All Chapters of Revenge of Billionaire's Ex-Wife: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Hans and Angelina locked eyes in an intense gaze. But almost immediately, Angelina tried to compose herself and act professionally. She handed the menu to Melisya, then stood ready to take the beautiful woman’s order as she looked down, examining each picture carefully.“Hans, which pasta do you like?” Melisya asked in a soft tone.“Any of them,” Hans replied, not taking his eyes off Angelina.“And to drink?” Melisya asked again in the same position, flipping through the menu.“Whatever,” Hans replied carelessly. Clearly, he wasn’t paying much attention to her questions.Melisya began listing some of the available drinks.“It’s up to you, Sya. Whatever you choose, I’m sure I’ll like it,” the man said at last, his voice tinged with bitterness.Angelina swallowed hard, her nerves tightening. Hans’s piercing gaze hadn’t left her once.“Is this beautiful woman Hans’s girlfriend? I hope Madam Wilona’s wish comes true soon—Hans marrying someone of class,” Angelina thought to herself.Meanwh

At first, Angelina did not want to attend Hans' engagement party. However, when she remembered Hans' kindness in letting her stay at his house for several months, Angelina felt it would be inappropriate to skip the invitation. She was worried that she would appear disrespectful to Hans if she did not come to the Century Hotel.Upon arriving, Angelina noticed the special invitation card Hans had given to the security guard the night before. After it was checked, she was allowed to enter.Indeed, Angelina was surprised to see the Almero family at the party. She did her best to avoid them, keeping her distance, and chose to sit in a seat far away.Memories of the insults and taunts she had received at the Axton and Moreen event resurfaced. Now, Angelina did not want something similar to happen again.Suddenly, someone tapped her shoulder from behind, causing Angelina to reflexively turn around quickly.At first, Angelina did not want to attend Hans' engagement party. However, when she re

Moreen stood frozen. Her heartbeat grew erratic as she saw her own face displayed large on the screen. Her voice was also heard clearly, cursing Angelina that night."I... I never thought Hans would dare to do this," she muttered softly, almost inaudibly.The screen kept playing—showing Angelina's expression as she was humiliated, unable to say anything, only receiving insults from the Almero family.Meanwhile, in the middle of the room, Evelyn clenched her teeth."Turn off that video! This is public humiliation!" she shouted loudly.However, Hans remained calm. He turned toward Evelyn and spoke loudly, "What do you mean by 'humiliation'...? Is it the truth that your family has been hiding all this time?"All the guests fell silent. No one dared to interrupt.Axton stood up, his face red with anger. "Enough, Hans! Stop this! Who do you think you are? Coming here uninvited and ruining our big family party!"Hans stepped forward. His voice remained calm yet sharp, “I am the man you have

The next day, as promised, Hans came to the café—where Angelina had been working part-time for the past few months. The café was never really crowded, but it was always warm. Large glass windows displayed a view of the busy street, and the aroma of roasted coffee filled the air.Angelina, who was tidying up the tables, immediately smiled when she saw the man standing near the entrance, wearing a light blue shirt rolled up to his elbows."Hans," Angelina greeted him, removing her apron. "You came too.""Of course. A promise is a promise," Hans smiled, then sat at a table near the window, where the afternoon light illuminated his face.Angelina handed him the menu, though she already knew his favorite dish."But today, I'm treating you," she said, her smile gentle."In that case," said Hans as he opened the thin menu featuring signature dishes such as grilled salmon with lemon butter, creamy mushroom pasta, and chicken quesadilla, which was always served warm with guacamole sauce."I'll

That night, Axton's office was filled with cigarette smoke hanging in the air. His hand clutched a glass of bourbon, while his eyes stared blankly at the pile of debt documents on the table.Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door. “Axton,” Evelyn’s voice echoed as she slowly entered the room. “There’s a man who wants to speak with you. He said... he’s from the Derox Company Group.” Axton raised an eyebrow. “Why come here, Mom? Just tell him I’m out of the country.”Evelyn hesitated. “So... you want to avoid him?”The glass in Axton’s hand nearly slipped from his grasp. “I’m not avoiding him; I’m just calming my mind. My emotions are unstable,” he said coldly.Evelyn nodded slowly. “But... the man is already waiting in the living room.”"Ask Moreen to come see me!" ordered Axton."Axton, your wife left this afternoon. She hasn't come home yet," replied Evelyn, looking worried at her son's angry face. Axton was clearly not feeling well.With a swift motion, Axton tossed the re