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The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #129
Chapter 129 Anna's POVI was restless, pacing back and forth in my apartment like a caged animal, my phone clutched in my trembling hand, waiting for an update.The plan had been simple. Clean. A single shot at a public event where chaos would provide the perfect cover for escape. By the time security figured out what had happened, Cynthia would be dead and the shooter would be long gone, lost in the panicked crowd.Simple.Except my phone had been silent for over an hour now, and the silence was eating me alive.I'd turned on the news — every channel, flipping between them obsessively — but there was nothing yet. No breaking news alerts about a shooting at the holiday party. No emergency broadcasts. Nothing.What the hell was taking so long?Finally… finally — my phone rang.I answered before the first ring finished. "Tell me it's done.""I missed." His voice was flat, emotionless, delivering the news like he was reporting the weather.My blood ran cold. "What?""I missed the hit. E
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #128
Chapter 128 Cynthia’s POV “Kiss me again.” The words tore out of me, raw and ragged, a command born from years of starvation. Ethan’s response was immediate, brutal like he had been expecting me to say that, like he was actually wishing he hadn't cut off that kiss back in the car, and perhaps done what he needed to do there. I knew he wanted me, I could see it through his pants in the car when he kissed me. His mouth slammed into mine, teeth clashing, tongue invading like he owned me, like he was reclaiming every inch he’d neglected. I tasted the desperation we’d both buried for too long. I clawed at his shirt, buttons popping, fabric ripping as I yanked it open. His hands were just as savage, fisting my hair, yanking my head back to expose my throat. He bit down hard on the tendon there, sucking until I cried out, the pain blooming into fire that shot straight between my legs. We crashed onto the couch by the fireplace, the leather cold against my back until his weight pinn
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #127
Chapter 127 Cynthia's POV I was convinced that bullet was meant for me. I knew it to my bones, with absolute certainty. Someone was trying to killme and that young waiter had died because he'd been standing in the wrong place at the wrong time. Why would anyone want me dead? Yes, there was Anna and her schemes, but attempted murder? That seemed too extreme, too far beyond even her desperate obsession. I was lost in these thoughts, my mind spinning in circles of logic and fear, barely aware of my surroundings as Ethan dragged me through the chaos of the event. People were screaming, running in all directions. Someone was shouting about calling 911. A woman was sobbing hysterically. Security guards appeared from nowhere, trying to establish control, trying to find the shooter. But Ethan wasn't waiting. He was moving with singular focus, his hand gripping mine so tightly it hurt, his body positioned between me and the rest of the room like a human shield. He was so alert, his he
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #126
Chapter 126 Cynthia's POV It was Mr. Brown's event day, and I'd spent an embarrassing amount of time getting ready. I told myself it was just professional courtesy—dressing appropriately for a business event. But as I stood in front of my bedroom mirror, adjusting the deep pink silk gown that hugged my curves before flowing elegantly to the floor, I knew I was lying to myself. I wanted to look stunning. Wanted to take Ethan's breath away. Wanted to remind him that I was no longer the invisible housewife he'd taken for granted. The dress had a tasteful V-neckline and a slit up one thigh that showed just enough leg to be sophisticated rather than provocative. I'd paired it with simple diamond earrings and strappy silver heels that added three inches to my height. My hair was swept up in an elegant chignon, a few strategic tendrils framing my face. My makeup was flawless—smoky eyes, nude lips, a subtle glow that made my skin look luminous. I looked good. Really good. "Wow," Hel
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #125
Chapter 125 Cynthia's POVIt was noon when I arrived at the restaurant Nikolai had chosen — a small French bistro tucked away on a quiet street downtown, the kind of place that catered to people who valued privacy and discretion over being seen.The maître d' recognized my name immediately and led me to a corner table where Nikolai was already waiting."Cynthia," he said warmly, taking my hand and kissing it briefly. "You look beautiful.""Thank you," I said, settling into the chair he'd pulled out for me. "This place is lovely. Very intimate.""I thought you might appreciate somewhere we could talk without interruption," he said, resuming his seat. "The food here is excellent, the chef trained in Lyon but more importantly, they understand the value of privacy."A waiter appeared immediately, pouring water and presenting menus with the efficient grace of expensive service. We ordered and then we were alone again, the lunch crowd around us providing a comfortable murmur of background
The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return #124
Chapter 124 Cynthia's POV “What?” "You've been on your phone an awful lot," Julian observed from his position on the couch, looking at me over the rim of his wine glass with that knowing older brother expression. I looked up from my screen, where I'd been rereading Nikolai's lunch invitation for probably the fifth time, trying to decide what to wear tomorrow. "It's just messages from the university," I said defensively, tucking my phone against my chest. "Updates about my teaching schedule and student inquiries." "Uh-huh," Kevin said from where he was sprawled on the other couch, his tone dripping with skepticism. "Because professors definitely text their colleagues at nine o'clock at night with messages that make them smile like that." "I wasn't smiling," I protested, even though I definitely had been. "You were absolutely smiling," Helen chimed in, looking up from where she was helping Lily with a coloring book on the floor. "That secretive little smile women get when they'
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