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Chapter 11 : I’m taking her away.
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The Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife II Chapter 37 : I want to take you back.
Back in the car, Serena finally turned on her phone.Several unread messages from Alexander lit up the screen.[My head is still dizzy, but I have an international meeting tonight.][Are you planning to ignore me forever?][Since Grandpa passed away, you haven’t visited his grave. How about tomorrow?]Her fingers paused.She could ignore the first two. She had been doing that for days already.But the last message pressed down on her chest like a weight.Tomorrow was Saturday.After a long moment, Serena typed a short reply.[10 a.m. tomorrow.]On the other end, Alexander had assumed the vibration was just another system notification. He glanced at his phone absentmindedly—then froze.The documents in his hand nearly slipped from his fingers.He stared at her reply for several seconds, as if afraid it might disappear if he blinked.[Okay!]The single word looked almost childish on his screen.He immediately followed up.[I know it wasn’t you who did that to Grandpa. I was just too ang
The Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife II Chapter 36 : I admit, I was curious how you could stand him.
Marken’s alter ego—the man seated before him—tilted his head back with an easy confidence, exhaling smoke from a half-finished cigarette. The gesture was almost lazy, but the look in his eyes betrayed a sharpened edge, the kind honed through years of surviving chaos. He was nothing like the Marken Vanderbilt that the world remembered.The original Marken had been refined, soft-spoken, almost scholarly in demeanor. This man, however, radiated danger—a creature reborn from the ashes of death.Marken had been presumed dead for nearly seven years. Renzo had spent months quietly investigating the Vanderbilt family, confirming rumors that someone had been posing as Marken’s surviving heir. But when he finally saw this man in person—so strikingly similar to Alexander Vanderbilt—it left little doubt.Marken Vanderbilt was alive.Or at least, a version of him was.The alter ego smirked faintly, picking up his wine once more and letting the liquid roll against the rim before taking a sip. He st
The Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife II Chapter 35 : Mrs. Reinaldi, have you still not found your sister?
After hanging up, Alexander stepped into his Manhattan villa. The house was quiet, the kind of silence that felt almost accusatory. He went straight to his room, showered under scalding water until the steam fogged the mirror, and then—without hesitation—blocked all of Chiara’s phone numbers.When he finally collapsed onto the bed, his hand instinctively reached toward the other side, as if expecting someone to be there. But his fingers met only the cool, empty sheet. A faint ache tugged at his chest. He brushed his fingertips over his lips—still faintly remembering the taste of rain and Serena.At least he’d kissed her tonight. For that alone, getting drenched had been worth it.But sleep refused to come. After a few minutes of tossing in bed, he got up, restless, and went back into the bathroom. He turned the water tap to the coldest setting and stepped into the bathtub. The icy shock bit into his skin, a punishment and a release all at once. He stayed there the whole night, submerg
The Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife II Chapter 34 : Now that I’ve tried, I’ve realized something. I still like Serena.
Half an hour later, Edmund’s car rolled to a stop at the gated entrance of Manhattan Villa, its tires crunching softly over the gravel driveway. The night was unusually quiet, thick with tension. Before the engine had even gone cold, Edmund’s phone lit up — Alexander was calling.Serena, utterly drained from days of overtime and the emotional chaos of the evening, had fallen asleep in the passenger seat. Her head rested gently against the window, moonlight tracing the faint outline of her lashes.When Alexander arrived and opened the car door, the sight that greeted him made him pause. Serena, fast asleep, her expression unguarded, almost fragile. His eyes hardened, shifting to Edmund.“Why is she in your car?” Alexander’s voice was clipped, his tone cool but edged with suspicion.Edmund didn’t even flinch. “Someone tried to kill her. A professional assassin — the kind that never misses. If she dies, Miriam will think it was me.”The admission was bitter. He wasn’t here out of loyalty
The Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife II Chapter 33 : I can’t decide who she loves.
Edmund was speechless. His throat tightened as if an invisible hand were crushing his heart.Across from him, Serena stayed silent. She could read Miriam too well to be fooled by her theatrics. Miriam wouldn’t truly harm herself—not yet. She had made a promise: to finish the film, to reverse the tide of public opinion. She wouldn’t abandon that before it was done.Still, the sight of her trembling hand and pale face made Edmund’s eyes redden. His lips parted, but no sound came out. For the first time, the weight of what he had done to her pressed down with unbearable force.He had always believed she loved him more than anything—that her world revolved around him. How arrogant he had been.Perhaps once, a younger, naive Miriam had truly believed in fairytale happiness. But that girl had died the day her parents did.Now, in this cold silence, Edmund felt an ache that bordered on self-loathing. He regretted everything—his cruelty, his silence, his deception. He should have told her who
The Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife II Chapter 32 : Better than you ever did,
The penthouse was cloaked in silence, save for the rhythmic ticking of a marble clock and the faint hum of the city below. Chiara sat curled on the cream velvet sofa, her expression dark and brooding. Ever since returning from dinner, her mood had soured like spoiled wine.Alexander.Even now, he couldn’t let go of her. Serena. That woman’s name alone made Chiara’s blood run cold. As long as Serena existed, Alexander would never truly belong to her.Her jaw tightened. Then she has to disappear.Without hesitation, Chiara grabbed her phone and dialed her father’s private number.The call connected almost immediately.“Chiara,” came Stefano’s deep, steady voice on the other end.“Dad,” she said, her tone softening just slightly, “can you come to New York? Has Renzo told you that I want to marry Alexander? If you come here yourself, he’ll have no reason to refuse me. Please, Dad—I can’t wait any longer.”There was a pause. The faint rustle of papers, the distant murmur of aides in the ba
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