Rebirth Of The Billionarie Ex Wife

Anna’s POVI walked down the street like a ghost, numb and hollow, with no hope and no place to go.My husband—ex-husband now—and his pregnant mistress had thrown me out of the house I once called home. The home I built with ten years of sacrifice, love, and silent suffering. A home that was supposed to hold my dreams.But dreams, I learned, could be stolen.His words haunted me like a curse."I don’t care about the baby. I care about your happiness."Lies. All of it.Every smile. Every promise. Every moment we shared—it had all been fake. Just words to trap me beneath his feet, to keep me begging while he moved on without guilt.I kept walking, barely aware of the world around me. My legs trembled, my body weak, my heart in pieces. Tears streamed down my cheeks, warm and endless.I could feel the baby inside me—my only reason to hold on—but even that felt distant through the fog of betrayal.“Why?” I choked, my voice breaking into the night.Then I screamed—loud and raw.“AHHH!”The

Anna’s POVThe night air smelled like roses and rain.The mansion’s ballroom shimmered with soft golden lights that danced across crystal chandeliers. Guests in designer suits and glittering gowns floated around the room, laughing into champagne glasses, whispering behind fake smiles.I stood by Hae-Jae’s side in a sleek black dress that hugged my body like it had been stitched to remember me. My hair was pinned up, makeup subtle but sharp—every detail of me screaming elegance, strength, and mystery.No one here knew who I used to be.Not the desperate wife.Not the broken woman.Not the girl who begged for love.They only saw the woman I had become.Reborn. Untouchable.“You clean up well,” Hae-Jae murmured beside me, offering his arm.I took it with a small smile. “And you’re used to being this charming, I suppose?”He smirked. “Only when it works.”He led me through the room, stopping occasionally to introduce me to CEOs, heirs, and dignitaries. I kept my voice calm, my expressions

Anna’s POVMy chest felt heavy the moment our eyes met. He stood at the far end of the room, arms crossed, his expression unreadable—calm, but serious.“So,” he finally spoke, voice low and even, “you want to be part of my company?”I nodded without a second thought.Working with him… it wasn’t just about the job. It was a distraction. A way to stop my mind from spiraling into memories I wasn’t ready to face. A way to feel like myself again—or at least, someone new.“I can be your personal assistant,” I offered, forcing a small smile.But the way he looked at me… it was like he could see straight through the surface. Like he saw every scar, every truth I tried to bury.“You’re not strong enough yet to start working, Anna,” he said gently, stepping closer.His concern wasn’t harsh or pitiful—it was warm, grounded, real. That made it even harder to ignore.I shifted on the couch, patting the seat beside me.“Sit, then,” I murmured, softer than before.He did.And for a moment, we said n

Anna’s POVI walked out through the tall iron gates of Hae-Jae’s mansion, the cool morning breeze brushing gently against my face. The air smelled clean, fresh, different. I paused for a moment and took a long, steadying breath, trying to calm the storm that was building inside me.The road ahead stretched wide and quiet, lined with lush trees swaying lazily as if whispering secrets I couldn’t yet hear. It looked like a private estate—rich, exclusive, and eerily calm. My heart raced with every step I took, each one heavier than the last. I wasn’t sure if this move would bring me answers… or just more confusion.Still, I kept walking. One step at a time, guided by instinct more than direction.When I reached the main estate gate, two security men stepped forward. Their faces were unreadable, hard—trained expressions like soldiers on duty. I gave them a faint, polite smile.“Where are you coming from?” one of them asked in a gravelly voice.“Hae-Jae’s mansion,” I replied without hesitat

Hae-Jae's POV“Let’s go already,” I said, trying to sound firm—but the sternness in my voice couldn’t mask the tightness in my chest.It was her first day. And I wasn’t sure how Raymond would take this.The moment he realizes the girl I met at the riverside is now my assistant... I could already imagine the look on his face. That disapproving glare, the folded arms. Raymond has always been my closest friend—my right-hand man—but he’s never hidden how much he disapproves of her.But that’s his problem.For me… Anna is everything I never thought I could have.She told me about Max. About the accident. About being left broken and forgotten. And from the moment I found her, I made up my mind—I’d protect her. I’d never let her feel that kind of pain again. I'd never miss what I got for a second chance.Then she came down the stairs.And for a second, I forgot how to breathe.A deep emerald green gown hugged her curves like it had been sewn by the gods themselves. Her hair was loosely curle