Semua Bab The Billionaire's Ex-Wife Wants Revenge : Bab 151 - Bab 160

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•Katherine’s breath came in short, sharp bursts as she struggled against the restraints, her wrists aching where the ropes dug into her skin. The coldness of the dimly lit room seeped into her bones, but the chill wasn’t from the air—it was from the realization that she was truly trapped.Her own sister was the culprit. She stared at Caroline, her chest tightening as she tried to make sense of the madness unfolding in front of her. Caroline looked composed on the surface, but beneath that carefully crafted exterior, there was something unhinged, something Katherine had never seen before. “Have you lost your fucking mind?” Katherine spat, her voice shaking but still strong enough to hold an edge. She tugged at the restraints again, even though she knew they wouldn’t budge. “Why are you doing this?” Caroline let out a breathy laugh, something twisted, something unnatural. She took slow, measured steps forward, the sound of her red bottom heels clicking against the co

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•Caroline’s grip faltered just slightly, the knife slipping from her fingers, clattering loudly against the cold cement floor. The sharp sound echoed in the room, but neither of them moved. For the first time, there was hesitation in Caroline’s expression. Her eyes, usually burning with fury, flickered with something unreadable—something Katherine couldn’t quite place. "Oh?" Then, suddenly, Caroline laughed. It wasn’t relief. It wasn’t disbelief. It was something far worse. A laugh that carried amusement, twisted and cruel, like she was savoring some private joke Katherine would never understand. Katherine’s heart pounded violently against her ribs, her breath shallow and quick as she fought against the panic clawing at her throat. "Is it Castiel’s?" Caroline mused, tilting her head, the amusement never leaving her face. Katherine’s stomach twisted painfully, terror thick in her veins. She shook her head wildly, desperation spilling into every word. "No—

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•Katherine's fingers curled around the hospital blanket, the soft fabric grounding her as she tried to process everything that had happened. The weight of the past few days pressed heavily on her, but Zayn's presence beside her helped settle the storm raging inside her. His touch was warm, steady, unwavering-like an anchor keeping her from drifting into the darkness of her memories. "So..." She inhaled slowly, her voice quiet but firm. "H-how did you find me?" Zayn exhaled, running a hand through his dark hair, the tension in his posture still lingering despite the relief of having her back safely. His jaw tightened slightly before he answered, his voice carrying something deeper beneath the calm tone. "I went to your apartment," he admitted, eyes flickering with an emotion Katherine couldn't quite place. "I needed to see you." Katherine's breath hitched slightly at his words, but before she could respond, he continued. "But when I got there, Hailey was frantic. She

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•Zayn chuckled softly, his fingers tracing gentle circles against her hand, his touch grounding her in the moment. “I always stood outside my window, Princess,” he said, his voice carrying something quiet, something reflective. “Waiting for you to ride past.” Katherine could only stare, her mind spinning as she tried to grasp the weight of his words. His expression softened, his gaze growing distant, as if he was sifting through memories from long ago. “I lost my dad that year,” he admitted, his voice lower now, rougher around the edges. “Everything felt like it was falling apart. But you…” He inhaled slowly, shaking his head slightly. “You were the only thing that remained constant. Until the end of summer, when you had to leave.” Katherine’s fingers trembled slightly against the blanket as another memory surfaced. She had been right. She hadn’t been imagining things when she felt watched in that estate. Only, it hadn’t been something sinister—it hadn’t

FIVE YEARS LATER⋅•⋅⊰∙∘❦✾❦∘∙⊱⋅•The beautiful wedding venue was filled with soft golden light, the lovely floral arrangements along the aisle releasing a gentle fragrance that floated in the air. Every detail had been thoughtfully chosen, from the stunning crystal chandeliers overhead to the delicate lace on Katherine’s gown, shimmering with each graceful step she took towards the altar.As she approached, whispers among the guests quieted, and the faint sound of violins filled the atmosphere, her heartbeat steady yet undeniably strong. This was the moment she had once thought would never come, the joy she had convinced herself she wasn't meant to experience. Yet, here she was.Zayn stood at the altar, looking at her with eyes that expressed something beyond mere admiration. There was a deep respect in his gaze, love shining clearly in the way he looked at her—as if she was the only person in existence.From the audience, Hailey and Nathan exchanged amused glances, their faces showing