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Penulis: sheilla
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-27 17:55:17

Dear Amazing Readers, again 😊🤍

If you are here, it means you stayed.

You read through the pain, the mistakes, the love that came too late, and you wondered ‘what happens after?’

This sequel is not about starting over.

It is about consequences, healing, and the kind of love that must fight its way back from regret.

Some wounds don’t close easily.

Some apologies arrive too late.

And some stories are not meant to end quietly.

Thank you for walking into this next chapter with me.

Too Late for Sorry, Mr. Billionaire (My Ex-Wife's New Man)

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Nisa Davis
I hope this means giving her the love she deserves, not making that man baby palatable again. He doesn’t deserve another chance. Anyone, however many, but Adrian…
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Maria Mendoza
so meaning Adrian and Amelia is not going to end together??? thank u author then I'll just stop here (⁠｡⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠)
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  • Too Late for Sorry, Mr. Billionaire (Chasing my Wife Back)   121

    SHANTEL was hot—angry, annoyed to the bones.She sat on the edge of her bed, one leg bouncing impatiently while her fingers scrolled endlessly through her phone. Every few seconds she would stop, curse under her breath, and then begin again. Her messy desk beside the window had become the next victim of her frustration. She rummaged through the stack of papers scattered across it, flipping documents aside carelessly.Outside her door, her sister had not stopped knocking.“Shantel! Open this door!”The knocking grew harder.“I know you can hear me there!”Shantel rolled her eyes dramatically, ignoring it. The noise grated on her nerves, but she refused to give Tiana the satisfaction of a response. Not now. Not when her mind was boiling with far more important matters.Amelia.Shantel clenched her jaw.That woman was far more troublesome than she had expected.The text replayed in her mind like an annoying echo. Sounding in that calm voice of Amelia. The text had claimed she didn’t beli

  • Too Late for Sorry, Mr. Billionaire (Chasing my Wife Back)   120

    THE front door opened with a soft creak.Shantel stepped into the living room with the relaxed confidence of someone returning from a successful outing. A faint smile lingered on her lips, and she tossed her sunglasses casually onto the center table before slipping off her heels.She stretched her arms lazily.“What a day,” she murmured to herself.But the moment she lifted her head, she saw Tiana standing in the middle of the living room, arms folded tightly across her chest.Her younger sister had clearly been waiting.Shantel sighed softly.“Oh please,” she muttered. “Don’t tell me you are still on that.”Tiana’s expression hardened immediately.“Still on that?” she repeated incredulously. “Still on that?”She took a few steps forward.“You disappeared for hours telling me you were going to celebrate your ‘small wins,’ and you come back here acting like nothing happened?”Shantel casually walked past her and sank gracefully onto the couch.“Tiana,” she said lazily, crossing her leg

  • Too Late for Sorry, Mr. Billionaire (Chasing my Wife Back)   119

    MARCUS'S apartment had not seen this much laughter in a long time.The three men sat around the center table in the living room, bottles and glasses scattered around as music played softly in the background. The earlier tension that had once defined their gatherings had completely disappeared.An old football match was playing on the 24 inches screen but they weren't looking at it. They were more engrossed in something else.Tonight felt different.Charles leaned back comfortably on the couch, a wide grin plastered across his face as he raised his glass.“For survival!” he declared.Marcus and Julian chuckled before clinking their glasses with his.“For survival,” Marcus repeated.Julian shook his head, amused.“You look like someone who just escaped prison.”Charles laughed loudly.“Because that is exactly what it felt like,” he replied. “Man, you guys have no idea how relieved I am.”Marcus leaned forward slightly.“Oh, we have an idea.”Charles took another sip of his drink and sho

  • Too Late for Sorry, Mr. Billionaire (Chasing my Wife Back)   118

    AMELIA slammed the book shut with a loud thud that echoed across the quiet study.“The part I don't seem to get is why she would go that far just to get what she wants,” she said sharply, irritation dripping from every word.She paced to the other side of the desk, her heels clicking against the polished floor.Ryan sat across from her, leaning back in the chair, his fingers laced together as he listened carefully.Amelia shook her head.“Go as far as tracing a child you abandoned… not to reconcile, not to fix your mistakes… but to use her as leverage for your evil mischief.” She scoffed. “What kind of women raised these mothers?”Ryan sighed deeply.“Some people just don't have a conscience,” he muttered.Amelia slammed the book on the desk again as if it had personally offended her.“The worst part of it all,” she continued angrily, “is that she still hasn't even gotten the courage to show up!”She stopped pacing and faced Ryan.“But she is already using the girl as leverage when sh

  • Too Late for Sorry, Mr. Billionaire (Chasing my Wife Back)   117

    FIONA gasped loudly.“Goodness gracious!”For a moment, neither of them spoke.The living room suddenly felt smaller, heavier, as though the air itself had thickened. Fiona slowly leaned back into the sofa, shaking her head in disbelief while Vivian sat there staring blankly at the floor.“This is bad,” Fiona finally muttered.Vivian let out a hollow laugh.“Bad huh?” she repeated quietly.Fiona rubbed her forehead as if trying to wipe away the entire situation.“Yes, bad. Very bad.” She leaned forward again, her voice lowering with worry. “I don’t like this energy at all, Vivian. I don’t like it one bit.”Vivian remained silent.Fiona continued, shaking her head slowly.“Of all the people in the world… it had to be him?” she said. “Your past and your present sitting at the same table? That is not nice at all.”Vivian’s lips trembled faintly.“My messy past and my present,” she added with emphasis.Vivian closed her eyes briefly.“I knew it,” she murmured.Fiona frowned.“Knew what?”

  • Too Late for Sorry, Mr. Billionaire (Chasing my Wife Back)   116

    VIVIAN returned home two days after she had left.The small gate clicked shut behind her as she dragged her pink coloured small suitcase through the veranda. The afternoon sun was still hanging lazily in the sky, casting long shadows across the tiled floor of the veranda. From the sitting room window, Fiona had already spotted her.The moment the door opened, Fiona sprang up from the couch, excitement lighting up her face.“Finally!” she exclaimed, hurrying toward the door. “Madam Vale has returned from her romantic getaway.”Vivian forced a small smile as she stepped inside, placing her bag beside the wall. Her movements were slow, almost mechanical.Fiona paused. Something was off.She had expected Vivian to walk in glowing with happiness— the kind of happiness that usually followed spending two whole days with a rich, attentive boyfriend. Vivian normally would have been talking nonstop already, laughing, showing pictures, flaunting gifts.But instead, she looked… drained.Her shoul

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