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The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #178
Chapter 178Cynthia’s POV“Never.”The word left my mouth sharper than I intended, slicing clean through the air between us. It landed hard, undeniable, and the moment it was out, I knew there was no pulling it back.Ethan froze.The shock on his face would have been almost funny if I had not been so tired, so emotionally wrung out that even standing upright felt like work. He looked at me like he was trying to decide whether I was serious or just lashing out.“Never?” he repeated slowly. “What do you mean, never?”I tightened my grip on the strap of my bag, grounding myself. My heart was pounding too hard, too fast, and I hated how exposed I suddenly felt. I had not planned to say it like that. I had not planned to say anything at all. But once the word existed between us, it demanded to be explained.“I mean… you can’t come with me,” I said. My voice came out thinner than I liked. “You can’t.”He stared at me like I had just switched languages mid-sentence.“Because of what?” he dem
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #177
Chapter 177 Ethan’s POV Cynthia’s skin was still warm beneath my lips, still sensitive, still reacting in that familiar way that always unraveled me. She was still sleeping peacefully right beside me and it brought back memories. I can’t afford losing her again. I kissed the curve of her neck slowly, deliberately, breathing her in as if committing her scent to memory. My hands rested on her waist, not gripping, not demanding, just holding her there like if I stayed still enough she might forget to leave. She laughed softly, a breathy sound that tightened something in my chest. “Ethan,” she said, pushing lightly at my shoulder. She opened her eyes and smiled at me. Then, she checked the time on the bedside clock. Almost noon. “Oh God,” she whispered. “I really need to go and get Amber.” I groaned, the sound pulled straight from my gut, and buried my face briefly against her collarbone. I stayed there for a second longer than necessary, refusing to let reality intrude. “One
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #176
Chapter 176 Nikolai's POV Matilda was gone. The thought brought a satisfaction I hadn't expected to feel so deeply. The chairman had handled it swiftly, decisively — exactly as I'd anticipated. By now, Matilda Hansel had been stripped of her position, her reputation in tatters, her medical license under review. She wouldn't be bothering Cynthia again. She wouldn't be bothering anyone. Good. I leaned back in my swivel chair and stared out the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Cross Energy executive office in Missford. The Missford skyline stretched before me, gleaming under the late afternoon sun, a monument to power, ambition, and legacy. My legacy now. The weight of it should have felt heavier. Instead, all I could think about was her. Cynthia. I hadn't seen her in days and the absence gnawed at me in ways I wasn't accustomed to. I was Nikolai Cross. I didn't pine. I didn't wait by phones hoping for calls that never came. And yet, here I was. I picked up my phone again,
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #175
Chapter 175Ethan’s POVThe only thing on my mind right now was Cynthia.Just to make love to Cynthia.Every hurt, every betrayal — the sting of Grace’s lies, the venom of Anna’s schemes, drowned beneath the tidal wave of desire crashing through me. I needed her. Needed to lose myself in her, to feel her body against mine, to remind us both that something between us was still real, still ours.I guided her into the bathroom, the steam curling around us like a veil. She stood before me in just her bra and panties, eyes wide, breath coming in shallow pulls. I couldn’t wait any longer.My fingers found the clasp of her bra, unhooking it with a flick. The lace fell away, and her breasts were just as full, firm and perfect as it has always been. It spilled free, nipples already tight and begging for my mouth. They were as incredible as I remembered, untouched by time, as though the years and Amber’s birth had only made her more beautiful. I cupped them, thumbs brushing the peaks, and she
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #174
Chapter 174 Cynthia’s POV “Aren’t you going to bathe too?” The question was simple, almost casual, yet it landed in my chest like a spark thrown onto dry tinder. Ethan’s voice was low, tired, but there was something else threaded through it — need, raw and unguarded. My heart fluttered violently, betraying me before my mind could catch up. “I…” I started, then stopped, because I honestly didn’t know what I was supposed to say. So much had happened in less than twenty-four hours. Grace wasn’t his mother. Pascal existed. Anna was in jail.. We’d slept on hospital chairs like strangers pretending not to notice how close our bodies were. Now we were back here, in this room that held the echoes of a marriage that had once nearly destroyed me. And yet, here he was, looking at me like I was the only thing anchoring him to the ground. Ethan didn’t wait for my answer. He stood, slow and deliberate, and wrapped his hands around my waist. The contact made my breath hitch instantly. His pa
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #173
Chapter 173 Bryan’s POV Anger sat heavy in my chest, thick and suffocating, refusing to loosen its grip no matter how many times I inhaled and exhaled. Cynthia went home with Ethan. The thought replayed in my head like a cruel refrain, each repetition sharper than the last. I stared through the windshield of my parked car, the hospital lights still glowing behind me, sterile and unforgiving. My hands tightened around the steering wheel until my knuckles went white. If it were up to me, I would have followed her. I would have made sure Ethan doesn’t try anything stupid with her like taking advantage of her. But she’d stopped me. Go back and rest, Bryan. I’ll take care of Ethan. Like she was still his wife. Like she still recognized him as her husband. The words burned. It wasn’t fair. None of this was fair. Ethan didn’t deserve her care. He didn’t deserve her concern, her patience, her softness. Not after everything he’d done. Not after the humiliation, the neglect, the emo
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