All Chapters of Billionaire Regrets: Loving a Substitute Ex-Wife: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"Alice, wake up! How could you suddenly faint? Get Alice out of here, quickly," Morgan roared at his subordinates. Morgan allowed Alice to be carried away by his men, ensuring her safety. The man returned to the fight, deflecting every attack while manoeuvring Marcel towards the position Rafael had specified. Rafael's instructions crackled through the earpiece: "Morgan, corner Marcel into the narrow alley. Selina will hold him there while I reverse the communication lines. Do not lose control." Morgan responded precisely. Marcel was cornered, his breath ragged, his face contorted with fury. Alice, back at the apartment, had just recovered from her faint and immediately resumed monitoring all communication channels and the team. "Morgan… be careful… he’s getting more aggressive…" "I'm fine… focus on the strategy, Alice. Good thing you’re conscious now. Hopefully, we'll win." The fight was not only physical but psy

"I only want one thing: return Alice. Put her by my side," Marcel replied. "Are you insane? I will never let go of Alice. She is the woman I love." Morgan was furious. "If you do not comply with my demands. Then do not blame me when everyone following you dies alongside you. You clearly know that many more wish you dead." Marcel stated bluntly. "Who wishes me dead? Is it not just you? Answer me! Marcel, who else is my enemy?" Morgan demanded, but at that very moment, Marcel cut the call. The heavy rain that night poured over the city, striking the windows of Morgan and Alice's apartment with a rhythm almost like a war drum. The wind howled, as if signifying that a greater danger was lurking. Marcel, frustrated by his previous failed strategies, was now launching his most extreme attack: a combination of physical pressure, psychological traps, and simultaneous information manipulation. Rafael stared at the laptop screen wit

"Morgan must pay with his life for murdering my son," the mysterious man stated. "Sir, should we continue to monitor the movements of Mr. Marcel and this murderer Morgan?" his subordinate inquired. "Of course, keep an eye on them all. But I don't want Morgan to die quickly. I want him to die without a funeral and suffer immensely at the start. He has underestimated a Mafia King like me," he clenched his fist. Although he was middle-aged, his handsomeness was no less than Morgan's or Marcel's. Alice was still with Marcel, and he, Morgan's twin brother, currently intended to make Alice fall in love with him. That was why he wasn't rough, and he was currently flirting with Alice. "Alice... touch my chest! Then what do you feel? Tell me after you've touched it." Marcel suddenly came closer, having just showered and only wearing a knee-length towel. His muscular, built body made Alice feel something different. "What do you mean? Why aren'

"Are you an idiot, Morgan? If Alice loved you, she would certainly come back to you. I know you betrayed Alice for Fiona—your first love—but now you're quits. Alice betrayed you by running off with your twin brother," Rafael said. "What do you mean, Rafael? Alice loves me. I will make her come back to me. I will wait for her return to London and ask her directly." "Is this the payback because I hurt Alice back then? Ah... I have to see Alice." The rain on the beach was so beautiful. It wasn't too heavy, and Alice was so happy that Marcel had taken her on holiday to the island with the very beautiful beach. "Marcel... the rain here isn't too cold. I think I'll go surfing. I want to experience a beach holiday too. It's been a long time since I've been this happy, thank you," Alice said. Marcel pulled her hand. Then he hugged Alice from behind. "Alice... have you decided to choose me over Morgan? Do you still love Morgan?" Mar

"I am glad — I only came for revenge — so why does my heart recoil at seeing others suffer? But it's impossible for me to fall in love with him," Alice replied."Because you have a good heart; that's why you cannot bear to see others in pain," Marcel answered."You understand me best, Marcel." At that moment Alice thought of Marcel as her guardian angel. She was pleased that Morgan had been ruined, yet in her heart there lingered another feeling — perhaps merely pity for the man who had once hurt her. Alice was, without doubt, far too kind.Morgan had been ruined; he had truly fallen. Now all he could do was try to start again from scratch if he ever hoped to become a wealthy billionaire.The next morning, before the sun had risen over the eastern horizon, when the sky was still veiled in thin mist and the air hung damp, Marcel sat in a corner of an old warehouse on the town’s outskirts. He was pleased at having dealt Morgan such a devastating blo