All Chapters of Revenge on My Billionaire Ex : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Chapter One Hundred One

Crimson gently wrapped his arms around my waist as I rested my head on his chest and closed my eyes. It had been an hour since we left Isabela's room, but her confession still lingered in my mind. Part of me wished I had never learned the truth, but another part of me was grateful for the closure it brought. "I wish I had been with my grandmother in her final moments so she could have shared the truth with me instead of my cousin. I wish I could have told her that I don't blame her; that despite her mistake, she remains the kindest person I know. I believe she wouldn't have done anything unless she was pushed to her limit.” I raised my head to look at him. Witnessing the frown on his forehead, I smoothed it away with my fingers until it vanished. "I have my own regrets too," I whispered, feeling a tightness in my throat from the flood of emotions. "I wish I had discovered the truth sooner, so I didn't chase after it blindly. And I wish I could have reunited Grandpa with the woman h

Chapter One Hundred Two

Book II of Ex-wife Series “You're simply my wife on paper. You may indulge in my wealth, take pleasure in my body, but my heart will never truly be yours.” Emerald has come to the difficult decision to end her two-year arranged marriage, realizing that no matter how hard she tries to earn her husband's affection, he will never feel the same way for her. However, she is rocked to her core when she discovers Liam has replaced her quickly with his best friend's ex-wife. A year later, as an heiress at the helm of a prestigious jewelry empire, her ex-husband appears at her doorstep saying, "I want you back." — Liam Westmore, Emerald's husband of two years, had forgotten their second wedding anniversary. She had dropped subtle hints to remind him of the special occasion, but her efforts had been in vain. She had meticulously fitted her slim figure into a velvet gown and styled her long blonde hair into an intricate chignon at the nape of her neck, all in an effort to present herself at

Chapter One Hundred Three

Emerald's palm throbbed, yet the pain paled in comparison to the agony that ripped through her heart. She had endured a loveless marriage for two years, and despite how unhappy it made her, she held no animosity toward her husband, recognizing that they were both trapped in a marriage arranged for them. However, shifting all the blame onto her made her reach a breaking point. “If only I could turn back time, I would never have married you!” She had never once been blunt about her feelings toward him, and maybe that's why her outburst left him speechless for a moment. After collecting himself, he tried to reach out to her, but she flinched and pulled away, avoiding his touch. “Don't touch me!” Recognizing the futility of debating with him, as he would not take her feelings into consideration, she wisely chose to end the argument before it spiraled out of control. Lifting her chin defiantly, she turned away after picking up her handbag and announced, “I've lost my appetite. I am go

Chapter One Hundred Four

“Business meeting, you say?” Cecilia's eyes narrowed, her tone as brittle as the porcelain teacup Emerald cradled in her palms. “Yet his secretary informed me that he canceled all appointments for today.” Emerald muttered an inward curse. She had come here prepared, but she had underestimated her mother-in-law's tenacity. “You’re a great wife, but a terrible liar,” Cecilia continued, setting down the unfinished shawl on the marble table. “I've been reading people's expressions for a living for fifteen years now, and I can spot a lie from a mile away.” Her mother-in-law, with her background in psychology and psychiatry, had always been sharp and perceptive. It was no wonder she had seen through Emerald. “Liam isn't feeling well,” she finally confessed. “He was asleep in bed when I left him this morning.” Cecilia fell silent for a moment, leaving Emerald to believe she had won this round in the battle of wits. However, the older woman's next words shattered that illusion. “I have n

Chapter One Hundred Five

“You must have heard about me. I’m Victoria,” the woman introduced herself. “Your husband's lover. I was there before he even met you.” The provocation was unnecessary, but Emerald was never one to shy away from a challenge. “I'm Emerald, your lover’s wife.” The bitterness and resentment that crossed the woman’s eyes did not escape Emerald's keen gaze. “He only married you out of duty. You had him for only two years, but I've had him for four. If it weren't for you, it would have been six.” Emerald shook her head, unable to fathom that they were arguing over a drunken scumbag. “I could make it three—even ten years—with a marriage certificate. So I don't care how long you've been together; a wife is a wife.” “All you have is paper.” Victoria laughed. “I have his heart.” “Know your place. As Liam's wife, I have the ability to ruin both of you. Be glad that I'm feeling generous enough to let you keep your dignity intact tonight.” Without a second glance at Victoria, she walked pu

