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The Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife II

The Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife II

Romance
last updateLast Updated : 2026-02-04
By:  Ethan ChoiOngoing
Language: English
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Drama

Third-Person POV

Divorce

Heir/Heirness

Hero/Heroin

Protective

Right when Serena Ava Morales and Alexander Vanderbilt were finally honest about their feelings for each other, something big happened… Something that might be the biggest test to their love after all. Will they survive this or is their love truly destined to crash and burn?

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1 : Alexander—trust me!

Debbie Ford watched the letter slowly burn down to embers.

Ignoring the danger, she grabbed a coat to beat at the flames until they died.

In front of thousands of livestream viewers, she teared up and shoved me onto the white rose petals-covered sofa.

“Charles, what on earth are you doing? Are you toying with me?”

Her manager, Ken Zimmerman, shut the livestream off in a panic.

I said nothing.

She stood so close that I could smell the lingering cologne on her clothes. It was the same one George Brookes always wore.

I suddenly remembered the time when she was still working as an extra on movie sets after we finished college. She had held my hand and told me very seriously, “Charles, when I win the Best Actress award, I’ll marry you, and we’ll have the grandest wedding ever.”

When she actually did win the Best Actress award, she changed the deal.

She told me to propose to her publicly during livestreams, and only after I had proposed to her a hundred times would she give up her glamorous image and announce our relationship.

Every time I acted like a fool online for her sake, she was always somewhere else.

She would appear at luxury hotels around the world with all sorts of pretty boys or spend nights on yachts.

She even ran off to get married and then divorced immediately in Ghono, just to “experience the local marriage culture.”

Something I longed for seemed to be so easily attainable by others.

The thought pulled a bitter smile across my face.

“Debbie, there will not be a 101st proposal. I’m tired. We’re done.”

She stared at me for two seconds in stunned silence.

Then, she laughed in apparent realization.

“So, because I didn’t show up for your hundredth proposal, you just burned all the love letters in spite?

“You embarrassed me in front of so many people. As my fiance, did you ever think about how I would feel?”

I could not understand. Was that not the freedom she had always wanted?

Why did she not seem the slightest bit relieved?

If she had spoken to me like that in the past, I would have humbled myself and begged her for forgiveness.

But my heart had long shattered beyond repair. All I felt was numbness, and I said nothing.

More importantly, I did not want to waste whatever time I had left on her.

“The hundredth proposal has ended. So have we.”

Debbie’s expression seemed to relax when she heard me say those words. She seemed to believe I couldn’t bear to leave her.

“Don’t be dramatic, Charles. We’ve been together for seven years, and you think you can just walk away like that? Don’t worry. When you propose for the one-hundred-and-first time, I’ll say yes. You’ll get to salvage your dignity.”

I remained silent. I slipped off the ring she had handmade for me and tossed it into the trash, right in front of her.

Then, I turned and left.

Ken hesitated. “Debbie, he’s not serious, right?”

She glanced at my back and spoke with certainty.

“In three days, he’ll come back crying and begging me to marry him.”

