All Chapters of My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

ARIA’S POVNow that things between Adam and me seem to be on stable ground, another worry starts to creep into my mind—Adam’s business. The last few weeks have been a rollercoaster of emotions, from rediscovering our love to uncovering painful truths about the plane crash.But just as I thought we were settling into a new normal, I begin to notice signs of strain in Adam. He’s been distracted lately, his brow furrowed in concentration or worry whenever he thinks I’m not looking.One night, I wake up and realize that Adam is not beside me in bed. The room is silent except for the faint ticking of the clock, and the absence of his warmth makes the night feel colder. I slip out of bed and wrap a robe around myself, padding softly down the hallway to his study.The door is slightly ajar, and as I push it open, I see him sitting at his desk, his face buried in his hands as he massages his temples. Papers are scattered everywhere, a testament to his mounting frustration.“Adam?”I call soft

ARIA’S POVAfter my recovery, I find myself restless and eager to get back to work. I need something to occupy my mind, something to distract me from the constant whirlwind of thoughts that plague me since the accident. But every time I bring up the idea of returning to work, Adam and my family members gently discourage me. They remind me of the doctor's orders, insisting that I need to take time for myself, to rest and recover fully from the head injury.They mean well, I know that, but they don't understand how staying idle like this is slowly driving me crazy. My thoughts keep circling back to the gaps in my memory, to the pieces of my life that I can't quite put together. I feel like I'm grasping at shadows, trying to make sense of something that just slips through my fingers. The frustration of it all is unbearable.Adam, always trying to find a way to help, suggests I focus on my paintings instead. He reminds me that I have some unfinished pieces that I could work on. It’s a goo

ADAM’S POVI sit in my office, surrounded by the remnants of what was once a bustling, successful business. The silence is deafening, broken only by the rhythmic clicking of my pen against the desk. My mind is a whirlwind of confusion and anger. I can't believe what's happening. I mutter, almost pleading with the empty room."This can’t be happening. Not now, not after everything I've put into this."In just a week, everything has fallen apart. Projects that were supposed to secure my business’s future have been yanked away without any explanation. Contracts are suddenly terminated, and prospective clients have vanished. It feels like everything I've built is crumbling before my eyes, and I’m left grasping at the pieces, trying to hold them together.I grab my phone, my hands trembling slightly as I dial my assistant’s number. Each ring feels like an eternity, stretching out the already unbearable tension. When he finally answers, his voice is tight with concern."Any updates?""I’ve

ADAM’S POVThe morning light filters through the blinds, casting a warm glow over the office as I step inside. The contrast between the hectic, cluttered state of my workspace and the calm, clear-headed feeling within me is striking. Last night with Aria has reignited something in me—an energy and clarity that I desperately needed. I feel a renewed sense of purpose and determination as I sift through the day’s reports.These days, I need to be at the office. Hence, I prefer heading there to pursue my investigation. It’s best to be away from Aria, since I don’t want her to be worried. The more I delve into the financials and updates, the more I realize the gravity of our situation. It’s not just my company that’s struggling. Aria’s family businesses are also experiencing severe setbacks.It dawns on me that this isn’t just a series of unfortunate events; there’s a coordinated effort to destabilize us. The pattern becomes clear—our common adversary is systematically undermining us, driv

ARIA’S POV“Guys! It’s nice to see you!”Neal and Nathan are at our place today, their presence a comforting reminder of the strength of family ties. They have always been concerned about me, and today is no different.“Just passing by to see our lovely sister.”They say they’re here to check if I need anything, to see if I’m doing alright. I appreciate their concern, but I reassure them that I’m fine—actually, I’m more than fine. I’m alright and happy, and I want them to see that for themselves.We settle into the living room, the warmth of the space reflecting the familial bond that we share. We talk over tea and biscuits, our conversation flowing easily from one topic to another. We laugh about old memories, share updates on what’s been happening in our lives, and discuss plans for the future. For a while, it feels like things are back to normal, or at least as normal as they can be under the circumstances.The air is light, filled with a sense of ease that has been missing for a w