All Chapters of Love me back, Ex-Wife: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

“Ethan?!” Brielle called again but he seemed to be in a trance as his eyes remained fixed on the door, shock evident in them.Ethan followed the familiar figure until they disappeared into a room at the corner. Brielle finally snapped her fingers in front of his face, bringing him back to reality.He blinked, then realized that Brielle had been calling his name all along.“Is everything alright? You looked lost.” She asked worriedly.Ethan cleared his throat and shook his head, forcing a smile onto his lips. “No no. I thought I saw an old friend of mine. Turns out, it was just a look-alike.”‘Yes.’ He thought. ‘That had to be it!’‘She can’t be here! She left for France years ago. Why would she be here?’After giving it a little thought, he came to the conclusion that it was just a look-alike.“It’s nothing to be worried about, Brielle.” He smiled, reaching across the table to hold her hand. “Let’s enjoy the night, shall we?”Brielle nodded slowly, her mind now disturbed by what had j

Brielle didn’t move at first. She stood quietly, watching Ethan’s back as he spoke into the phone. His tone was low and urgent, his words reduced to a whisper, like he didn’t want her to hear his conversation. She could only catch fragments, but those fragments were enough to tighten her chest and make her more determined to find out who this person was.“…confirm she’s still in France. If she’s here… it might ruin everything.”Her breath caught, her heart hammering wildly.For a moment, she thought of stepping back, pretending she hadn’t heard a thing. But instead, she clapped her hands lightly, forcing a cheerful sound from her lips. “Wow. Look at you, already working in the middle of the ocean?” she teased, masking the unease that was beginning to curl deep inside her.Ethan stiffened instantly before sliding the phone into his pocket and turning around. His expression was calm, his lips lifting into a smile that looked almost too easy. “Brielle,” he said warmly, as if nothing had

Ella’s heels clicked against the cracked tiles as she pushed open the heavy hospital doors. The smell of antiseptic and damp air hit her nose at once, and she wrinkled instinctively. She stopped in her tracks, glancing around the worn-down reception area. Paint peeled off the walls, the benches were rusted and creaked when anyone shifted, and a buzzing fluorescent light flickered above her head as though it was about to go out.Her chest tightened. ‘This place looks like it should be shut down, not treating critical patients.’ she thought.For a second, she hesitated. But then Brielle’s voice echoed in her head, the panic and pain she had heard on the phone. Shaking her head, she straightened her back and walked up to the front desk.“Excuse me,” Ella said, forcing a polite smile. “I’m here to check on a patient. His name is Mr. Evans.”The receptionist looked up, bored eyes scanning her from head to toe. Without saying a word, she flipped through a massive register and jabbed a finge

The moment the words left Ella’s lips, Brielle’s body went stiff. It felt as though the walls around her had crumbled, leaving her bare and exposed to a truth she could not fight.‘Cancer. Stage three.’ The word echoed in her head, each word cutting her like glass.Her spoon dropped back onto the plate with a sharp noise, and her appetite disappeared completely. Her chest tightened until she could barely breathe. Without saying a word, she pushed her chair back and stood.“Brielle,” Ella called gently, her eyes full of worry as she tried reaching out to her.But Brielle couldn’t bear to hear anything more. She turned quickly and ran straight back into her room, slamming the door shut behind her.Ella sighed deeply, pressing her hand against her chest. She knew and understood Brielle’s feelings. It wasn’t easy to accept news like this, not especially when it concerned a father who had only ever brought pain.Inside her room, Brielle collapsed onto the floor. Her back pressed against th

Ethan leaned back in his leather chair, eyes fixed on the screen in front of him but his mind far away. He had been flipping through reports all morning, yet nothing held his attention. Even after being away from the office for so long, he still couldn’t bring himself to concentrate. Brielle’s tear-stained face from the night before still haunted him. He wanted to take away her pain, to erase every scar her family had etched into her heart, but all he could do was stay by her side. His phone buzzed on the desk. He sighed when he saw the caller ID. It was his mother. He answered immediately. “Mother.” Her voice, though soft and elegant as always, carried urgency. “Ethan, why did I have to hear from Frederick that you and Brielle returned? And why so early? You did not even tell me.” Ethan rubbed his temple, suddenly tired. “We had to come back, Mother. Something happened.” “What happened?” Vivian pressed. He could already hear the tension creeping into her tone. He sighed. “It is