All Chapters of Second Marriage to the Billionaire: Ex-Husband Begs Me Not to Go: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Through William's eyes, Larry could see his own panicked, pathetic appearance.Like a clown."But I can see that Miss Jackson won't belong to you for much longer. I wish you a happy divorce in advance," William chuckled, his gaze shifting to Lucy who had been following at Larry's side. "And of course, I wish you and this selfish, greedy, childish, paranoid Miss Landon a lifetime of happiness together. You two truly are a perfect match."William spoke openly about them getting divorced.Larry certainly didn't want to divorce Aria, but unfortunately, he had ruined everything today by himself.With a gloomy face, Larry was constrained by William's social background and couldn't even utter a harsh word in response. He could only turn and leave.Lucy hurried after Larry as he fled, and the two works that shouldn't have been in the art exhibition were removed."Everyone," William said coolly, "if you've taken enough photos, you can disperse now."The reporters smiled awkwardly and sca

This was meant as a joke.Aria couldn't help but blush slightly.The car began to move slowly. Aria couldn't resist turning her head to glance at the man beside her. He still had that calm expression, as if nothing in the world could bother him.Would someone like him really transfer his assistant overseas because of her?That seemed too dramatic."What are you looking at?" Archer asked."I was wondering why you suddenly started wearing glasses." She remembered that Archer hadn't worn glasses before.Archer adjusted his frames slightly and said coolly, "I heard you prefers more intellectual and gentler men.”That explained it.But... even with glasses, he didn't seem any gentler. Before Aria realized what she was doing, she had reached out and removed the glasses perched on Archer's nose.Without the glasses, she met his deep, dark eyes directly.Through those eyes, she could see her own reflection.At this moment, she felt that Archer's gaze wasn't as cold anymore. It seeme

"The fact that his art exhibition gives newcomers a chance to be seen is his kindness. Anyone selected to exhibit alongside him immediately skyrockets in value."Do you really think Lucy was just fulfilling Linda's dream? She was clearly trying to elevate her own status. After participating in this exhibition, she could freely market herself as a new designer who exhibited with William Luther. She was using him as a stepping stone.""And about Linda—she's already passed away. If Linda had dreams of being a designer and Lucy wanted to fulfill them, she could have organized a special exhibition just for her. But why choose this particular one? And why place her works right next to Aria's and Christina's designs? Larry, if you don't understand what's happening now, you're an absolute fool!"Why would Lucy want her designs in this exhibition? Linda's work was years old with immature technique—displaying them together would only highlight the maturity of Lucy's work by comparison.And Ar

Christina was beginning to feel sorry for Mr. Duncan.[Aria]: Mr. Duncan, are you trying to seduce me?Christina typed these words and sent them quickly.Aria's eyes widened.What on earth! How could she send something like that!"Christina! Recall that message right now, stop saying such things!"Aria, face flushed, grabbed back her phone. Just as she was about to recall the message, she saw that Archer was typing a response.[Archer]: I read your message.[Archer]: Yes, I am trying to seduce you.[Archer]: Finally noticed?Aria felt her face burning up. The phone in her hand seemed to have turned into a hot potato—impossible to hold onto but impossible to put down. She had no idea how to respond.Her mind flashed images of Archer with his shirt wet with milk, revealing his muscular chest, and those dark, intense eyes hidden behind glasses.Reading his message, she could almost picture his half-smiling expression.Her body felt so weak she could collapse onto the bed at an

Archer’s voice was deep and slightly husky, yet it had the refined elegance of a cello's final note. With each question, he seemed to move closer to her. By the time he mentioned kissing, his lips were already near her ear, his voice wrapped in gentle laughter as he called her, "Aria."Aria suddenly woke up in bed. Her face was flushed, her ears soft, her body limp. She had no doubt that if she tried to stand right now, her legs would give out and she'd collapse to the floor.Had she lost her mind?Why was she having such dreams because of a few messages?She pressed her face into the pillow in embarrassment.Christina, lying nearby, rubbed her eyes. She had been awakened by Aria's movement and was still drowsy, her voice soft and sleepy."Aria, you know you can't kill yourself by headbutting a pillow, right?"The tips of Aria's ears turned bright red."I'll go order breakfast," she said, ignoring Christina's teasing as she hurried away.Once in the bathroom, she carefully chec