Semua Bab My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife: Bab 341 - Bab 350

ARIA’S POVI remember some fragments of the cause of our wedding. Now it makes sense why my family members aren't too keen on Adam and me being together, or why we didn’t have a proper grand wedding. The memories are blurry, but bits and pieces are starting to come back to me, like puzzle pieces slowly falling into place.Adam and I had been drugged, and we ended up sleeping together. I was a virgin, and I believe because of this, Adam decided to marry me. He’s always been honorable, someone who would do the right thing, but love? I’m not so sure. He says we were on our honeymoon when I had the accident, but there’s something in his eyes, a flicker of hesitation, that makes me think he’s hiding something very important from me.Yet, despite all this, I feel a strange sense of comfort and security with Adam. He’s always been the one to bring me solace, and I have always been in love with him, even if I didn’t know it back then. That night—whether it was out of duty or something more—br

NEAL’S POVThe day has finally arrived—Aria is getting discharged from the hospital. The atmosphere at home has been fraught with tension and unease, as discussions have revolved around where she should stay once she’s released.On one hand, we feel the burden of the truth that needs to be revealed, but on the other, we are acutely aware of the doctor’s warning about Aria’s fragile condition. The doctor made it clear that any attempt to force her memory back could be catastrophic, potentially fatal. This delicate balance has left everyone on edge, especially Nathan.“This guy! This Adam! Why does he have to be in the picture?”Nathan's anger has been simmering just below the surface, his frustration evident in every movement and glance. He’s convinced that Adam will exploit Aria’s amnesia, and if it weren’t for the restraint imposed by his father and brother, Nathan might have already revealed the truth.The idea of watching Aria live in a false reality, one where she believes her lif

ARIA’S POVAfter a few minutes of sitting in silence, my curiosity gets the better of me, and I switch the TV back on. There's something unsettling about the way I turned it off so abruptly, and I can't shake the feeling that I need to understand what I was seeing.The screen flickers to life, and almost immediately, a news report fills the room. They're talking about someone named Ethan Mitchell, who is lost at sea along with others. The camera shows a somber-faced reporter standing on the shore, speaking about the desperate search efforts and the slim chances of survival.The name Ethan Mitchell doesn’t immediately ring any bells, but there’s a nagging sensation at the back of my mind, like I should know who he is. I try to push the thought away, telling myself that it’s just the after-effects of the accident making me feel uneasy.The doctor warned me that the trauma and impact on my head were severe, that I needed to take things easy and not strain myself trying to remember every

ARIA’S POVHaving my family over for dinner feels like a breath of fresh air. The house is filled with laughter and warmth, and for the first time in a long while, everything seems perfect. Neal, Nathan, Dad, and Stella all seem relieved to see me happy, their earlier worries seemingly eased by the sight of me enjoying myself. It’s a comforting feeling, knowing that they are here with me, sharing in this moment of normalcy after all that has happened.“It’s so nice to see you recovering.”“It’s thanks to Adam and his care and all of your support.”As we settle around the dining table, I find myself reminiscing about the good times I used to have with Stella. I turn to her and tell her how much I miss our shopping trips together, the way we used to spend entire afternoons browsing through stores, laughing over the silliest things.“I miss our shopping spree, Stella… Ha! Ha!”She smiles warmly and tells me she misses it too. Adam, ever the thoughtful husband, immediately suggests that w

ARIA’S POVJust when I thought our day at Brooklyn Beats had come to an end, Adam has one more surprise up his sleeve. As we walk hand in hand through the park, he suddenly stops and turns to me, a playful smile on his lips.“You forgot about dinner?”Oh, yeah. How can I forget about dinner? We only had light snacks, but I wasn’t expecting Adam to arrange for dinner.I nod eagerly, thinking of how perfect this day has been. But what he proposes next leaves me speechless; "Rooftop Eats."I’ve seen of this place when he had asked me to choose the place for today— a rooftop dining area where the city’s skyline becomes the backdrop to every meal. With diverse food options ranging from classic New York-style pizza to gourmet hot dogs, it’s the kind of place that feels both familiar and special. As we make our way to the rooftop, I feel a growing sense of anticipation. The sun is setting, casting a warm, golden light over everything, and the view of the river and the city beyond is breathta