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It such good story, packed with excitement, emotional, adventure and never a dull moment. All the characters in the story was very well narrated. If readers who is interested should start off with The Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife I
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Is such a good story, do not miss it.
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37 Chapters
Chapter 1 : Alexander—trust me!
* before you proceed, be advised that this is a 2nd book therefore it is best if you read the 1st book prior to reading this *Her phone vibrated. A message appeared from an unknown number:[Serena, follow the small path to your right. Walk about six hundred feet. Meet me there.]It was signed: Cornelius.Serena’s brow furrowed. There was a hot spring near the campsite, and a few of the women had been talking about bathing there later. That gave her an excuse.She walked over to Alexander. “I’m going to take a bath at the hot spring.”He barely glanced up, folding the map. “Be careful.”Serena nodded, her heart thudding slightly as she turned away. The night air had cooled, carrying the earthy scent of pine and damp soil. The path she followed was narrow, lined with tall ferns and whispering leaves that brushed her arms as she walked.After about six hundred feet, the voices of the group faded behind her, replaced by the rhythmic murmur of crickets and the rustle of wind.Then—just ah
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Chapter 2 : Where’s Serena?
The drop was dizzying, the bottom swallowed by mist. Her stomach twisted violently as the wind tore at her hair and clothes—until, with a jarring snap, a parachute burst open above her.From behind her came a voice—low, deep, and far too calm. Marken’s alter ego.“Serena,” he said, his tone dripping with satisfaction. “Thanks to you, we got what we needed from Cornelius. When we first imprisoned him here, he wouldn’t say a word, tight-lipped as a clam. You… were the key.”His words echoed through the valley, carried by the wind, reaching even those still standing above the cliff.Serena thrashed violently, but Marken’s alter ego only tightened his grip, holding her close with one arm. His strength was unyielding.The air howled in her ears, biting cold against her skin. Below, the valley stretched into endless darkness.“Move again,” he warned, his voice cutting through the storm, “and you’ll die before we hit the ground.”But Serena didn’t care. She twisted and kicked, fighting like
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Chapter 3 : Sooner or later, you’ll thank me.
An hour later, Colton and Hugo arrived at the hospital.The air in the room was thick with antiseptic and grief. Outside, the city’s lights blurred against the rain-speckled window, their faint shimmer reflecting across Alexander’s pale, unreadable face. He sat motionless, elbows on his knees, eyes fixed somewhere beyond the glass—as though the skyline could offer him answers.Colton pulled out a chair and sat beside him, his expression grave. “I looked into those people,” he said quietly. “They’re ghosts, Xander. No fingerprints, no records, no entry logs—smuggled in from abroad, all of them. They move like shadows, in and out of the country without leaving a trace.”His tone was low, steady, but the weight of it filled the silence. These were the kind of enemies even the most powerful men feared—unseen, untraceable, unaccountable.Alexander didn’t reply. His eyes remained fixed on the window, his jaw tight. The hospital’s sterile light fell across the sharp line of his cheekbone, ma
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Chapter 4 : She was the light that kept me alive.
The house was cloaked in silence when Marken stirred awake at midnight. The faint hum of the refrigerator filled the dim kitchen as he quietly moved about, his shadow stretching long across the tiled floor. He opened the pantry, took out a few simple ingredients, and began to cook. The sizzle of oil, the aroma of freshly toasted bread, and the soft clatter of dishes filled the air—gentle, domestic sounds that almost made him forget the tension coiled in his chest.When the food was ready, Marken carried the small tray down the hall to the locked room.Serena was still sitting on the cold floor, her arms wrapped around her knees. The dim light from the hallway cast a pale glow over her face, emphasizing the exhaustion etched into her features. Her gaze flicked up warily when the door creaked open.Marken stepped inside, his expression unreadable. “Eat something first,” he said quietly, setting the tray on the table. He reached out, helping her up with a gentleness that felt out of plac
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Chapter 5 : Xander, promise me.
What Marken’s alter ego had said was true — though every word was woven from Marken’s own suffering.He had clawed his way back from the brink of death, carrying nothing but a single purpose: to fulfill his final promise.But now, both Serena and that promise were lost to him.And with that loss, Cornelius’s heart began to fracture in silence.He regretted ever bringing Alexander and Serena together. Knowing what Marken had endured — the experiments, the betrayal, the anguish — filled him with unrelenting guilt. If he could have turned back time, he would have shielded both his grandsons from the tangled fates that now consumed them.By the time Cornelius lay confined to the ICU, pale and motionless beneath the harsh fluorescent lights, he had already carried the unbearable weight of his family’s ruin.He had endured the Vanderbilt Group’s internal collapse, Charlie and Justin’s sudden departures from New York, Rita’s descent into madness and her confinement in a mental hospital…And,
