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106. The Unexpected Happened
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The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back 106. The Unexpected Happened
Shawn’s Point of ViewElla’s words hit like a freight train, the soft “I can’t” slicing through me sharper than any blade. I was still on one knee, the velvet box trembling in my hand, the diamond ring catching the candlelight like a cruel mockery of the future I’d envisioned. Her eyes, glistening with tears, held a pain I couldn’t fathom, and before I could process it, she was gone—her black dress a fleeting shadow as she fled the restaurant, the door swinging shut behind her. The soft piano notes faltered, the murmurs of nearby diners swelling into a hum of whispers, their glances pricking like needles. I knelt there, frozen, the air sucked from my lungs, my mind a storm of disbelief. She said no? Ella said no?The restaurant’s warmth turned stifling, the flicker of candles now a taunt, the clink of wine glasses a hollow echo. I stood slowly, my legs unsteady, the ring box snapping shut in my hand, its weight a stone in my pocket. My heart pounded, a frantic rhythm against my ribs
The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back 105. The Not So Romantic Date
Ella’s Point of ViewThe mirror reflected a version of me I barely recognized, the black dress hugging my curves, its sleek fabric catching the soft glow of the bedroom lamp. I let my long, dark hair fall in heavy waves over my shoulders, the strands brushing my skin like a whispered promise of the night ahead. My fingers trembled as I applied mascara, the makeup sharpening my eyes, a bold contrast to the storm churning inside me. Celeste’s words from the hospital echoed relentlessly—They’re targeting you, Ella… Shawn’s love for you is his weakness—each syllable a weight threatening to crush the fragile hope I’d pinned on this dinner with Shawn. But I pushed it down, burying her warning beneath layers of resolve. Tonight was for us, for the love we’d fought for, and I wouldn’t let the Hayes family’s schemes steal that from me. Not yet.Shawn was waiting downstairs, his silhouette framed by the mansion’s arched windows, the city lights beyond casting a golden halo around him. His sui
The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back 104. Proof of Love
Ella’s Point of View The ER doors parted with a sharp hiss, unleashing a wave of chaos—beeping monitors, clipped voices, the acrid bite of antiseptic stinging my nose. My heart thudded against my ribs, each step through the maze of gurneys and bustling nurses fueled by a mix of duty and dread. Celeste Hayes—Garrett’s daughter, Cliff’s granddaughter, Shawn’s cousin—her name alone was a spark in my chest, igniting questions I couldn’t answer. Why was she here, asking for me? The hospital’s fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting harsh shadows, but I pushed the unease down, my scrubs whispering with each determined stride. I was a doctor first, and no matter how viciously the Hayes family schemed against Shawn, a patient deserved my care. Yet the weight of their betrayal—Cliff and Garrett’s relentless pursuit of Shawn’s company—clung to me, a shadow I couldn’t shake as I approached the curtained bay where Celeste waited. She sat on the exam table, her arm encased in a fresh
The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back 103. On Merit
Ella’s Point of ViewThe hospital was my haven, a world of sterile air and steady purpose where I could lose myself in the rhythm of saving lives. The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a stark glow over the operating room, the monitors’ rhythmic beeps a heartbeat I could trust. I moved with precision, my gloved hands steady as I closed an incision, the patient’s chest rising and falling, a fragile victory against the fragility of life. Dr. Biscop, my mentor from five years ago, had welcomed me back with open arms, his gray eyes warm with understanding as he’d listened to the jagged pieces of my past—Marcus’s betrayal, my years on the run with Lily, the weight of starting over. “You’re still one of the best, Ella,” he’d said, his voice steady, his hand on my shoulder. “This team needs you.” His words had anchored me, knitting me back into the fabric of the hospital, where I could be a surgeon again, not just a mother or a lover caught in a storm of schemes.I moved from on
The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back 102. Disagreements
Ella’s Point of ViewThe guest suite felt smaller after Emerson’s words, the air heavy with the echo of his plea to run, to abandon the life I’d fought so hard to build. I closed the door behind him, my hands trembling, my heart a tangled knot of resolve and hurt. The sunlight streaming through the curtains did little to warm the chill in my chest, the memory of his doubt—siding with Amanda, questioning Shawn—cutting deeper than I wanted to admit. I took a breath, steadying myself, and stepped back into the main room, where Shawn was shrugging on his suit jacket, his cane propped against the armchair, his tie slightly askew. The sight of him, his broad shoulders carrying the weight of his family’s betrayal, grounded me, pulling me back from the edge of my father’s fears.He glanced up, his eyes softening as they met mine, but a flicker of concern crossed his face. “What did Emerson want?” he asked, his voice low, his fingers pausing on his cufflinks, the faint clink of metal sharp i
The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back 101. Fidelity
Ella’s Point of ViewThe hospital’s fluorescent lights buzzed faintly above me, their sterile glow a stark contrast to the warmth of the Chicago skyline I glimpsed through the window, a jagged tapestry of steel and glass that was slowly becoming home. Days had passed, each one stitching me deeper into the city’s pulse. I’d thrown myself into work under Dr. Biscop, his calm, steady guidance anchoring me as I scrubbed in for surgeries, the weight of the scalpel in my hand a reminder of the life I’d clawed back from the chaos of the past. The operating room was my sanctuary—the hum of machines, the rhythmic beep of monitors, the delicate pulse of a patient’s heart beneath my fingers—where the noise of Marcus’s betrayal, Amanda’s treachery, and the Hayes family’s schemes faded, if only for a moment. I was a cardiac surgeon again, not just a mother or a lover caught in a web of power plays, and that truth steadied me, even as darker currents swirled beneath the surface.Lily was blossom
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