Semua Bab Nelson de Vedra: The Outcast Billionaire: Bab 161 - Bab 167

DIEGO I couldn’t stop looking at my wife, who had already drifted off while I was getting dressed. Her breathing was soft, peaceful, almost fragile; the memory of her tears earlier hit me all over again. I hated seeing her hurt. I hated that she caught on so easily to something I didn’t want to admit even to myself. I didn’t realize my guard had slipped that much.The truth is, I wasn’t planning to tell her anything. I was ready to swallow my jealousy, pretend it didn’t matter, pretend I was above it. I thought keeping quiet was better than stirring up old ghosts.But jealousy doesn’t listen. It clings to the most irrational parts of you.Even after everything that man did to her, after the trauma, after the damage—there I was, still feeling a sting because I knew how deeply she once loved him. I saw how she fell apart back then. I heard his name from her lips again and again when she was breaking. That was why I left. That was why I stepped aside. Loving her meant letting her heal w

VIANNA MAY POVI froze when I saw Romeo’s parents outside the gate.I did not want them inside. I did not want their voices, their faces, or their grief pressed against mine. But I could not turn away people who had once been kind to me.Respect… only that.My chest tightened as I stood there. I saw their burden, yes, but memory surged faster. Everything Romeo had done to me came back at once.All of it.I should have walked away. I should have refused to listen. Whatever happened to their son no longer mattered to me. Facing them was not forgiveness. It was courtesy.They were wrong to come. Wrong to ask for help. They tore open something that had barely begun to scar. If they had paused to think about how I would feel instead of clinging to their own pain, they would have stayed away.My heart did not soften. It hardened.We were finally learning how to forget, and they dragged everything back.I punched the pillow in my arms until my strength gave out. When I stopped, the room felt

DIEGO POVI could not stop smiling as I watched my wife’s chubby cheeks. I pressed kisses to them again and again, but she still refused to wake up.“My wife… wake up,” I coaxed, gently pinching her cheeks. Her face had filled out along with her belly.“My wife, we’re going to be late for your OB appointment,” I added, tapping her shoulder.Nothing.She had grown lazier these days. Ever since she gained weight, moving had become optional.If I did not make her walk every morning, she would match the water drum on the island.She was already full-term. That was why today’s appointment mattered. Of all days, she chose today to be extra stubborn.Time really flew. It felt like yesterday when we found out she was pregnant. I even spent two months sleeping on the floor because she could not stand my smell. She did not want me beside her, but she also did not want me out of sight.“So you really don’t want to wake up,” I whispered, rubbing her belly before nibbling her ear. I even sucked on