All Chapters of Rejected Ex-Wife Returns As A CEO: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter Thirty-OneThe next morning, Sofia barely slept.The betrayal gnawed at her, hollowing her out in ways she hadn’t felt in years.Her father.Her own blood, testifying against her.And now, Chloe was closer than ever to getting exactly what she wanted.The twins.She sat by the window, clutching a steaming cup of coffee she hadn’t touched. The city sprawled beneath her, but the view felt blurred, distant.The ache in her chest only deepened when her phone buzzed.Aaron.She hesitated, but finally answered.“Did you know?”His voice was calm, steady—but there was a roughness behind it.“I just found out last night. I didn’t want to wake you. But we need to talk, Sofia. Now.”Her chest tightened.“Is there something you’re not telling me, Aaron?”A beat of silence.Then—“Let me come over. Please. It’s better if we discuss this in person.”Sofia’s Penthouse – One Hour LaterAaron arrived looking every inch the ruthless billionaire.Dark tailored suit. Rain-dampened hair. A storm

Chapter Thirty-ThreeThe silence that followed James’s retraction was deafening.Chloe’s mask had shattered completely, her perfectly composed façade twisting into something far uglier—rage.Her attorney scrambled to recover, whispering furiously into her ear, but the damage was already done.James had not only retracted his statement—he had exposed her lies.The judge’s sharp gaze narrowed.“Mr. Warrington, are you stating under oath that your previous claims were influenced by external manipulation?”James nodded, his voice thick with emotion.“Yes, Your Honor. I was manipulated by Miss Kingston under false pretenses. I deeply regret my involvement and the harm it caused my daughter.”Chloe shot to her feet.“Objection!” she snapped, her voice losing its calm edge. “This is a dramatic display meant to discredit my concerns for the children’s safety!”The judge held up a hand, silencing her.“Sit down, Miss Kingston. You will have your turn to speak. I am more concerned with the cred

Chapter Thirty-FiveSofia hadn’t slept.The letter sat unfinished on her bedside table, words half-written but impossible to complete.How did you explain heartbreak so profound it had reshaped who you were?How did you write a letter to a man who had once broken you—yet now made you feel safer than you had in years?She stared at the paper, the words smudged from where she had pressed too hard with the pen.“You left me when I needed you most.”“You didn’t fight for me. For us.”“I’m scared you’ll break me again.”But the hardest part?She wasn’t just scared of him breaking her.She was scared of herself—scared of the way she still felt drawn to him. Scared of how desperately she wanted to trust him again.A soft knock echoed through the penthouse.Sofia’s pulse spiked.It was late. Too late for anyone but Aaron.She opened the door, heart pounding in her chest.And there he was.Rain-soaked again, his suit slightly wrinkled as if he had been pacing for hours.But his face—Exhausted

Chapter Thirty-SevenThe next morning, Sofia sat at the breakfast table with Liam and Aria, trying to mask the storm inside her chest with a smile she didn’t quite feel.The twins were giggling as they poked at their pancake towers, syrup dripping onto the plates.For a moment, it was peaceful.But peace didn’t last.Not with Chloe lurking in the shadows.The headlines hadn’t slowed. The press was still feasting on the scandal Chloe had unleashed, and Sofia knew it was only a matter of time before they dug deeper.Before they came for her children.Her phone buzzed.Aaron.She stared at the screen for a long moment.They hadn’t spoken since his visit last night. Since his letter.Since she told him she wasn’t sure she could trust him.But he hadn’t stopped.The message was short.“Turn on the news. Trust me.”Her stomach clenched.But she reached for the remote anyway.The screen blinked to life.A live press conference.Lucas.Standing in front of Kingston Enterprises’ headquarters,

Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Walls Crumble Sofia’s breath was uneven, her heart still racing from the kiss that had left her shaken to the core. Aaron stood just inches away, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his eyes searching hers like he was trying to figure out if he’d just crossed a line. And maybe he had. Because the heat, the tension between them— It was dangerous. Unforgiving. “I—” Sofia started, but her voice caught. She was still trembling, her lips tingling from the feel of his kiss. Aaron stepped back, as if forcing himself to give her space. His jaw tightened, hands clenching at his sides. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, his voice thick with regret. “I shouldn’t have—” Sofia shook her head, blinking rapidly, fighting the emotions swirling inside her. “No, Aaron… it wasn’t just you.” His gaze softened. But that only made it worse. Because he was looking at her like she was something fragile. And she didn’t feel fragile. She felt conflicted. And scared. Scared t