บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife : บทที่ 511 - บทที่ 520

Abella and Charlotte sat together in the living room, relaxing in each other’s company. But Abella couldn’t ignore the question in her mind.“Why was your date cancelled? Did Dad say anything about it?” she asked, looking at Charlotte curiously.Charlotte sighed, shaking her head. “No. He didn’t say anything.”Before their conversation could continue, Anne and Sabrina entered the room. Seeing both girls together, they walked over. Sabrina wasted no time. “Charlotte, did you speak to Cillian Facci?”Charlotte shook her head. “No, Mom. I didn’t. Our assistants were handling all the arrangements. We were supposed to meet tonight, but Dad suddenly told me not to go. I have no idea what’s going on.”Sabrina’s gaze remained sharp. “Were you actually serious about marrying him?”Charlotte met her mother’s eyes and spoke firmly. “Mom, I wouldn’t joke about something this important. I wasn’t playing with anyone’s feelings.”Before Sabrina could respond, the room’s atmosphere shifted. Nathanie

Charlotte arrived in Mexico late at night. She had gotten the information she needed from Carter King and was now standing in the grand lobby of the hotel where Sebastian was staying. Taking a deep breath, she gathered her courage and walked up to the reception desk.“Hello, I’m here to see Sebastian King,” she said, her voice trying to sound cool and collected.The receptionist glanced up and asked politely, “Is Mr. King expecting you?”Charlotte shook her head. “No, he isn’t.”The receptionist frowned. “I’m sorry, Ma’am, but we can’t allow you to see him. Mr. King has given strict instructions not to be disturbed.” She added apologetically, “He is a special guest.”Charlotte’s expression remained composed, but her voice turned sharp. “I am his wife. I don’t think the ‘no disturb’ clause applies to me.”The receptionist hesitated. “Ma’am—”The poor receptionist was stuck in a mess. The woman seemed ordinary but from her posture, style and air, she could tell that the woman was someone

For some reason, Sebastian had to go and meet a client. It was a short meeting and he called the client in the hotel restaurants. While leaving the room, he left her a message that he would be back soon. When Sebastian returned, he found Charlotte dressed in his clothes—his white shirt and shorts fitting her perfectly, almost as if they were made for her. She sat on the couch to read something on her phone while sipping coffee. Her face looked tense, but the moment she noticed him, her features softened into a breathtaking smile.“Hi,” she greeted.His own lips curved into a smile as he walked toward her. “Hey there.” Without hesitation, he pulled her into a warm hug. “I’m sorry I had to leave you here alone.”As he held her, he caught the familiar scent of his body wash on her skin. His heart stuttered. “Someone took a bath,” he teased, pulling back just enough to meet her eyes. His deep steel-blue gaze locked onto her vibrant green ones.Charlotte smirked. “Are you really that happ

When Cillian arrived at his car, a woman reached out to hug him.He caught her hand before she could which made her hesitate."It was tiring," she said in a perfect British accent. She was a classic Italian beauty, her refined features framed by the elegance of her voice.Cillian responded in Italian. "Not now, Carina."She bit her lip, watching him with knowing eyes. Slowly, she reached for him again, her fingers trailing lightly over his sleeve while testing his resistance. After a moment, she whispered, "You know what? I will ask the driver to give us privacy, and I will make you forget about everything."The moment the car door shut behind them, Carina straddled him with her fingers slipping into his hair. Her lips ghosted over his tensed jaw."You are tense, Tesoro," she purred, her accent slipping between Italian and English, a seductive blend of the two. "Let me help."Cillian exhaled sharply when her lips met his, the taste of whiskey lingerd between them. He should have pushe

After finishing their meal, Sebastian and Charlotte decided to take a short walk together in the beautiful garden of the hotel. They had spent the last two days doing nothing but enjoying each other’s company, and now the fresh air felt nice.As they strolled, Charlotte noticed Sebastian repeatedly declining an incoming call.“Who keeps calling?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.Sebastian sighed, a small and helpless smile on his lips. “It’s my dad.”Charlotte frowned. “It might be something important.”He shook his head. “Trust me, it’s not.” He hesitated for a moment before adding, “Earlier today, he asked me about my plans, and I told him I was going out with you. Now he won’t stop calling and texting, trying to find out if we got back together. He is more excited than a kid on Christmas morning.”He does not know what to do about his father who seemed to be more interested in his relationship with Charlotte. His dad had been given his long lectures over the texts on how to win a wom