All Chapters of No Second Chances, Ex-husband: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

LAUREN'S POVMy car pulled to a stop in front of Roman’s place, the tires barely grinding against the gravel before I was already pushing the door open. I didn’t even remember to slam it shut. I just rushed out, practically stumbling as my feet hit the ground because my entire mind was spinning, racing, trying to catch up with everything I had just seen.The air felt heavier today, like it was pressing against my chest, making it hard to breathe. I walked — more like half-ran toward the door, my heart pounding so fast I felt like I could hear the rhythm in my ears. I fumbled a little with the handle before getting it open, stepping inside in a hurry.Roman was right there, standing near the couch with his keys in hand. It looked like he was about to head out, maybe to go get something. But the moment I stepped into the living room, he froze. His hand hung in mid-air, his fingers still curled around the keys as his gaze landed on me“Lauren,” he said, lifting his brows as he straighten

LAUREN'S POV“Alright then, if this lady is who she claims to be and wants me to meet up with her, then I guess I don’t mind. I might have some questions that I’d like to ask her too,” I said, even though my stomach tightened slightly at the thought.“Good, but I’ll be coming with you,” Roman said immediately, like he had already made up his mind before I even opened my mouth.“Is there any reason?” I asked, even though I already had an idea of what he was about to say.“No matter who this person says she is, she’s still a stranger that we don’t know yet. So until we confirm it with our own eyes, I can’t just let you go and see someone alone.” Roman’s voice held that protective firmness he always used whenever he thought I might be walking straight into danger.“Ok,” I agreed, “but no bodyguards or police. Just the two of us.”“Ok then,” he said, nodding. “But let her know we’ll be picking the meet-up location. Just in case.”That part didn’t surprise me. Roman liked having control ev

LAUREN'S POV“Hold on, you just said we were in an orphanage?” I asked, my voice slow, like my mind was still trying to catch up with what she had just mentioned so casually.“Yes,” Elizabeth replied, nodding once, her face as calm as if she had repeated this story a hundred times already.“That means our biological parents, they’re…”“They’re dead. According to my parents, the orphanage said they died in an accident. We were the only ones who survived.” Elizabeth cut me off before I could even finish the sentence.I blinked as her words settled inside me, heavy and cold. My shoulders dropped slightly as I sank a bit into my chair, feeling the weight of that reality land on me. My gaze drifted down to the floor, not really focusing on anything in particular, just trying to absorb the information.I didn’t know what I had been expecting. Maybe I had been hoping for too much. Maybe somewhere in the back of my mind I thought they’d be alive. Maybe they’d come searching one day, or maybe

ELIZABETH'S POV I let out a small sigh that sounded just soft enough to pass as guilt or maybe something close to remorse. I wasn’t exactly the best at pretending, but I hoped it would come across the way I needed it to. Then I lifted my gaze slightly and said, “Ok, maybe I might have reacted too much, I’m sorry about that.” My voice wasn’t shaky or emotional, just calm… the way an apology should sound when you want people to stop looking at you a certain way. While speaking, most of my attention went straight to Roman. I was trying not to make it too obvious, but I still glanced at him out of the corner of my eye, just to see if the apology made any difference. He gave me a small nod — nothing dramatic, nothing that revealed too much emotion, just a simple acknowledgment. Lauren mirrored the same gesture, nodding as well, so I guess they both accepted it. Or at least they pretended that they did. “If you're only here for a business conclusion, then you're staying at a hotel?” Laur

ELIZABETH'S POV I knew why she was calling. Jessica never wasted time, especially when she was waiting for juicy updates, so I already knew she wanted to ask how everything went and if Lauren was truly my sister. The phone kept buzzing beside me, vibrating against the covers like it was rushing me. I let out a small breath, picked it up, and answered, placing the phone against my ear. “Tell me, did you confirm it? Is she your twin?” Jessica asked immediately, sounding like she’d been holding the question in her chest all day. “Well, from what I’ve seen so far, I would likely say yes. Like you said, there’s no need to go to the hospital to confirm it. She literally looked like my photocopy today, we even wore the same dress.” I said, sitting down on the bed and crossing my legs slowly, letting myself sink into the mattress. “Wow, that’s good news, I am really happy for you,” Jessica said. “Yeah, whatever,” I replied, shrugging it off like it was some boring update from a stran