All Chapters of Cold-Hearted Billionaire Ex-Husband Wants Me Back : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

[Kaden] I stepped out of the basement, the door slamming behind me with a finality that echoed through my bones. My footsteps were heavy, each one punching the pavement like I was trying to crush something underfoot—anger, guilt, maybe even myself. My hands curled into a tight fist to keep them from trembling as I walked straight to my car. I climbed into the car and shut the door. My hand moved to the ignition but I paused, letting my hand slide down on my lap. I sat still, the silence clouding all over my head. I couldn’t fucking move. I was supposed to be driving to the hospital. That was the plan. See my son. Face what I had to face. But every fiber in my body recoiled at the thought. The morgue. The goddamn morgue. How was I supposed to walk into a room where my child was lying? My baby boy. Lifeless. Cold. And I was just supposed to accept it? I couldn’t. I threw my head back, my heart heaving as my jaw clenched. Every part of my body ached. I felt like breaking someth

[Leo] I tilted my neck as I stepped into the elevator, my jaw clenched, my hand tightening in my pocket as everything that had gone down in these few hours echoed all over my head. My blood boiled hard. Fucking hard! "Damnit," I growled, biting down on my lower lip. The elevator car dinged softly as the door opened and I stepped out heading to where Tilda had texted me that the kids were transferred to just after Aiden was revived back but ended up slipping into a coma. I growled inwardly, wanting to fucking break something, with how everything was going. Just as I took a few steps towards the hallway. My eyes shifted as I caught a figure that was walking toward me. Kaden. His jaw was clenched, and I could see how his eyes were brimming with red. Asshole. A smirk tugged at my lips before I could stop it, but I quickly brushed it off immediately and just as he got closer, he stopped in front of me. His eyes dragged over to the bag that was clutched tightly in my hand before he

[Matilda]One week later...It's been a week. A whole damn week of feeling like my body no longer belonged to me. A week of sitting in this same stiff hospital chair, not moving, barely blinking, barely breathing. Staring at my two babies lying still on those cold beds. I wouldn’t wish this ache on anyone, not even the person who hurt me the most.I don’t even remember what sleep feels like anymore. I’ve barely closed my eyes for more than an hour each night, terrified that I’ll miss something—that I’ll wake up and find one of them gone for real.Aiden fought. He was initially declared dead and he fought back and returned—but he hasn’t opened his eyes since. And Austin? The doctors said he should be awake by now. He was supposed to regain consciousness by now. He had only moved his thumb more than twice but he hadn't woken up yet.It was still silent.The kind of silence that claws at your brain, wraps around your chest, and threatens to break you.I dragged in a breath, my eyes loc

[Kaden]I had walked out to get food for my kids but not just food, I also had to pick up the keys to the new house I had gotten for them. I've been working on it for over a week now even before my kids woke up to us. I had told the interior designer to design the two rooms for my boys with their preferred colors because I knew my boys would wake up. I held onto that hope, I knew they would be excited to see their room and how Daddy designed it for them. And they did it for us, they opened their eyes. They woke up.It's been five days and it feels like I've been drawn back to life. I have been a shadow of myself. I would always tell Tilda that everything would be fine but I know I wasn't just saying those words to her, I was also talking to myself. Because it was a lot. A whole fucking lot.I pulled my car toward the hospital lot and killed the engine. My eyes shifted to the passenger seat, and I stared at the card that was right there. The key to the entrance of the house. Once she

[Matilda] "Thank you so much, doctor. We do appreciate everything," I said to the doctor and the few nurses who came to check the kids. We were finally leaving the hospital and I'm not just leaving. But I'm doing that with my two kids, whole and healthy. "I'm glad they are okay," The doctor said, flashing my boys a smile. I turned to the boys, ruffling Aiden's hair. "My loves. Say thank you to the doctor, for taking good care of you," I asked and Austin clutched his father's hands tighter flashing the doctor a smile while Aiden stood right beside me. "Thank you, doctor," they both said together and I couldn't help the warmth that spread across my chest. My eyes shifted from Aiden to his father who had this smile that was impossible to ignore as he stared from Aiden to Austin. His eyes darted toward me and I looked away immediately, biting down on my lower lip. "We'll be on our way now. Once again, thank you so much," Kaden said to the doctor. I've lost count of how many times he