บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife : บทที่ 481 - บทที่ 490

The morning came, and Leon, who had stayed up late, woke up equally late. As he stirred awake, his eyes landed on Sia seated at the breakfast table, indulging in her morning sugar rush. Her plate held an extra-sweet coffee paired with some fruit on the side which was an attempt at balance that he found amusing but chose not to comment on. She had peculiar tastes, and if sugar was her thing, so be it. She knew her limits.He liked seeing her enjoying her life finally. Life was never smooth when it came to her. She had her fair share of struggled. Not just fair share but abundance of struggles. It was only after her life threatening accident that she began living her life to the fullest and not just working on autopilot. “Good morning, sunshine,” she greeted him with a bright smile.He groaned softly, walking over to her and wrapping her in a warm hug from behind. Resting his head on her shoulder, he complained, “You left me all alone in bed.”She chuckled lightly, patting his cheek a

Sebastian stared at his phone. It had been three days since he had texted Charlotte, but she hadn’t replied. He told himself she was probably busy with work and might have forgotten to check her messages. Deciding to try again, he sent another text.But the silence continued.By the end of the day, frustration had settled in and left him restless.At the dinner table, Carter spoke up. “I’m going to Mexico this weekend.”Seraphina frowned. “What about your health? Are you sure you can handle this trip?”“It’s an important matter,” Carter said firmly. “Mr Roudgreiz was the one who helped me build my business after I left the King family. Now that I have surpassed their entire fortune, I can’t turn my back on my benefactor when she needs me.”Carter’s story with the King family was another sad tale of his life that ruined everything but he never liked to talk about it with his kids and he did not wish to make them feel guilty. Seraphina pressed further. “Dad, your health isn’t good. The

Callum was in the lab when Abella called him. These days, he had been refusing gatherings at home which was a convenient way to avoid Estelle. Seeing her was unbearable for him. Each encounter was a reminder of the betrayal that would devastate Ronan if he ever discovered the truth that his wife and cousin had a one-night stand.When Callum first met Estelle, she seemed like the most fascinating woman he had ever known. She was beautiful, intriguing, intelligent, and so passionately driven by the things she loved. But the magic of that night shattered when she vanished the next morning, leaving him with no address, no contact and nothing. It was as if their connection had been nothing more than an illusion.And then, he saw her again. Standing in his own house by Ronan’s side as his wife. The heartbreak was indescribable. What could be more devastating than realizing the woman who had once enchanted him now belonged to someone else? Someone he cared about deeply. Anger replaced longi

Today, Alisha organised a picnic for the whole family, hoping to bring everyone together for a fun and relaxing day. The atmosphere was filled with joy as everyone enjoyed the beautiful weather. The boys and girls were enthusiastically playing basketball, running around and laughing, while Anne, Emery, Ellora, and Estelle chose to sit on the side and watch the action from afar. Ellora and Emery were both deeply engrossed in a conversation with Estelle about pregnancy. Ellora shared her personal experiences while speaking about the joys and challenges she had faced while being pregnant with her three children, while Emery took a more serious tone by providing medical advice and explaining what Estelle should be careful about during this special time.Anne who had been observing the situation couldn’t help but feel that they were overwhelming Estelle with too much information. "You are overwhelming her," she commented, glancing at Emery. "Why are you so worried about her? She is a doct

On one side of the house, Emery was sobbing uncontrollably while her grief was pouring out as she struggled to process the loss. Her face was streaked with tears and her body was shaking with emotion. She felt heartbroken for the loss of the baby and the dream of becoming a grandmother ripped away from her in an instant.Meanwhile, across the room, Sia was also crying while her arms were wrapped tightly around Leon. Her tears fell silently but the pain was deep and far beyond what anyone could see. Her past traumas were crashing to the surface and it was more intense than anything she had ever dealt with before. Sia had lost children—too many children. Multiple miscarriages had scarred her, and she had been forced to undergo abortions each one of the memories leaving a wound that had never fully healed. She had always longed to be a mother, to experience the joy and love of raising children, but Matthew’s cruelty had turned that dream into a nightmare. His constant episodes of cruelt