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CHAPTER 151

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It had been two weeks since Camille vanished from our lives again—this time, not with a bang, but a whimper wrapped in paperwork.

The paternity test? Fabricated. The supposed pregnancy? A lie, backed by a desperate woman and a shady private clinic she’d paid to fake the results. She disappeared once the fraud was uncovered, likely to avoid the legal storm that was chasing her down in three countries.

I should’ve felt relief.

But what I felt instead was hollow.

Not because I doubted Jeff’s innocence anymore—but because trust, once cracked, never settles back in quite the same way.

We were trying. Slowly. Carefully. Rebuilding what Camille tried to burn down.

Jeff cooked more. I read aloud at night. We’d gone on long walks near the bluff where the wind couldn’t hear our doubts.

And we’d even booked that vacation. Two weeks in Southern Italy. No phones. No news. Just the Mediterranean and enough white wine to forget everything that had come before.

But as fate would have it—peace didn’t
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    The press conference felt like a lifetime ago.The words I had spoken—calm, composed, strategic—had been rehearsed a hundred times in the mirror. But nothing had prepared me for what came after. The quiet. The exhaustion. The lingering ache of having to defend myself against lies spun by someone I once considered family.Camille’s betrayal wasn’t just personal—it was surgical. She knew exactly where to cut.Still, the public was beginning to see the truth. Donations trickled back in. Volunteers returned to the field. The media, for once, leaned in our favor.And yet, I couldn’t relax.Because while the storm outside was dying down, the one inside hadn’t finished raging.Jeff and I barely spoke. He gave me space—too much, maybe. We tiptoed around each other in the house like strangers on opposite ends of a fragile ceasefire. Even when he handed me coffee in the mornings, his fingers brushed mine like he didn’t know if he was still allowed.I didn’t know either.Because every time I clo

  • RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK   CHAPTER 158

    The air in the press room was thick with anticipation. Cameras clicked, journalists murmured, and the weight of public scrutiny pressed heavily on my shoulders. I stepped up to the podium, the spotlight glaring."Good afternoon," I began, my voice steady despite the turmoil within. "I stand before you not as a defendant, but as a woman committed to truth and transparency."I detailed the forged documents, the unauthorized transactions, and the evidence pointing towards a deliberate attempt to undermine my credibility. I emphasized the steps taken to investigate the breach and the cooperation extended to international authorities."Integrity has always been the cornerstone of my work," I concluded. "I will not allow falsehoods to tarnish the efforts we've made to bring about positive change."JSTOR+3bhspecialty.com+3For Purpose Law Group (FPLG)+3The room erupted in questions, flashes of cameras capturing every expression. I answered each query with composure, determined to reclaim the

  • RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK   CHAPTER 157

    We didn’t talk for three weeks.Not because of anger. Not even distance. But space—the kind that’s necessary when you no longer know where the ground is beneath you, and you need to find it again before stepping forward.Jeff kept his promise. He didn’t text. Didn’t call. Didn’t come by uninvited. The silence wasn’t cold—it was respectful. Which somehow hurt more.I read the journal.Every word.It wasn’t a confession—it was a roadmap. Of hope, then rot. Of a man trying to build something good, and getting lost in a system that rewarded silence more than integrity.It didn’t absolve him.But it made him human.And right now, I needed to make decisions not as the woman who once loved him, or even the woman who almost left him—but as the woman who was finally leading her own life.Geneva.The air was thinner here. Not just because of altitude or climate, but the sheer weight of the room I walked into.A marble-floor conference center. Rows of dark wood chairs, microphones embedded at ev

  • RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK   CHAPTER 156

    Some people believe that the worst storms come from within—doubt, betrayal, fear.But sometimes, the real destruction arrives from the outside. Without warning. Uninvited.That morning, I woke up to the smell of cinnamon and orange peels simmering on the stove. Jeff was already downstairs, humming to himself while Eden made coffee. For a split second, I let myself believe we were normal.A couple. A family.Until my phone buzzed on the kitchen island.Unknown Number.I picked up.“Ms. Perez?”“Yes, speaking.”“This is Detective Clara Mason with the San Francisco Financial Crimes Unit. I’m calling to inform you that you, along with Mr. Jeffrey Ortega, have been listed as persons of interest in an active investigation involving international wire fraud and property laundering.”My blood turned to ice.“I’m sorry—what?”“This is in connection to a newly surfaced whistleblower from the Braga Lisbon syndicate, who alleges that you knowingly received assets linked to embezzlement.”“I—what?

  • RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK   CHAPTER 155

    Some people believe that the worst storms come from within—doubt, betrayal, fear.But sometimes, the real destruction arrives from the outside. Without warning. Uninvited.That morning, I woke up to the smell of cinnamon and orange peels simmering on the stove. Jeff was already downstairs, humming to himself while Eden made coffee. For a split second, I let myself believe we were normal.A couple. A family.Until my phone buzzed on the kitchen island.Unknown Number.I picked up.“Ms. Perez?”“Yes, speaking.”“This is Detective Clara Mason with the San Francisco Financial Crimes Unit. I’m calling to inform you that you, along with Mr. Jeffrey Ortega, have been listed as persons of interest in an active investigation involving international wire fraud and property laundering.”My blood turned to ice.“I’m sorry—what?”“This is in connection to a newly surfaced whistleblower from the Braga Lisbon syndicate, who alleges that you knowingly received assets linked to embezzlement.”“I—what?

  • RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK   CHAPTER 154

    The silence in the mansion grew louder with each passing day of Jeff’s absence. Morning routines, shared coffees, half-smiles over the newspaper—everything had unraveled into empty echoes.Lisbon might have only been hours ahead in time, but for me, it felt like another dimension. I kept replaying the photograph of Jeff and Isabella. Her smile wasn’t sweet; it was calculated. His posture wasn’t relaxed; it was defensive.Eden noticed the change in me.“You’re quieter than usual,” she said one evening, twirling a pencil between her fingers.“Just tired.”“You think he’s not coming back?”I swallowed. “It’s not that. I just... don’t know who’s coming back.”She studied me, her expression too knowing for someone so young. “Then maybe figure out who you want to be if he doesn’t.”Her words stuck with me like the taste of bitter coffee. Honest. Sharp. Necessary.It took six more days before I heard from Jeff again—not a call, not a letter, but a text.“Back in two days. I’ll explain everyt

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