Semua Bab Rebirth Of The Billionarie Ex Wife: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Anna POVThe night wind picked up, whipping a strand of hair across my face. I didn’t brush it away. I stood close to him. My head filled with different thoughts. Max reappearance into my life. I hated him. Seeing him just makes my skin crawl in disgust.“Time?” I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper, yet it cut through the night air, sharp and firece. “You think time is what this is about? And now you show up on my birthday, at three in the morning, with a pendant and a box and you talk about time?” I just scoffed at his own words. He didn’t flinch. He just watched me, those familiar eyes. He looked older. And one thing kept me In the blues. Few days ago he almost took advantage of me and now, we both are stuck on the rooftop and talking about life.“I know it’s not enough,” he said, his voice low and gentle. It was same voice that had once promised me the heavens and earth and it same voice that also betrayed me. “I’m not asking for forgiveness, Anna. I’m just… delivering

Anna POVThe words on my phone screen made my head to almost scream.Ask Sandra about the money her mother suddenly has for the hospital bills.How? How could Max possibly know that? Sandra’s mom’s sickness was a secret we kept close. A cold knot tightened in my stomach. This wasn’t a vague warning anymore. It was specific. It was aimed right at my best friend. And it all seems true.I spent the next day in my own darkness. Every minutes in the fashion shop dragged. Every sound made me jump. I watched Sandra. I couldn’t help it. The words of Max just flooded my brain.At lunch, we sat at our usual table. Hae-Jae was animatedly telling a story, but I couldn’t focus. Sandra was scrolling on her phone, a slight frown on her face.“Everything okay?” I asked, my voice sounding higher than usual.She looked up, quickly locking her phone screen. A little too quickly. “Hmm? Yeah, fine. Just… my mom. You know. Boring stuff.”She forced a smile and shoved her phone into her bag.Boring stuff.

Anna POVThe silence in the beach house was thick enough to hear the sound of a fallen needle. "Did you tell him?" Max whispered the words to me, in a very low voice and tone.I shook my head, a tiny, slow movement. I hadn’t. I’d done exactly what Max said. I just came here all alone without leaving any trace.“Hae-Jae?” My voice came out as a dry. “What are you doing here?”The flashlight beam came closer to myself and Max. “Looking for you! You scared me to death, Anna. You weren’t home. You weren’t answering your phone. I’ve been driving around for an hour.” His voice was filled with ultimate truthfulness. His expression showed he has been truly search all over. “Then I remembered you talking about this place once. A dumb guess. And I saw his car parked down the road.”He said his car like it was a dirty word or a forbidden word. The Shari beam of the light almost left us blind us for a second.“Get that light out of my face,” Max growled, his voice low and dangerous.“Or what?”

( A week later)Anna POVThe black shimmer dress, one of the most expensive dresses in my own fashion world. The silk was cold against my skin, and glinting under the shining light in the ball room. I stood at the edge of the glittering ballroom, a stranger in a room full of people who smelled like old money and new secrets. This was the Croft Charity Gala. The lion's den. The place where all my enemies where.My fake ID and borrowed invitation felt like they were burning hole as by chest race by each person pass by. This was insane. But after hitting the digital wall with Argus, it was the only move left. We needed to get closer.A text vibrated from my phone I held.Unknown: You’re here. Don’t look so nervous. You belong here more than they do.I didn’t need to ask who it was. Max. Somewhere in this crowd, he was watching. My eyes scanned the room, finally landing on him. He stood near the podium, the perfect son. A sharp black tuxedo, hair styled, a glass of champagne in his hand.

Anna's PerspectiveThe man in the black suit stood silently by the car, not moving. He seemed to be waiting patiently. At first glance I thought he would talk up to us in the apartment, but he looked more cool than I even expected."Who is that?" I whispered, feeling my heart pounding in my chest.Sandra was breathing rapidly, clearly anxious. "I don't know his name. No one does. He just works for Mr. Croft, handling issues.""Issues?" Hae-Jae's voice was filled with visible fear. Over the times, thing's had changed, Hae-Jae the once strong man was now acting like a weak person."People who ask too many questions," Sandra hissed, turning to face us, her fear overcoming her immediate anger and rage toward us. "I warned you to leave it alone, but you couldn't help digging things up!""We were just trying to help!" I replied with a harsh tone towards her. She was a betrayal. A woman who is like a chameleon."You were being reckless!" she said with a more thick voice. "This isn't a g