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Chapter 6 : Liking someone can make even the most disciplined man do foolish, shallow things.
When Alexander Vanderbilt woke, dawn had already crept into the hospital room, washing the white walls in a sterile gray light. His phone sat on the bedside table, fully charged—its screen cold, a silent witness to the messages and missed calls waiting within.He didn’t open them.Instead, with movements heavy and deliberate, he unlocked the device and dialed the number of the funeral home.“Mr. Vanderbilt,” came the voice on the other end, polite but distant, “you may come to collect the ashes tomorrow.”There was a pause. A long, hollow silence that seemed to echo inside Alexander’s chest.“...All right,” he murmured at last, his voice dry and thin.Once the call ended, he simply sat there for a while, staring blankly at the reflection of the morning light on the tiled floor. Then, as though shaking off a fog, he dialed another number.“Have you found her whereabouts?”A man’s voice, cautious and subdued, came through the receiver. “Not yet, Mr. Vanderbilt. We’ve already ruled out m
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Chapter 7 : I don’t believe it, sir.
The first light of dawn crept through the half-drawn curtains, painting faint gold streaks across the room. When Aunt Torres pushed the door open, the hinges gave a soft creak — and she froze mid-step.Alexander was still there.She had assumed he’d gone back to the city the night before. He hadn’t come down for dinner, and the entire house had fallen quiet, so she thought he had turned in early. But there he was, sitting motionless by the window, his suit jacket draped carelessly over the arm of the chair, his white shirt slightly wrinkled from the long night.For a moment, he looked more like a statue than a man. His expression was unreadable — calm, but in that calm was something hollow.“Mr. Vanderbilt,” Aunt Torres spoke softly, hesitating at the doorway, “should I prepare breakfast for you?”The clock on the wall ticked past seven.Alexander blinked, the sound of her voice breaking through the fog of his thoughts. He glanced outside, realizing that the sky had already lightened,
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Chapter 8 : A hundred thousand times, Marken.
Serena woke with a start, sunlight streaming through the gauzy curtains, casting soft gold patterns across the bed. Her head felt heavy, her body sluggish. When she finally turned toward the clock on the bedside table, her heart sank—noon.The world outside was achingly bright. Through the open window drifted the faint scent of flowers and city air, mingling into something distant and unreal. She pressed a hand against her chest, feeling the faint, uneven rhythm of her heartbeat.Cornelius’s funeral should be over by now, she thought. How is Alexander? Did he really vanish somewhere like Matheo said?The thought tightened her throat. She should have been by Alexander’s side, standing beside him through grief, through loss—but she was here instead, trapped in this strange, suffocating place.The door suddenly burst open with a harsh clang. Marken’s alter ego—Matheo—stepped inside. His expression was calm, but his eyes gleamed with dark amusement when he saw her red-rimmed eyes.“Worrie
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Chapter 9 : Did you ever feel anything for me, Serena?
Half an hour later, Marken finally pushed himself up from the bed. His movements were slow, deliberate, as if each muscle resisted his command. When he opened the door, light spilled in from the hallway—a soft, golden beam that pierced the dimness of the room. He squinted against it, momentarily taken aback, almost as if he’d forgotten what light felt like.In the quiet of his mind, the other voice — his alter ego — gave a low, mocking laugh.“Look at you. Flinching at sunlight now?”Marken ignored it.He descended the stairs, one careful step at a time, his body trembling under its own weight. Below, Selena was still lying on the couch. Her hair was splayed across the pillow like black silk, her pale face turned toward the ceiling. She wasn’t asleep; her eyes were open, unfocused, as though lost somewhere far away.Suppressing the ache that gnawed at his spine, Marken gathered the used IV bottle and needle, placing them neatly in a trash bag before stepping outside to discard it. The
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* Marilyn * Chapter 10 : An ex boyfriend,
Hugo and Colton exchanged a brief nod before walking out together, the echo of their boots fading into the quiet hallway. Outside, the evening air hung heavy with the faint scent of rain and exhaust. A line of cars glimmered under the streetlights, their reflections rippling across wet pavement.Colton stopped near the curb, fishing a cigarette from his pocket. The metallic flick of his lighter broke the silence as he cupped the flame against the wind. Smoke curled upward, pale and restless, disappearing into the damp night.Hugo shoved his hands into his pockets and studied Colton’s expression. “What does this have to do with Marken?” he asked. “And why did he say all that nonsense just now?”Colton exhaled a slow stream of smoke, his face half-shadowed beneath the amber glow of the streetlight. “Wait until he sobers up,” he said evenly. “Then you can ask him yourself.”Hugo raised a brow, lips quirking in faint disbelief. “Since when did you become so good at keeping secrets?”Colto
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