All Chapters of Billionaire Regrets: Loving a Substitute Ex-Wife: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

I Love You, You Deserve Revenge"I have to find her, I cannot lose Alice again. I know for sure she is doing all this just to take revenge on me for the past. But I know she still loves me, the look in her eyes never lies." Morgan immediately searched for Alice with the help of some of his men.There, in the dark corridors beneath St. Mary’s Underground Station, Alice moved like a ghost. The jump she made from the ambulance had caused a sharp pain, not only from Fiona's laceration, but also from the hard impact on her hip and legs. Every step was an agonising struggle.Alice limped, holding onto the cold, damp stone wall, her breath short and wheezing. She had succeeded. She had escaped Morgan, from Marcel, from the fate of being a captive in their struggle for love and revenge. However, she was not free. She was just a wounded fugitive, carrying Charles and Thomas's data, which had now become her provision for life.Alice knew she could not go further. Her body had reached its limit

Alice’s Past Memories There are certain days a person wishes to bury as deeply as possible, yet memory never works quite that well. As Alice stared at Morgan's ceiling, with the aroma of antiseptic and the soft ticking of the bio-monitor machine, her past occasionally appeared like a long, unavoidable shadow. The memory came without permission. So clear… so painful… like an old wound being sliced open again. Alice closed her eyes. And she returned to the darkest day of her life—the day everything collapsed. Years ago… The sound of reception music drifted faintly from the luxurious hotel ballroom, but to Alice, the world felt completely silent. She had just stepped down from the extra pre-wedding photo shoot stage, and was still wearing the custom-made white wedding gown from her favourite designer. A dress that was supposed to be a symbol of happiness. But what she received instead was a betrayal she never imagined. A man stood across the car park, looking at her with a

Returning Home (Revenge)After several days of intensive care, Alice finally opened her eyes. The hospital disinfectant smell was sharp, the white light pierced her eyes, and the sound of the heart monitor was regular—yet Alice's heart beat chaotically. Her consciousness returned slowly, bringing with it memories that struck her like a storm.Betrayal.Lies.The planned destruction of her life by her own family.As soon as he saw Alice starting to wake up, Morgan, who was sitting beside the bed, immediately grasped her cold hand. The man’s eyes were red from lack of sleep.“Alice… you’re awake? Thank goodness…” his voice trembled.Alice looked at Morgan. For the first time, there was no anger in her eyes—only deep exhaustion.“You’re still here?” she asked softly.“I won’t leave… not anymore.”Alice closed her eyes briefly. All those memories chased her again—Brian kissing Viona, Father freezing all her money access, her friends avoiding her, and the car that hit her.“Why is all this

The Father's Fall The large house felt colder than before—as if its walls knew that today marked the beginning of the collapse of a man who had long stood on a foundation of lies. Alice's father sat on the long living room sofa, his face pale, his breathing heavy. In front of him, the files Alice brought lay on the glass table, waiting to become the hammer of his life's destruction. Morgan stood beside Alice, silent but resolute. They had just returned from a long journey, a journey that ended with one incident still vivid in their minds: Fiona’s death. The girl, who had briefly fled abroad and returned with burning vengeance, finally met her own end when attempting to kill Alice. As her pistol was aimed at Alice's chest, Morgan didn't have time to pull Alice away. Alice only managed to grab the pistol that had fallen to the ground—and that single shot ended everything. Fiona died instantly. Everything was over. And now, the remaining past Alice had to face was the man in

The Enduring Romantic Surprise The evening breeze blew gently as Morgan’s car stopped in front of the tall, gold-white building. Alice stared out the window in confusion. She knew this place—a government office usually visited by people for one major purpose in their lives: to formalise a bond of love. “Why are we here?” Alice asked, turning to Morgan. Morgan just smiled, a smile full of mystery yet warmth—the smile that had been Alice’s haven when the world was too harsh. A smile that promised serenity after the long storm they had just endured. “There’s something I want to show you,” Morgan replied, turning off the engine. Morgan opened the door and carefully took Alice’s hand, as if holding something fragile yet immensely precious. Alice followed without asking, although her heart began to beat faster than usual, filled with a mixture of curiosity and a vague hope. Inside the building, the atmosphere felt calm