All Chapters of Revenge of Billionaire's Ex-Wife: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Hans could hear his own heartbeat—fast and heavy. The distance between them was now only a few inches. His gaze lingered on Angelina’s tightly closed lips, as if waiting for something he wasn’t sure he dared to hope for.But just before he actually touched her, Angelina suddenly opened her eyes. “Hans…” Her voice was soft, almost a whisper.Hans froze, looking deep into her eyes. “What is it? Are you afraid I’ll kiss you?” he asked quietly, his tone half anxious, half hopeful.Angelina shook her head slowly, though her gaze was complicated. “Not afraid… just… I don’t want you to become like him.”Hans fell silent, curiosity and jealousy hitting his chest all at once. “Him? Are you talking about Axton?”Angelina didn’t answer. She simply looked away, as if the subject was too heavy to discuss. Hans exhaled, trying to hold himself back. “I’m not him, Angelina. And I’ll never be him.”She remained silent, but Hans knew that behind that look was a high wall he couldn’t break through. He p

Angelina grabbed the bouquet and tossed it into the trash bin without hesitation. Her heart pounded furiously. Just before throwing it away, she had caught the scent of the flowers. Instantly, her face stiffened—the perfume was so familiar, a distinct aroma usually used to preserve corpses.“Who dares to play such a game with me?” she muttered bitterly.She tried to steady herself, then walked calmly toward the director’s chair. The moment her body touched the backrest, the sharp ring of the desk phone pierced the tense silence. Angelina pressed the button.“Good morning, Miss Angelina,” her secretary’s neat voice greeted. “I’d like to remind you that at nine o’clock you have a meeting with a new client, an investor from Singapore.”Angelina drew in a deep breath, trying to suppress the turmoil clouding her mind. “Alright, I understand,” she replied flatly. But before hanging up, something struck her.“Wait a minute,” she said quickly. “Who delivered the bouquet of flowers to my offic

Her gaze was fixed on the laptop screen when the chime of an incoming message shattered the silence of the night. Reflexively, Angelina turned to see Hans’s name glowing on her phone.I know you’re not asleep yet. The message ended with a smiling emoji.She let out a small sigh and opened the next message.If you’re still thinking about what Mommy said at dinner earlier, I’m sorry, Angelina.Her brows arched slightly, her fingers hovering above the keyboard. A third message appeared almost immediately.I hope that conversation didn’t bother you. Mommy must have just been joking.Angelina stared at the screen in silence. The words from dinner had unsettled her for a moment, but she refused to show it. Then came another message.Now go to bed. You’ll be busy again tomorrow.The last one, however, drew a smile she couldn’t hold back.Good night, Angelina. Don’t forget to dream of me—the handsome and wealthy man you know.A soft chuckle escaped her lips. Shaking her head, she murmured, “Y

“Tomorrow, come to the office. I’ll explain everything there,” Hans’s voice was steady yet heavy, as if carrying something too difficult to put into words.Angelina fixed her gaze on him, her eyes brimming with curiosity. “Why not now, Hans? So I don’t die of curiosity.”Hans exhaled deeply. His fingers clenched for a moment before relaxing again. “It’s not because I want to delay, but there are documents I need to show you. Without them, my story will sound like nothing more than a bitter fairy tale.”Angelina fell silent for a moment. Her heart wavered between curiosity and compassion. She knew Hans was battling wounds that never healed. “Alright,” she whispered, trying to steady herself. “I’ll come to your office at lunch tomorrow.”Hans lowered his head, as though relieved that Angelina wasn’t pressing him further. “Thank you, Angelina. I just need a little time.”Angelina offered a faint smile, though her heart felt heavy. She understood that speaking about the Derox family’s pas

That night, Angelina went home alone. Hans had already called her earlier, saying there was an urgent matter at the office he had to take care of. Angelina only sighed, not making a fuss about it. Besides, the two bodyguards seated in the escort car behind her were more than enough to make her feel safe.But on the increasingly deserted road, a black car suddenly sped from the opposite direction, then stopped right in front of her. Angelina instinctively slammed the brakes. Her car screeched to a halt, and her heart pounded wildly.“What the hell is this…” she muttered, eyes narrowing at the sight ahead.A man stepped out of the black car. His stride was heavy, deliberate. A cap shadowed part of his face, the rest hidden behind a mask. He walked closer, then knocked harshly on Angelina’s window.“Open up!” His voice was deep, baritone, dripping with threat.Angelina stayed silent, gripping the wheel tightly while keeping her eyes locked on his every move.“Get out now! Or I’ll smash y