All Chapters of Second Marriage to the Billionaire: Ex-Husband Begs Me Not to Go: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

“Go ahead and tell them,” Archer said coolly. “Whether she went after him, or he was the one chasing her—whether you like it or not, you know the truth. If you’re gonna make accusations, you’d better bring proof. And let’s be honest, you don’t have any. I do.”He smiled faintly. “So let’s see what happens. Will Aria be the one shut out of the Duncan family—or will it be your boyfriend? Or maybe you’re just that desperate. Willing to gamble your whole relationship just to keep her out? End up dragging yourselves both down.”Then, more softly, almost amused, he added, “I don’t care what the family thinks. If I want to marry Aria, I’ll do it—with or without their approval. Can you say the same? Are you ready to cut ties with the Duncans just to marry your boyfriend?”Fifi’s face twisted, color draining and returning in turns. She took a small step back, staring at her brother like she didn’t recognize him. She’d never seen anyone play her like this.This… this had all been calculated.

Aria suddenly remembered—she’d originally come into the kitchen to cook. But somehow, after just a few words, they’d ended up tangled together.She hadn’t realized Archer could be so easily swayed by a little affection.Burying her face into the crook of his neck, she gave a soft, playful grumble. “Now I don’t have the energy to cook.”“I’ll make something,” Archer replied, lips curling into a faint smirk, clearly taking her words as pure flirting.He gently set her back down on the sofa. The air conditioning was running, and as if worried she’d catch a chill, he even draped a thin blanket over her before standing up.His shirt was wrinkled, hanging loosely off his frame, the whole look unguarded and casually intimate. No one outside would believe this was the same Archer Duncan—always so cold and formal in public.He rolled up his sleeves, revealing strong, sinewy forearms, and headed toward the kitchen.“Where are you going?” Aria asked lazily from the sofa, barely turning ove

There’s still Kandice lurking around!Archer looked at her, his dark eyes quietly amused. There was a gleam of satisfaction in his gaze—deep, focused, and impossible to look away from. Aria found herself unable to tear her eyes off him.Surprisingly, he didn’t push the topic any further. Instead, he leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips. “I’ll make another dish. Promise it won’t burn this time.”She watched him turn around and go back to the stove, moving with practiced ease as he stirred the pan. Without thinking, Aria picked up her phone and snapped a photo of his back, quietly saving it—not to post, just to keep for herself.“How do you even know how to cook?” she asked, resting her chin in her palm. “You don’t exactly strike me as someone who got much kitchen time in the Duncan household.”“I got tired of takeout when I was studying abroad,” he said, plating the stir-fried greens and placing them in front of her. “So once in a while, I cooked for myself.”Since it wa

Meanwhile, at the Williams residence—“Miss—” The housekeeper had just opened the door when Kandice stormed in. She kicked off her heels beside the shoe cabinet, wincing in pain, then charged straight into the living room and up the stairs. Once in her room, she hurled her handbag onto the floor. It landed with a loud thud, and the contents spilled everywhere.Then came a high-pitched scream.“Ahhh!”“What happened? What’s going on?” Sandra rushed over. The housekeeper had already told her that Kandice seemed upset when she got home. Sandra had been heading down the hallway when she heard the scream.Moments later, Benjamin came hurrying up from his study downstairs.The moment Kandice looked up and saw her mother, she burst into tears. With a face full of rage and humiliation, she threw herself into Sandra’s arms and wailed.“Mom, we were played! We were totally played!”Her sobs were so loud they made Sandra’s ears ring. Still, she held her daughter tightly, worried something

“Whatever happens, I can’t lose to Aria Jackson,” Kandice said through gritted teeth. Of all people, she was the one she absolutely refused to lose to.---When Aria showed up at Christina’s office on Monday morning as usual, she had expected her friend to pull her aside and bombard her with questions about Valentines. But just as she set her bag down, the new architect, Mandy, hurried over instead. Mandy had added her on Instagram a few days ago, and Aria had accepted out of courtesy.“Aria, I saw your post—the whole room was filled with flowers! Was that your boyfriend’s Valentines gift?”Aria sat down and looked up at her. Mandy had a bright smile on her face, but it didn’t feel sincere. There was a nosy edge behind the curiosity, the kind that wasn’t hard to spot.Aria had grown up as the Jackson family heiress and had seen her fair share of fake smiles. Mandy’s act wasn’t exactly subtle.She gave a polite smile and offered a vague “Yeah,” while picking up her phone and prete