Semua Bab The CEO's Ex-wife Return As A Billionaire Heiress : Bab 101 - Bab 110

AlexI sat at my desk in my home office, staring at the photo of Emily on my phone screen. She was smiling in the picture, her eyes bright and full of life. God, she was beautiful. Not just on the outside, but on the inside too. She had a beautiful heart.I still couldn't believe that Emily had agreed to let her children be tested as kidney donors for Phil. After everything I had done to her, or rather, after everything she thought I had done to her, she was still willing to risk her son's life to save mine.How had I been so stupid to lose such a good woman? How had I ended up married to a witch like Vanessa while Emily was out there raising my children alone?Anyone would want to be with a woman who had such a kind and beautiful heart. No wonder Phil had fallen in love with her so quickly. Her kindness and warmth were impossible to resist.I sighed heavily and picked up my phone. I needed to try Natasha's number again. What she wanted to tell me must be something very important for

EmilyI woke up to the sound of my alarm at 6:00 AM, the morning light filtering through my bedroom curtains. Alex's phone call from last night was still fresh in my mind.I still couldn't believe that Vanessa had killed two people and might be coming after me and the children next.Well, as I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, I realized I wasn't scared. Not really. I mean, I had twenty highly trained security guards surrounding my property at all times, cameras on every corner, and a panic room built into the house that could withstand anything. If Vanessa wanted to get to me and my children, she would have to get through an army first.Still, I wasn't foolish enough to let my guard down completely. I reached for my phone and sent a text to Marcus, the head of my security team: "Increase security protocols. No one enters or leaves without thorough verification. Report anything suspicious immediately."His response came within seconds: "Already done, ma'am. We've been on high alert s

EmilyAlex and I walked into Mrs. Thompson's hospital room together, my security guards remaining discreetly outside in the hallway. The room was quiet except for the steady beep of monitors and the soft hiss of the oxygen machine.Mrs. Thompson looked so frail lying in that hospital bed, her skin pale and paper-thin, her breathing shallow. It was hard to reconcile this dying woman with the powerful, controlling person who had orchestrated the destruction of my marriage."Mom," Alex said softly, moving to her bedside and taking her hand. "Emily's here."I stood back, not sure what to do or say. Part of me was still angry at this woman for what she had done, but another part of me felt only pity.Alex turned to look at me, his eyes filled with gratitude and something else I couldn't quite identify. "Emily, I can't thank you enough for coming here. After everything my mother did to you, after all the pain she caused... You didn't have to show any concern for her or for me."I moved clos

Alex I walked back into my mother's room and sank into the chair beside her bed, suddenly exhausted."You really messed things up, Mom," I said quietly to her unconscious form. "You destroyed my marriage because you didn't think Emily was good enough, and now she's with someone else. Someone who gets to hold her and call her his girlfriend while I sit here with nothing."My mother didn't respond, of course. Just kept breathing steadily with the help of machines."But you tried to fix it," I continued, my voice getting softer. "You told Emily the truth. That's something. That's more than Vanessa would ever do."I sat there for what felt like hours, just watching my mother breathe and thinking about everything that had gone wrong in my life. Eventually, I heard footsteps in the hallway and looked up to see Emily standing in the doorway alone."Where's Nathaniel?" I asked, trying to keep my voice neutral."He's in the car," Emily said, coming into the room. "I apologized for the confron

Emily "I figured you'd skip lunch if someone didn't bring it to you," he said, setting the bags on my desk.I couldn't help but smile. "You know me too well.""That's my job," he said, pulling containers out of the bags. "I got your favorite, fettuccine alfredo with grilled chicken, Caesar salad, and tiramisu for dessert."The smell alone made my mouth water. "You're a lifesaver."Nathaniel cleared a space on my desk and set everything out like a proper meal, complete with real silverware and cloth napkins he'd brought from the restaurant. He even lit a small candle he pulled from his jacket pocket."Nathaniel, you didn't have to do all this," I said, touched by the effort."Yes, I did," he said, sitting down across from me. "You've been under so much stress lately. Let me take care of you, even if it's just for lunch."As we ate, Nathaniel asked about my morning meetings, genuinely interested in the business decisions I'd been making. He had always been good at this, making me feel