Chapter One Hundred Six

She drove in the sweltering heat, encountering traffic halfway to her destination. After five minutes, the congested road cleared, and she hit the accelerator. After what felt like forever, she reached the home of her childhood, a magnificent house with multiple stories and floor-to-ceiling windows on each level. When she stepped inside, she saw her father, Christopher Smith, settled in his favorite armchair in the living room. Claudia, her adoptive mother, sat close by, deep in conversation with him. “Dad.” Christopher rose from his seat, and Claudia mirrored his movement. They stood there, watching, waiting for her to reach them. It had been ages since she had seen her parents, and Emerald missed them. She rushed toward her father to give him a kiss on the cheek. Slap! The sound echoed in the living room, shattering the warmth she had hoped for. Emerald staggered back, her breath catching in her throat as she met her father's cold and unforgiving glare. “Are you out of your

Chapter One Hundred Seven

Emerald stood nearby, caught between laughter and tears—maybe even both. Liam finally turned to her. “Victoria and I are staying. If you can’t accept my decision, then you’re the one who should leave this house, Emerald.” With that, he turned away, leading Victoria with him. Emerald caught a glimpse of Victoria’s lopsided smile before they disappeared from sight. She clenched her jaw and balled her fists at her sides. — The air in the house felt stifling with her husband and his mistress inside. Emerald marched out of the house without notifying anyone, her handbag clutched tightly under her arm. Only when she sat in the driver's seat did she allow herself to release the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. She felt exhausted beyond belief. How much more of this could she take? Emerald drove to her best friend's house. Fortunately, Therese was at home. Having her best friend there meant she had someone to confide in and share her frustrations without feeling ashamed

Chapter One Hundred Eight

Emerald had the feeling that he was purposely trying to make things more difficult for her. “You seem very eager to divorce me,” he remarked, blocking the door as she tried to leave. “Are you seeing someone?” Emerald fought the urge to punch him in the face. Just because he was cheating didn't mean she was too. They were not on the same level. Dealing with Liam alone was already a huge headache. “If any woman were in my shoes, she'd want out just as badly. And frankly, my personal life is none of your damn business.” Her response must have caught him off guard, as it took him a moment to gather his thoughts before he finally said, “You used to be so reserved and kept your thoughts to yourself. Where did the fire come from?" “That meek girl is long gone, Liam. You snuffed out her kindness, so don't expect her to come back.” She gave him a sullen look then stormed out of the kitchen, leaving Liam speechless. — Around afternoon, the couple emerged from the house. Liam was clad in

Chapter One Hundred Nine

Liam finished work around six o'clock. Usually, he would work late at the office to finish his paperwork, but he had promised Victoria that he would be home early today. The drive home was short, and it wasn't long before his sleek car pulled to a stop in the driveway. He entered the house and was greeted by an unsettling silence. Has the house always felt so empty? It felt different now that Emerald was no longer there. Maybe it was because he had grown accustomed to coming home to her waiting for him in the living room. “What's for dinner?” he asked Victoria, who greeted him halfway to the foyer and planted a kiss on his cheek. “I ordered some takeout from my favorite restaurant,” she replied with a smile. Liam had been really looking forward to a homemade meal with Victoria and was disappointed that they had to rely on food deliveries again. He couldn't help but think about Emerald, who used to cook all the time and prepare his favorite dishes. “Is there something wrong?” V

One Hundred Ten

The next morning, Victoria was in a cheerful mood as they sat down at the breakfast table. Liam didn't want to dampen her spirits, but he couldn't ignore the elephant in the room. He finally mustered the courage to ask about the issue that had kept him awake the previous night. “Your phone beeped last night, and I couldn't help but check it. I was just wondering—” Before he could finish his sentence, Victoria interrupted in a sharp tone. “You touched my phone without my permission?” “It was beeping repeatedly, and I wanted to make sure it wasn't an emergency.” “Still, I don’t want you touching my phone!” Liam felt the seed of suspicion grow inside him. “Nathan has been texting you. What were you discussing with him that you felt the need to hide it from me?” The color in her cheeks disappeared. “Have you read the messages?” “No. Your phone is locked.” Tears began welling in her eyes. “Nathan has been harassing me for a month now. He still can't accept that he had to hand over

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