บททั้งหมดของ Caught Between the Billionaire and My Ex: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 6

The bar was filled with loud music, couples danced on the floor, and everyone enjoyed the atmosphere, but heaviness weighed on my heart. With a heavy heart, I approached the counter and ordered a fresh juice. Leaning on the counter, I suddenly witnessed a shocking scene: A strong and muscular man was dismissing a girl forcefully.I didn’t know why I got attracted to them, although it was normal here. But this guy has something that attracts me. Dark blond hair, almond-shaped eyes whose ice blue color was giving me a chill, strong cheekbones, short stubble, and full lips, with a slightly flat upper lip. Three buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing perfectly toned chest muscles, and the strictness on his face made him different and exceptionally handsome. I have to admit, he's the most handsome man I've ever seen. The man, he was a little familiar but I didn’t know him."I don't deal with used things like you; get away from me or I will kill you," he said with gritted teeth, an

Dragging my exhausted body back my apartment, I took a long, detailed look at this place where I’d lived for the past four years.Every corner held memories of Ethan and me—once so beautiful, now stabbing into my heart like a thousand sharp blades. I cried that night, cried for every moment I spent with him.I found a large cardboard box and, unable to sleep, spent the night erasing those remnants of happiness.There were slippers with our "cat and dog" love diary design, the matching couple mugs that fit together, the keychains that sensed each other within ten meters and a whole box of photos and portraits. These were once the only proof of our relationship, especially in those times when I felt insecure.Now, there was no need for any of it.Till morning I nearly cleared out the entire house. I even disposed of the furniture I’d chosen myself, leaving the place as it was when I first moved in—black and white, so minimalist that you could see the entire room in a single glance.Sudd

“Why didn’t he refuse?” I whispered to myself, staring at my reflection in the mirror. The wedding dress hugged my body perfectly, the lace shimmering under the soft light. My hair was neatly done, the veil draping over my shoulders. I looked like a bride, but I didn’t feel like one. After that encounter at the bar, I thought he’d want nothing to do with me, much less marry me.Every possibility I thought of only added to my unease. Was this some power play? A business move? A way to humiliate me further? I wanted to refuse this marriage but I couldn’t. My parents were extremely happy like this marriage was the best thing to ever happen to our family. I couldn’t refuse their happiness.My mother’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts.“Lena, try this one,” she said, holding up yet another veil. I nodded absentmindedly, letting her adjust it over my head.“You look beautiful,” she whispered, her eyes misty. I managed a small smile. It wasn’t the veil or the dress that bothered me. It wa