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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
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #172
Chapter 172Cynthia’s POVThe drive back to the Walker mansion was quiet in a way that felt heavy rather than peaceful. The city lights blurred past my windshield, reflections stretching and breaking across the glass like fractured thoughts — much like the ones swirling endlessly in my mind.Ethan sat beside me, unusually silent.Not the brooding silence I had grown used to during our marriage, not the cold, dismissive quiet that used to fill the space between us like a wall. This was different. This was exhaustion. Shock. A man who had just learned that the foundation of his entire life had been built on a lie.I glanced at him briefly, careful not to stare. His head was leaned back against the seat, eyes closed, jaw clenched. He looked pale, drained, like someone who had been hollowed out from the inside.“Ethan,” I said softly, breaking the silence. “What happened to Anna?”His eyes opened slowly, and for a moment I thought he might not answer. Then he exhaled.“She’s in jail,” he
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #171
Chapter 171 Ethan’s POV Grace is not my mother. The words echoed in my head over and over again, like a broken record I couldn’t shut off no matter how hard I tried. They didn’t make sense. They couldn’t make sense. My brain kept rejecting them, pushing them away, trying to replace them with memories that suddenly felt unreliable, distorted. Grace Walker was my mother. She had always been my mother. She was the woman who scolded me when I scraped my knees as a child, who stood stiffly at my school events, who praised my achievements in public and punished my failures in private. She was the woman who stood beside my father at every formal dinner, every corporate gala, every board meeting photo op. She was the woman who raised me, controlled me, shaped me. And now I was being told she wasn’t my mother. I stared down at the test results again, as if the letters might rearrange themselves if I looked long enough, if I stared hard enough. But they didn’t. They remained crue
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #170
Chapter 170 Cynthia’s POV I ran away from Ethan and Bryan, trying to erase whatever I’d just heard. There was no way he meant what he said. Bryan had hated me right with Ethan three years ago. I didn’t want to be caught in the middle of whatever fight—or another stretch of unspoken tension—was brewing between them. I went back into the hospital in a secluded spot and called Amber. I needed to hear Amber’s voice. I needed that small reminder that at least one thing in this entire mess was safe, warm, and untouched by secrets and blood and betrayal. “Mom!” Amber’s voice burst through the line, bright and excited, so full of life it made my chest ache. “Mom, guess what!” I smiled despite myself, moving toward a quieter corner of the corridor. “Hi, baby. Guess what?” “I’m in a very huggeeee mansion!” he practically shouted. “It’s so big, Mom. Like… really big. Bigger than Dad’s house. Uncle Kevin says the land has been used to be their family home for generations.” I leaned agai
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #169
Chapter 169 Cynthia’s POV The car smelled faintly like Ethan. Leather. His cologne. Something warm and familiar that tightened my chest the moment I opened the door. I reached into the console and found my phone immediately, right where I’d left it. The screen lit up in my hand, dozens of messages waiting to be acknowledged, but I didn’t have the strength to look at them yet. I just needed to breathe. To exist outside the hospital walls for a moment. I stepped back and closed the car door… And nearly screamed. “Jesus, Bryan!” I gasped, clutching my chest as I stared at him. “What are you doing here?” He stood right in front of me, close enough that I hadn’t noticed him until the door shut. His hands were tucked into the pockets of his sweater, posture relaxed but eyes sharp, attentive. Watching me. “I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said quickly. “I just… wanted to check on you. Make sure you were okay.” I frowned slightly. “You followed me?” “I followed the situation,” he co
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