Semua Bab Divorced: Dear Ex It's Your Loss: Bab 211 - Bab 220

•Juliet POV•Mila took one last sip from her cup before climbing down from the chair. She padded over to meet Vera, who was already standing by the door with Jace.I stood up and walked over to Jace. He let go of Vera’s hand and rushed toward me. I crouched to his level and gently brushed my hand through his curly hair, tucking some of it behind his ear.“Be a good boy for Mommy, okay?” I said softly.“Okay, Mommy,” he replied with a small nod.I pulled him close, wrapping him in a quick hug and kissing the top of his forehead.“I love you so much, my baby,” I mumbled, touching his cheek. He giggled and did the same to mine before turning to follow Vera.Edward who was still seated and eating, turned toward us with a smile. “And Daddy loves you more, kiddo,” he mumbled through a mouthful of food.Jace chuckled and waved, trailing behind Vera and Mila as they stepped out the door.I returned to my seat and took a sip from my tea. Pouring myself another, I glanced up as Eric walked in,

•Juliet POV•Inside the car was silent as Edward drove down the road. I rested my back on the chair with my eyes closed. The image of the first time I saw James kept replaying in my mind, stirring up regret and anger all over again.I took in a deep breath and exhaled softly, sniffling as I opened my eyes and turned toward the window, resting my hand against it and staring out as the city blurred past.“How are you feeling now, honey?” Edward asked in a soft tone, like he didn’t want to break the silence.“I’m fine,” I mumbled, but even as the word left my mouth, it carried the ache that filled my chest. I didn’t think I’d ever be okay, not until I saw James behind bars and my company standing strong again. Not until I could finally look out the window and smile without fear that James was still out there.Edward didn’t ask further and I assumed he knew I was lying, every time he asked me that, I always did.My phone beeped. I reached into my bag, pulled it out, and saw notifications

•Edward POV•The car slowed to a stop in front of a towering skyscraper, sleek and bold in its design. Its glass panels shimmered under the morning sun, reflecting the sky like a mirror. The name Echo Eleven was spelled out in polished silver at the top, catching the light and standing tall like a crown over the city. The building had a silent kind of power, clean lines, modern edges, and a kind of calm confidence that said everything important happened inside.From the window, I could see it better. The pictures I saw online hadn’t done it justice. It looked even more royal up close, like something built for people who never heard the word ‘no’. It made you straighten your back just standing near it.Eric pulled into the driveway and parked. He stepped out first, phone already pressed to his ear. I followed, stepping into the soft morning breeze that kissed my face and cleared my thoughts a little. I walked to meet him, hands tucked in my pockets, eyes scanning the building again as

•Edward POV•"Mr. Miles, we need to go home now," Eric said when he got to where I was. "There's no way we can see them today. The doctor suggested we go home and come back tomorrow."I shook my head, planting my hand on my waist. "No, Eric. I can't leave the hospital until I see Juliet. You can go without me. I'll wait here until she wakes up from the coma. I won't leave without seeing her."Eric sighed and shoved his hand through his hair. "I understand how you're feeling, Mr. Miles. But you have to go home to Jace. We’ll come tomorrow to see them."When he mentioned Jace, I looked at him, then glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already the middle of the night. A wave of pain swept through me as I wondered how Jace must be feeling, knowing we hadn’t come back yet.I looked at the elevator doors once more, hoping they'd open and a nurse would come tell me Juliet was awake… but nothing happened. Just silence. I looked back at Eric, who mirrored my expression, tired and sad.With

•Edward POV•My eyes widened as they fell on Mrs. Ryder. She was standing there in the middle of the hospital lobby, her eyes red and watery, mascara streaked down her cheeks like she'd been crying for hours. She looked nothing like the woman who always wore pride, now she just looked... desperate.I was tempted to ask what she was doing there, but the words wouldn't even form in my mouth.“Edward,” she called out, her voice shaky. “Please, tell me... is Juliet okay? Did she really get into an accident?” Her sniffles came with every breath.I blinked, still in shock. Of all people, she was the last person I expected to see. I rolled my eyes and turned away from her, walking back toward the receptionist and placing my hand on the counter. I didn’t say a word, just acted like she wasn’t even there.The receptionist gave me a look full of sympathy and opened her mouth to speak, but Mrs. Ryder cut in, loud and sharp.“Don’t you dare ignore me like that, Edward!” she snapped, loud enough f