All Chapters of A One-Night Stand With Her Ex-Husband: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The moment Lucien's hand touched her waist, Cynthia shoved him away."I can be cruel to myself," he said, his voice hoarse and low, each word hitting her like a hammer to the heart. "Because I know you can't bear to see me hurt."Cynthia's eyes stung. Her fist landed on his chest. "I should've waited until you broke your neck before forgiving you! Then I'd take Harley and remarry!""You dare!" He pulled her into a crushing embrace, holding her so tightly it hurt. "Even if I died, I'd haunt that man and drag him to hell with me."The hallway lights cast shadows across his brow, and in the stark lighting, the remorse in his eyes was glaringly clear. "I messed up. I won't let it happen again… My arm really is injured. It hurt so bad yesterday, I couldn't even move it..."His hushed confession was interrupted by the sound of footsteps. Martin burst into the hospital room, trench coat still wet with rain, glasses askew. "Gina!"Gina lay pale as paper in the hospital bed, blood seeping thro

Marius was convinced Lucien's fall from the stairs was nothing more than a staged performance—his way of turning himself from "savior" to "victim," and Marius from "friend" to "enemy." Even that little brat had come after him, claiming he'd bullied his daddy.If he didn't retaliate somehow, Marius felt like the resentment might literally choke him.He pulled Harley closer. "You've been out for a while now. Vicky probably thinks you've already gone home. How about this—you come with me first. I'll call your mommy and have her come pick you up, okay?"Harley nodded. Marius led him to his car and drove home.Of course, he had no intention of calling Cynthia right away. He figured he'd let them panic for a while before returning the kid. Harley was just a child—easy to pacify.At his apartment, Marius had even picked up snacks and toys for Harley along the way. But as soon as he got to the door, he noticed something was off—it was already slightly ajar. His expression darkened. Harley loo

The moment Marius appeared at the rooftop entrance, the air seemed to freeze. His eyes locked onto the gleaming knife in Jacqueline's hand, his voice low and restrained."Jacqueline, let the child go. I'll take you home."Her fingers tightened, then loosened, around Harley's neck. Her eyes flickered wildly."You… you still want to love me?" The blade in her hand trembled. "You're not like the others? You won't lie to me?""I swear."Marius took a step forward, palm open under the sunlight. "Let's leave this place. We'll go anywhere you want."Harley's sudden wail shattered the fragile moment.Jacqueline jerked back, the blade pressed against the boy's throat again."Liar! You're all bewitched by that whore!" she screamed, her voice slicing through the wind. "Jump, Cynthia! Or I'll slit his throat right now!"Blood trickled down Harley's neck.Cynthia turned to Marius, eyes full of resolve."Give him to Lucien… tell him…"The rest of her words were ripped away by the roaring wind as sh

When Simon recounted the harrowing events to Erica, her pupils contracted sharply and her face went deathly pale. Just imagining the kind of despair Cynthia must have felt when she thought Lucien was dead made Erica's entire body go cold. What kind of agony could drive a person to seek death while carrying their lover's "corpse" on their back?Erica's nails dug deep into her palms, her knuckles turning white from the force. "Who told Cynthia that Lucien was dead?" she demanded, her voice sharp as ice. "Is that the kind of thing you can say so casually? What if something really had happened? Who would take responsibility?!"Simon stayed silent, offering no defense for Hogan. As much as this cruel "joke" had inadvertently kept Cynthia by Lucien's side, the emotional cost had been far too high.Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor. Erica looked up, and her heart sank—Thomas was marching toward them with a dark, oppressive entourage. Stacey's eyes w

Lucien's fingertips traced the contours of her face, and just the memory of leaping from the plane made his heart twist in pain all over again.He had never once regretted that decision.Watching her jump, powerless to stop her, had seared a terror into his soul that still haunted him. If he'd been even a second later, if he'd missed by a single step, he would've been holding a lifeless body instead.The very thought made his blood run cold.Six years without her had already been torment enough. There was no one else in this world who could drive him to the edge of hatred and obsession the way she did. If he had to face a future without her again—even with Harley by his side—he couldn't promise he'd remain sane.Losing her once had pushed him to the brink. He would not allow it to happen again. Not even death would steal her from him.Cynthia felt his arms tighten around her, holding her as if she might disappear again. They stayed like that, locked together, as if time itself had fro