Lahat ng Kabanata ng He Divorced Me, I Marry A Bigger Billionaire!: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Aaliyah’s POVI got home after a long day and set my car keys on the console, heading for my room. I paused right in front of Orrin's room, wondering if he was back.We hadn't talked since today. It's the first time since we arrived in London. No text, no call, nothing. Does he feel hurt because of the way I left this morning?I sighed, my guilt eating me up. Doesn't matter. Having a rift between us might actually help.I settled down and went over the information I gathered from the board meetings I attended today.It seemed like a dream to me, everything was coming into place and working fine. These days I hardly even think of Henry and Aurora. I've focused solely on my child and growing my business.The only problem I have right now—Orrin. But that too will be resolved too. I hope so.By the next morning, I was getting ready when Orrin sent a text. We were to meet with Roger. We'd have to leave together. Well won't that be awkward?“Hey, morning,” I greeted when he came to join me

Aaliyah’s POV“What were you doing at the hospital yesterday?” His eyes bore into mine as I turned to face him. He searched for the truth in my eyes.I wanted to tell him—but everything going on in my life right now was like house of cards, and one wrong word could topple it.“I wasn’t feeling well,” I said, half-true, my voice steady despite the panic. “Just went for a check-up. That’s all.”He tilted his head, his gaze unwavering. “A check-up? You left like if it was something you wanted to hide.”“It was quick, Orrin. I didn’t want to disturb you. Do you… not believe me?”He sighed, running a hand through his hair, his face a mix of frustration and something softer. “Aaliyah, I want to. But you’re holding back, and it’s hard to trust when you’re dodging me. Be honest, please.”“I am,” I said, my voice cracking, guilt twisting my gut. “I’m trying, Orrin.”He studied me, then smiled. A smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Guess it doesn’t matter, right? it's all paper after all. We’r

Aaliyah’s POV Time flew so fast, and I was soaring with it. My phone buzzed with notifications as I stepped out of a sleek conference room in Canary Wharf, the echo of my heels sharp against the floor. I’d just landed a cover feature on EuroBiz, Europe’s top business magazine, a glossy crown for Monroe Media’s meteoric rise. The meeting I’d wrapped was with a German tech conglomerate, and I’d left their CEO stammering. My terms for a partnership were non-negotiable. “We’ll sign by Friday,” he’d said, his eyes now holding respect. That was one of the main goals I had achieved. No one crossed me. Those who did never walked away unscathed. My assistant, Tara, who I had flown from New York over to London, trailed me with a tablet in hand. “Aaliyah, your next meeting’s in an hour. Sheikh Al-Mansoori, a Dubai-based billionaire, wants a merger with Monroe Media. He’s at The Shard, a private lounge.” I nodded, adjusting the pure gold bracelet I had on. My voice was crisp as I an

Aaliyah’s POVSuddenly the penthouse felt like a prison. Orrin—his past, his mother’s deception, the cruelty he’d faced—consumed my thoughts. His mother's story was a dark reflection of my own story, and I was paralyzed. I grabbed my phone, my thumb hovering over Lisa’s name. I needed to tell her what I found out but doubt gripped me. Lisa would urge me to tell him, and I couldn’t face that. What if she didn’t understand? What if she— judged me?“Pull it together, Aaliyah,” I whispered, dropping the phone onto the couch. I sank down, my pulse racing. My child was safe, but for how long? Orrin was too perceptive—he’d already questioned the hospital. One misstep, and It’ll all be out.I pondered till a plan crystallized, cold and resolute. I'm seven months pregnant, invisible thanks to this cryptic condition. I have time. I’d achieved half my dreams, enough to stand alone. I could leave Orrin, divorce him before the ninth month, before my child arrived, and he’d never know. I’d

Lisa’s POVThe notification from Aaliyah lit up my phone, a screenshot of her plan. But then it vanished, deleted in a flash, like it was never there.My mind reeled and my heart slammed. The quietness of Kaito’s Mercedes amplified my shock. Aaliyah was planning to leave Orrin, to disappear with her secret baby, and I wasn’t meant to see it. I wasn't meant to know.My lips still buzzed from Kaito’s kiss, but the weight of Aaliyah’s betrayal stole my breath, leaving me frozen.Kaito’s voice cut through, soft and worried, his dark eyes flicking over from the driver’s seat. “Lisa, what’s wrong? You look like you just got bad news.”I clutched my phone. “It’s… it’s nothing,” I stammered, my voice thin and my throat tight. I wanted to pour it all out—Aaliyah’s text, her scheme, my disbelief—but I held back. Kaito and I had just had our first date. Yes, our chemistry was off the charts, but we weren’t there yet, not close enough for me to unload my best friend’s secrets. “Just a wor