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Chapter 110- Not like him
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The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 111- No remorse
Ethan POVThe road to the hospital felt too narrow for the rage tearing through me.My hands clenched the steering wheel so hard my knuckles burned white, veins bulging as every memory of Claire’s hollow eyes and cracked lips replayed on a vicious loop. My jaw was locked tight, teeth grinding as if holding back a scream—or a confession I’d buried for too long. Sylvester Monroe had crossed a line carved in blood. There was no undoing what he’d done.Traffic lights blurred past. Red. Green. Red again. Every second felt stolen, every breath heavy with violence waiting to be unleashed. I barely registered the speedometer climbing or the sharp honk of another car swerving out of my way. All I could see was Claire on that hospital bed. Frail. Silent. Broken by the same man who had broken my mother.By the time I screeched into the hospital parking lot, my chest felt too tight to breathe.I didn’t bother shutting the car door properly. It slammed behind me as I sprinted inside, my footsteps
The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 110- Not like him
Ethan POVThe hospital lights were too bright.They burned into my eyes as I paced the length of the emergency corridor, my footsteps uneven, my chest tight like a steel vice had clamped around it. Claire had been wheeled away minutes ago—no, seconds ago—time had lost all meaning the moment I felt how light she was in my arms. Too light. Terrifyingly light.“Severe dehydration. Possible exhaustion. We’ll run tests.”The doctor’s words replayed over and over, each repetition slicing deeper.I scrubbed a hand down my face, my fingers trembling as they dragged over my mouth. My shirt was stained—dust, sweat, her blood? I didn’t know. I hadn’t checked. I couldn’t bring myself to.What if I was too late?The thought made my knees weaken. I braced myself against the cold wall, my head dropping forward as a sound tore out of my chest—half breath, half growl.This was my fault.I should never have left. Never assumed my father had limits. Sylvester Monroe didn’t have limits. He never had.A d
The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 109- He had crossed the line
Ethan POVThe meeting room in Bamako was too quiet.I sat at the head of the long glass table, my executives still talking—numbers, contracts, expansion timelines—but their voices blurred into meaningless noise. My pen lay forgotten between my fingers as my gaze drifted to the dark screen of my phone.Claire still hadn’t called.I checked the time again. Late afternoon. I’d been done with the meeting for almost an hour now, yet I hadn’t moved from my seat. Normally, I’d be eager to wrap things up, to call her the moment I had breathing room. No matter how angry she was at me, no matter how heated our arguments became, Claire always picked up my calls.Always.The argument replayed itself in my head like a cruel loop.Her standing by the window, arms crossed tightly over her chest.Me, frustrated, distracted, saying things sharper than I meant to.Her eyes—hurt, disappointed, resigned.“I just need you to listen for once, Ethan.”I hadn’t.I chose work. Again.My jaw tightened as guilt
The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 108- My rescue
Amelia POVTime had stopped meaning anything.I didn’t know if it was morning or night anymore—only that my body felt heavy, hollowed out from the inside like something essential had been scooped away and discarded. The room smelled stale, like fear and dust and my own sweat. My throat burned every time I swallowed, dry and aching, and my head throbbed with a dull, relentless pain that pulsed behind my eyes.I dragged myself off the bed again.I had lost count of how many times I’d done this—how many times I’d crossed the room on unsteady legs, how many times my palms had struck the door until my hands felt swollen and numb. The oak was unforgiving. Solid. Mocking.“Please,” I whispered, my voice barely sound anymore. “Please… someone.”No answer.I pressed my forehead to the door, breathing hard. Each breath felt like work now, like my lungs had to be convinced to keep going.I wasn’t weak.I had never been weak.That was the thought I clung to as darkness crept at the edges of my vi
The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 107- The iron hand
Sylvester POVAnger had always been my closest companion.It sat heavy in my chest as I walked down the hallway, Luke’s small weight resting against my side. The boy was quiet now—too quiet. His wide eyes darted around the mansion, confused, afraid. Good. Fear taught obedience early. Claire had failed to learn that lesson, and now she would pay for it.I did not look back at the bedroom door I had locked her behind.I could still hear her screams echoing in my head. Her fists pounding uselessly against solid oak. Her voice cracking as she begged for her son.Begging never moved me.Ungrateful girl.I laid Luke gently on the sofa in the east sitting room and motioned for the nanny to come forward. She hesitated, her eyes flicking nervously toward me.“Take him upstairs,” I ordered coldly. “He will stay in the blue room. No visitors. No questions.”“But—sir—Mrs—”“Do not test me,” I snapped.She paled instantly and nodded, scooping Luke up as he clutched his bear tighter. He looked back
The Billionaire’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 106- The Departure
Amelia POV I woke up with my decision already carved into my bones.For the first time in months, the fear didn’t feel like a shadow clinging to me—it felt like clarity. A painful, aching clarity, but clarity all the same. Switzerland was home. Peace. Safety. A place where Luke could laugh without security guards trailing behind him, where I could breathe without scanning every face over my shoulder.Ethan refused to understand that.I found him in his study that morning, leaning over his desk, tie loose, hair damp from the shower. He looked exhausted—more than exhausted—but I didn’t let sympathy soften me. I couldn’t. Not anymore.“We need to talk,” I said quietly.He straightened, eyes narrowing with dread he didn’t bother to hide. “If this is about Switzerland again—”“It is.”A muscle in his jaw twitched. “Claire, we’ve been through this.”“But we haven’t resolved it,” I said, stepping closer. “You keep avoiding the truth. I’m not safe here, Ethan. Luke isn’t safe. And after what
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