Me Chapter 211
Isabelle’s POV The night was eerily quiet. Too quiet. I stood by the window of my penthouse, staring at the city below—watching the blinking lights, the moving cars, the people who had no idea that a war was brewing in the shadows. A war I had started. And I wasn’t going to lose. The news had done its job. Kaia and Walter’s names were being dragged through the mud, and for the first time, they weren’t in control of the narrative. The power they had wielded so effortlessly for years was slipping through their fingers. I turned away from the window and poured myself a glass of whiskey, the rich amber liquid catching the dim light of the room. Everything was going according to plan. Yet, there was a strange heaviness in my chest. Not regret. No, I had passed that point long ago. It was something else. A whisper of the past. A reminder of who I used to be before I learned the hard way that power isn’t given—it’s taken. I pushed the thought aside. There was no tim
My Billionaire Husband Doesn’t Love Me Chapter 210
Isabelle’s POV The newsroom was cold, the air thick with tension. The overhead lights flickered slightly, casting sharp shadows across the long conference table. I sat at the far end, my fingers drumming against the polished wood, watching the screen in front of me. The broadcast was set to air in less than an hour. Everything was in place. The reporters had been fed just enough truth to make it explosive but not enough to trace it back to me—at least not yet. I glanced at Brian, who was leaning casually against the wall, arms crossed, his face unreadable. He had been working undercover for months, gathering intel, moving in the shadows. Now, it was time to strike. “This will work,” Brian said, his voice low but firm. I nodded, but my chest felt tight. “It has to.” Walter and Kaia had played their games for too long. They thought they could destroy me, control me, bury me under their power. But they made one mistake. They left me alive. And now, I was about to
Anda juga akan menyukai
The CEO's Ex-Wife Is A Famous Doctor
LiLhyz3.9M DibacaMadam Winters’s Fight For Her Children
Summer Wine1.2M DibacaCEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery
Faith Shaw698.2K DibacaFlash Marriage: A Billionaire For A Rebound
LiLhyz694.6K DibacaAccidentally Married To My Ex's Boss
winglessbee1.1K DibacaMine To Claim
essyshee12 359 DibacaMy billionaire ex-husband wants me back
Cord3lia807 DibacaReclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama
FancyZ8.9K Dibaca
