All Chapters of Second Marriage to the Billionaire: Ex-Husband Begs Me Not to Go: Chapter 461 - Chapter 470

William was so exasperated, he actually laughed.Fine. Archer and Aria really were the perfect pair—no two people in the world could be more in sync. One completely forgot he even existed, and the other only thought of inviting him over to “get their money’s worth.”Perfect for each other. They should just lock it down forever.Still, grumbling aside, William was the more experienced professional. His sketches had a distinct personal style while bringing out Aria’s beauty to the fullest.It was just… the lace and sheer fabrics. He’d used them a lot—probably just to get under Archer’s skin. He churned out several designs in a row and even insisted on making them himself, earning multiple cold stares from Archer. William, however, had never worked so enthusiastically, as if the whole point was to annoy him. He knew Archer hated those materials and used them on purpose.Christina, on the other hand, had a much more relaxing trip. Once Archer—thanks to William’s pointed reminder—remem

“Oh my God, that’s so cheesy!” Christina practically yelled.The sudden spike in volume made Aria flinch, the sound stabbing at her eardrum. She pulled the phone a few inches away until her friend calmed down. Only then did she tuck it back between her ear and shoulder, peel back the lid of her instant noodles, and grab the plastic fork to stir them.“So… you two are planning the big wedding now?” Christina added.Aria choked on the noodles, coughing so hard her eyes watered. Christina really did have a gift for guessing things dead-on.Christina waited patiently for her to recover, while the housekeeper, hearing the coughing fit, rushed in with a glass of water. The noodles were spicy, and the cough had sent it all down the wrong pipe, leaving her throat burning. Aria gulped down the water until the discomfort eased.After that, she answered all of Christina’s curious questions honestly, until her friend was satisfied.What could she say? They’d promised to go to France together

As soon as Marianne heard Archer was back and bringing Aria over for dinner, she wasted no time. She called both of her sons, telling them to come early.Archer had left work in the afternoon, but Calvin and Robert still had business to handle, so they weren’t going to make it early. Grace and Yvonne, however, arrived ahead of time, and Aaron even picked up little Melvin from preschool earlier than usual.After Sandra’s unreasonable outburst the other day, even Grace had lost patience with that side of the family. Compared to Kandice, Aria was an obvious upgrade.Grace had grown so tired of Sandra and her daughter’s antics that she figured—why not just accept Aria? Without her, Archer would never marry anyone else, and she sure wasn’t about to let those two women have an opening. Better to see Archer married off quickly and cut off their hopes for good. That way, the endless drama would finally stop.So when Aria arrived, Grace’s attitude was much warmer than before.Aria unpacked

“They raised Aria into the woman she is today—loved her, educated her, treated her like a treasure—and you think she came here just to be humiliated? Just to marry into our family in secret, without a proper wedding? What’s so great about our family that she should swallow that kind of insult? You didn’t give birth to her or raise her, so what right do you have to treat her that way?”Marianne’s voice rose, her cheeks flushed with anger. “You say being with her is shameful? I think having sons like you is the real shame!”Richard shifted uncomfortably. The comments had come from Robert, but somehow he’d ended up caught in the crossfire. “Mom, that was Robert talking. Why am I getting dragged into this too?” he muttered.“Hmph! Don’t think I don’t know what’s in your head,” Marianne shot back. “You’re just waiting to see your brother’s family make a fool of themselves.”Fifi’s eyes slid toward Aria. “Congratulations,” she said coolly.Aria blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected t

Mark kept his eyes on the road, saying nothing, his expression unreadable. His hands tightened slightly on the steering wheel before easing again.Fifi didn’t seem to notice—or maybe she did and simply chose to ignore it. Her tone stayed light. “So that’s why Archer insisted on taking Aria to France. He must have planned the proposal all along. He’s never forgotten that he still owed her one. Doing it there… it was really romantic, don’t you think?”She turned her head to study Mark’s sharp profile, looking even more pleased with herself. Her hand slid to hook around his arm, and she rested her head on his shoulder. “You should’ve seen it. She’s wearing a two-carat pink diamond on her ring finger. Absolutely stunning—the color alone is pure romance.“For most people, a proposal means a bigger diamond, maybe better quality if they can manage it. But Archer? He really went all out. That ring was exquisite. I can’t imagine how much effort it took to find it. Definitely not something yo