Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife: Kabanata 391 - Kabanata 400

ARIA’S POVAs I arrive at my dad’s house, dragging my luggage behind me, I feel a wave of exhaustion wash over me. I can barely keep myself upright, the weight of everything that has happened pressing down on my shoulders.The moment I step inside, my dad looks up from his spot on the couch, his eyes widening in surprise. He’s completely taken aback, his usual calm demeanor replaced with concern as he sees the state I’m in. Nathan and Neal are also there, lounging in the living room, and their expressions quickly shift to worry the moment they see me.I don’t even have to say a word before they are all on their feet, rushing over to me, their faces etched with anxiety. They’re asking me questions, one after another, their voices blending together in a chaotic blur.“Why is your face so ashen?”“What happened, Aria?”“What’s with the luggage?”Their concern is obvious, and for a moment, I feel overwhelmed by it all. I’ve been holding everything together for so long, trying to keep up t

ADAM’S POVAria left. The door barely made a sound as it closed behind her, but it might as well have been a thunderclap, echoing through the empty hallways of our home and reverberating deep inside me. I couldn’t hold her back. I didn’t even have the words.They were tangled up somewhere between my heart and my throat, caught in the tempest of emotions raging inside me. The silence that followed was deafening, a stark contrast to the vibrant life we had been building together in this house. It’s as if everything that was good, everything that mattered, had been snatched away in an instant.The pain is unbearable, a deep, searing ache that tears my heart apart. It’s a feeling I’ve never known before, like a hurricane has come and devastated my world, sweeping away all that was precious to me. I always feared this day would come, the day when she’d remember everything and realize the truth I had tried so hard to hide.I thought I could keep her by my side forever, make her happy enough

ARIA’S POVI meet Stella at our regular café, a familiar place that holds countless memories of laughter, secrets, and support. As I walk in, the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee greets me, momentarily easing the tension in my chest. I spot Stella at our usual table by the window, her eyes scanning the door anxiously. When she sees me, her face breaks into a tentative smile, though I can sense the concern lurking just beneath the surface.As I sit down, we exchange the usual pleasantries, but there’s an unspoken heaviness between us, a shared understanding that today’s conversation will be different from our usual lighthearted chats. I take a deep breath, steadying myself, and then I begin to tell her everything. I explain how, miraculously, I’ve regained my memory, how the fog that had clouded my mind for so long has finally lifted. I share the details of the envelope I received, the divorce papers, the letter, the damning evidence that exposed Adam’s deceit.Stella listens

EVAN’S POVI look at my wife with a mix of triumph and frustration. I say, my voice steady but charged with emotion.“We’ve done it. We managed to separate Adam and Aria.”But this isn’t the end. We’re not finished with them yet. Aria might have regained her memory, or she might be playing some kind of game. We don’t know for sure. What we do know is that she’s out of Adam Miller’s house, and that makes her more vulnerable.My wife’s eyes narrow, her anger barely concealed, she agrees, her voice cold and resolute.“Yes, she’s vulnerable now. But we need to understand what she’s up to.”While she was with Ethan, she was still entangled with Adam despite their divorce. Clearly, there was something brewing between them, and Ethan ended up being the casualty. It’s like he’s always getting involved with the wrong women. First, Lydia, the gold digger, and now Aria. She might be a billionaire, but she’s played with his life, and now she’s just moving on like nothing happened.I feel a tight

ARIA’S POVReturning to the office after weeks away, I'm immediately swept up in a whirlwind of greetings and well-wishes. My team has arranged a small welcome-back party, complete with balloons, a cake, and cheerful music.It’s heartening to see everyone so happy to have me back, and I can’t help but smile at the warmth in the room. I make my way through the crowd, exchanging hugs and handshakes, grateful for the support that has been waiting for me during my absence.As the party continues around me, I settle into my office and begin sifting through the stacks of reports and documents that have piled up in my absence. To my relief, the team has managed everything brilliantly while I was away.It’s clear they’ve gone above and beyond to ensure the business continues to run smoothly, and I feel a surge of pride in my colleagues. It feels good to be back, surrounded by familiar faces and the hum of a bustling workplace.Just as I’m starting to get into a rhythm, my phone buzzes on the