All Chapters of Billionaire's Famous Lawyer Ex-Wife: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

After she asked, she quietly waited for Calvin’s answer.But Calvin didn’t say a word.Time stretched endlessly, a vicious pause between them.The silence was like a chasm, completely decimating the rickety trestle between them.Adriana inhaled feebly, gently, worried she might die if she didn’t breathe.“That day, I was with my brother. We had just arrived abroad and were unfamiliar with the country. My brother was trying to find a job, but he was always rejected. He was in a bad mood, so I suggested we go for a drive to blow off some steam.”Adriana didn’t mention that the car was a rental.“We turned around and prepared to go back to the place where we were staying. Just as we were about to get in the car, a group of people suddenly rushed over, shouting my brother’s name and demanding that he go with them. They looked dangerous. Of course, my brother refused, and they started hitting people. I was terrified. It was nighttime in a foreign country—there was no one on the road, no wa

Carson didn’t dare make another sound. Instead, like a wooden statue, he sat silently, resting his chin on his hand as he watched her sleep.How can anyone look so beautiful?Even sick and fragile, she looked stunning.She slept peacefully—no arguments, no defiance, no stabbing remarks—gentle as a delicate canary.Carson selfishly wished he could hide her away, keep her to himself, and never let anyone else see her.But he wasn’t like that heartless man who just stood and watched things fall apart.He would love her. He would cherish her for the rest of his life.The most frustrating thing was that Adriana, a woman who seemed so smart and capable, turned into a complete schoolgirl when it came to Calvin—naïvely counting the money even while being cheated.Carson couldn’t give Calvin another chance to deceive her.Thinking this, a fierce determination lit up inside him.That

Derick spit out a mouthful of water. “Ahem! Did I hear that right? You called me just to gossip about his love life? Are you tired of being a lawyer and thinking about becoming a reporter instead?”“Don’t be ridiculous. Look into his marital history for me.”Derick hissed through his teeth, clearly uncomfortable.“Man… this is pushing it. You’re putting a poor civil police officer in a tough spot. I don’t have a powerful family business backing me — I’m just out here trying to earn enough to get married someday.”“Cut the crap. If anything happens, I’ll bail you out.”“…” Derick groaned. “Alright, alright. I’ll poke around a little. But this stays strictly between us — just you and me.”“Don’t worry.”Carson returned to the hospital room. The waiting felt endless and torturous. The chair under him might as well have been covered in nails — his whole body was tense with unease.About an hour later, his phone rang. It was Derick.“Well?” Carson asked, his voice trembling slightly.Deric

Carson really hadn’t expected that the orthopedic director, who deviated so strikingly from the usual mold, turned out to be Henry Charles.Suddenly, he understood why the director had pushed him toward this Dr. Charles in the first place. Heh—outsiders might not know, but Carson was well aware that the hospital, which had long competed with their Private Hospital, was none other than Henry’s family business.Rather than receive Carson personally, the director had sent the “crown prince” to handle him. It was obvious he was trying to curry favor—or perhaps had other motives entirely.Thinking through all these connections, Carson’s face twisted into a cold smile. Watching the Internet fawn over Light’s supposed brilliance made him itch to throw out a sharp, sarcastic comment.Henry glanced down at his leg, which rested motionless as if made of fragile glass. Part of him secretly felt a little pleased—and incredibly grateful—that Calvin hadn’t listened to his advice to leave.So much f

Calvin was in a bad mood. These days, he had been plagued by insomnia, and when he heard her proposal, he didn’t object.“Get in the car,” he said.“Okay!”The car moved smoothly in the direction of Calvin’s private villa.Though the villa was luxurious and extravagant, its true value lay in its impeccable location. Still, Calvin never treated it as a home—he only came here for treatment. As a result, the place felt cold and quiet, devoid of any warmth or life.Rose sighed inwardly.It was always either the villa or his office. In Calvin’s eyes, her role was simply that of a doctor—nothing more.She had never even been to his actual home.As always, Calvin lay quietly on the couch, eyes closed, saying nothing.Rose gazed at his face, lost in thought.He’d lost weight. His jawline looked sharper. Long lashes cast shadows under his eyes, where faint bruises had formed.What is he struggling with?And how did he hurt his arm?It had been three years. They hadn’t spent much time together,