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The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #309
Chapter 309 Ethan's POV Consciousness came rushing back before my body hit the ground. One moment I was falling, darkness closing in, Pascal's fist still burning against my jaw. The next, something inside me roared to life. A surge of strength — primal, desperate, fueled by six months of frustration and fear and the devastating realization of everything I'd just remembered. My hands shot out, catching myself before I hit the pavement, and I launched myself at Pascal with a fury I didn't know I was capable of. We collided hard, both of us crashing to the ground in a tangle of limbs and rage. Pascal was strong—stronger than I expected, fueled by his own desperation and whatever circumstances had led him to be hiding in these bushes. But I was stronger. My fist connected with Pascal's face—once, twice, feeling bone crunch under my knuckles. He got in his own hits, his knee driving into my ribs where he'd beaten me months ago in that warehouse, pain exploding through my chest.
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #308
Chapter 308 Ethan's POV The countryside gradually gave way to more populated areas as we drove closer to Missford. Small farms became clusters of houses. Dirt roads became paved streets. The isolation I'd been living in for six months slowly dissolved with every mile. I sat in the back seat of Carmen and Miguel's car, my hands pressed against my knees to keep them from shaking, my heart racing with anticipation and anxiety and desperate hope. Miguel was driving carefully, conscientiously following every traffic law, his weathered hands steady on the wheel. Carmen kept turning around to check on me, offering encouraging smiles and occasional reassurances in broken English. "Is okay," she'd say. "Soon you see your wife. Soon everything is better." I wanted to believe her. Desperately wanted to believe that once I reached Missford, once I found Cynthia, everything would somehow fall into place. But anxiety kept creeping in around the edges of my hope. I forced the thoughts awa
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #307
Chapter 307 Cynthia's POV The drive to the police station felt like it took forever, even though Nikolai drove faster than he probably should have, weaving through midday traffic with the kind of focused intensity that suggested he understood exactly how important this was. Kevin sat in the passenger seat, constantly checking his phone for updates from Nathaniel, his leg bouncing with nervous energy. I sat in the back, my hands clenched so tightly in my lap that my knuckles had gone white, staring out the window without really seeing anything. Grace has been caught. After five months of nothing, they finally have her. And she's going to tell us where Ethan is. The thought played on repeat in my mind like a mantra, like if I believed it hard enough I could make it true. When we finally pulled into the parking lot of the central police station, I was out of the car before Nikolai had even fully stopped, practically running toward the entrance. Kevin and Nikolai hurried after m
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #306
Chapter 306 Ethan's POV My hands were shaking as I picked up the pencil for what felt like the hundredth time in two days. This time, Carmen and Miguel were watching with an intensity that suggested they actually knew something—that this wasn't just another dead end, another crushing disappointment. I took a deep breath and forced myself to focus. To pull up that memory again—the flash of Cynthia's face that had been so vivid, so impossibly clear. Her eyes. Her smile. The exact curve of her jaw. After about fifteen minutes, I set down the pencil. The drawing wasn't perfect, but it was the best I drew. I turned the paper around so Carmen and Miguel could see, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. For a moment, they both just stared at the drawing in silence. Then Carmen let out a choked sob. Her hands flew to her mouth, tears spilling down her weathered cheeks, her entire body starting to shake. "Dios mío," she whispered. "Dios mío." She looked up at me,
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #305
Chapter 305 Bryan's POV That bitch! That fucking bitch! My fist connected with the wall of my office—expensive imported drywall that probably cost more per square foot than most people made in a month—and pain exploded through my knuckles. I didn't care. Didn't even register the pain properly because the rage and fear consuming me were so much more overwhelming than any physical hurt. Grace had been caught. The word kept echoing in my mind, bouncing around my skull like a bullet ricocheting. My phone was still in my other hand, the screen lit up with the call I'd just received from the private investigator I'd hired to tail Grace after she picked up the money. The ten million dollars in cash I'd arranged to have waiting for her at the amusement center. The money that was supposed to help her disappear forever, to ensure she'd never be found, never lead the police to Ethan, never compromise my carefully constructed plan. Except I hadn't trusted her. Of course I hadn't trus
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #304
Chapter 304 Cynthia's POV "Nikolai," I said, and the word came out strangled and awkward, like I'd just been caught doing something I shouldn't. My face burned with embarrassment, my heart still racing from how close Bryan had been, from what had almost happened. Nikolai stood in the doorway with that carefully neutral expression, like he hadn't just walked in on Bryan about to kiss me. Like he hadn't noticed the charged atmosphere or the way my hands were shaking slightly. And I was grateful for it. Grateful that he was giving me the grace of pretending this wasn't as mortifying as it felt. My mind was spinning. Would Bryan actually have kissed me if Nikolai hadn't shown up? What the hell was he thinking? Bryan had been Ethan's best friend for years and he'd just tried to— I couldn't even finish the thought. "I'm going to make breakfast," I said abruptly, needing to do something with my hands, needing to focus on something other than the uncomfortable tension filling the
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 messa
Last Updated : 2026-03-30The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #168
Chapter 168Bryan’s POVIt was the first time I had ever been forced to sit with my thoughts for that long without a distraction, and it was hell.Hospitals did that to you. They stripped you down. Just white walls, the low hum of machines, and the unbearable weight of everything you had refused to
Last Updated : 2026-03-30The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #167
Chapter 167 Cynthia’s POV I noticed Bryan wasn’t leaving and I guess Ethan noticed it too. Ethan leaned back against the wall, arms folded loosely, eyes sharp despite the exhaustion tugging at his features. “So,” he said casually, too casually, “why aren’t you leaving?” Bryan didn’t look at him
Last Updated : 2026-03-30The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #164
Chapter 164 Ethan’s POV I didn’t realize how tightly I’d been holding myself together until Cynthia walked out of that room looking like she might collapse. She didn’t owe my mother anything. Grace had been cruel to her. Manipulative. Dangerous. And yet Cynthia had still laid herself on that ste
Last Updated : 2026-03-30
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