All Chapters of Chased by my Billionaire Ex-Husband : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

SIENNAThe very next morning, we caught the first plane back to New York City. As soon as we arrived, we didn’t waste a second and headed straight to Roman’s mansion.I kept my anger bottled up the entire time. I was burning to see Sabrina. Burning to claw her eyes out with my nails, and make her pay for everything she’d done.To think that this witch didn’t only cause Roman’s accident and pretend to be me, she stole my baby too!My baby.And that baby… was Riley?How had I not known? How did I miss something so important? We’d all lived under the same roof, and I never once suspected a thing. But now that I was thinking about it, I realized the painful truth.I had never looked closely at Riley. I had never truly ‘seen’ her. Livvy had Roman’s face. That was easy to see. But Riley had my eyes. How could I have missed that?Tears stung my eyes again. I wanted to slap myself, hard. Again and again. I was the worst mother ever. I didn’t deserve either of them—Livvy or Riley.“Welcome bac

SIENNA That afternoon, the police came by. While Roman was busy talking to them and explaining everything, I sat quietly on the bottom step of the staircase with Livvy on my lap. Her small head rested against my chest.I couldn’t stop thinking about Riley. I was sick with worry, scared out of my mind for her safety and still struggling to fully accept the truth that she was my daughter. My daughter. How had I not seen it? How had I missed it all this time?No matter how hard I tried to stay calm, the guilt kept eating away at me and I kept blaming myself for failing to recognize her all this while.All I wanted now was for Sabrina to be found and arrested. For Riley to be brought back home safely. I wanted to hold her, hear her voice, see her smile, and tell her everything I never got the chance to say. I wanted to be the mother I had never been.“Mommy?” Livvy’s soft voice broke through my thoughts as she lifted her head and looked at me.“Hey, sweetheart,” I said with a tired smile

JULIANI dialed the number carefully, standing inside the phone booth, the cold receiver pressed tightly against my ear. My eyes scanned the empty street around me as the phone rang once… twice… three times.By the fourth ring, I was already giving up—ready to hang up and call it a failed attempt. Then, finally, she picked up picked up.“Hello?” I said quickly, tension climbing my spine. “Sabrina… hey.”There was silence on the other end. Of course, she was being cautious.“It’s me,” I added. “Julian.”A pause. Then, finally, her cold and calm voice came.“Julian. Why are you calling me?”“How have you been?” I asked, trying to sound casual even though my nerves were a mess.“That’s none of your business,” she replied flatly. “If you don’t have anything important to say, I’m hanging up. I’m busy.”“Wait—wait, please.” I said quickly, panicked. I heard her annoyed sigh.“Roman… found a pregnancy test in your room,” I said as I instinctively reached up to touch the healing cut on the si

JULIANI took a deep breath and knocked gently on the wooden door of the cabin. As I waited for the door to be answered, I glanced around the area. The place was hidden deep in an abandoned part of the woods—quiet, isolated, and far from anything familiar.After a moment, the door creaked open. Sabrina stood before me, calm as ever, with a blank look on her face. She raised an eyebrow at me but didn’t say a word.“Hi.” I greeted, trying to steady my nerves. My jaw tightened slightly.She didn’t respond. She just stared for a bit longer, then let out a long sigh and stepped aside, allowing me to enter. I walked in slowly, glancing around for any sign of Riley, but she wasn’t anywhere in sight.“Didn’t know you had a cabin out here.” I said, turning toward her.She shrugged as she walked over to an antique wooden chair and sat down. Quietly, she grabbed the TV remote, turned on the television, and started watching a drama. There was a half-full bowl of cereal in front of her on a small

SIENNA“When did Roman say he’d be here?” Candice asked, catching me sneaking another glance at my wristwatch. I was sitting on the couch, quietly waiting for Roman to show up. Candice sat beside me, sipping chocolate tea from her ceramic mug, her eyes focused on the reality TV show playing on the wide screen in front of us.Ethan was at the small bar in the corner of the living room, gently dusting his collection of wine bottles like they were made of gold.“Any moment now.” I replied. Roman had insisted on coming to pick me up himself—for “security reasons,” as he’d put it. I didn’t argue with him because I understood his fear completely. Even I was afraid for his safety too.“Overprotective much?” Ethan said with a smirk, glancing over his shoulder. I rolled my eyes, but smiled. Despite everything going on, Ethan still managed to keep things light. I appreciated that more than I could say.Suddenly, the doorbell rang. We all turned toward the front door. I was sure it had to be R