All Chapters of My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

ARIA’S POVSeeing Adam back to his usual self fills me with immense relief. The past few weeks have been challenging, with so much uncertainty hanging over us, and it’s been difficult to watch him struggle. But now, as I see the familiar spark in his eyes and the confidence in his smile, I can’t help but feel a surge of happiness. The weight that has been pressing down on us seems to have lifted, and for the first time in a while, I feel like everything might be okay.“All good, love?”I ask Adam about the turnaround in his business, and he grins at me, that old, charming grin that always makes my heart skip a beat. He explains that the quality of his materials was so good that the clients who had initially pulled their contracts were left with no choice but to come back to him. They realized they couldn’t find anything comparable elsewhere, and they had to return, practically begging to be taken back. He tells me how he cleverly ensured that all his materials on the market were made

ARIA’S POVWhen Adam comes home, I can't wait to tell him about my day. I mention that Regis was here, and we had a wonderful time together. I’m expecting him to be pleased, maybe even relieved to hear that I had such good company.But as soon as I mention Regis, I notice a change in Adam’s demeanor. His face flushes slightly, and there’s a tightness around his mouth that wasn’t there before. He comments, almost offhandedly."Oh, so now he comes to check if we are fine?"The tone of his voice is strange, almost sarcastic, and it catches me off guard. I wasn’t expecting such a reaction. I pause, trying to make sense of his words and the sudden shift in his mood. What does he mean by that?I ask him directly, trying to keep my voice calm."What do you mean, Adam?"I can see the conflict in his eyes, as if he's weighing whether or not to tell me what he’s really thinking. After a moment of hesitation, he shakes his head and dismisses it with a short."Leave it, it’s nothing."However, it

ADAM’S POVI am on top of the world right now. Aria is such a wonderful wife, lover, and life partner. Every day, she shows me a side of love and care that I never knew I needed. When I think of the way she packed lunch for me this morning, I can't help but feel overwhelmed by a wave of emotions. It’s such a simple gesture, yet it means the world to me. No one has ever taken care of me like this before.Growing up, I never had anyone who really went out of their way to show me this kind of affection. My mother wasn’t the nurturing type—she was always busy, always preoccupied with her own life and parties. I don't blame her; she had her reasons, and she did the best she could. But seeing how Aria looks after me with such thoughtfulness and attention makes me realize what I’ve been missing. It’s like she instinctively knows what I need, even when I don’t.As I sit at my desk, trying to focus on the tasks ahead, my mind keeps drifting back to Aria. I’m scared—terrified, actually—that whe

ADAM’S POVMy thoughts are consumed by Aria as I sit at my desk, replaying moments in my mind. The way she smiled this morning, the careful touch she put into packing my lunch, her effort to make everything seem so normal despite all the chaos around us. As I try to focus on my work, my assistant steps into the office, interrupting my thoughts. He holds a small envelope in his hand and tells me it has just arrived for me.There's no return address, no indication of where it came from, just my name written in bold letters. Intrigued and a bit wary, I take the envelope and open it right there in front of him. The envelope is thin, almost weightless, but the contents are heavy as lead. Inside, there is a single note, its message sharp and direct:“Did you think you could win? Your EX-wife will know the truth today.”The words hit me like a punch to the gut. For a moment, I just sit there, frozen, the paper trembling in my grasp. Then it all clicks—the urgency, the threat. My mind races,

ARIA’S POVIn the days that follow, everything feels different. There's a heaviness in the air, a tension that wasn't there before. Adam, once my steady rock, seems distant, his mind always elsewhere. His avoidance is obvious—he’s more withdrawn, quieter, and constantly on edge.I notice the way he skirts around me, his eyes clouded with worry. It’s not the usual stress from work; it’s something deeper, something more unsettling.He’s spending more time in his study, often closing the door behind him. It’s unusual because he has never been one to shut me out, but now, he’s making an effort to keep me away from whatever he’s doing in there. I’ve seen him jump when I knock, scrambling to hide papers or close his laptop. His protectiveness over what’s in that room is unnerving.At first, I thought it was just business, but the way he has been acting—almost scared—has me questioning everything. There are moments when I catch a glimpse of his face, and it’s as if he’s carrying the weight o