All Chapters of No Second Chances, Ex-husband: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

ROMAN'S POV Our car finally pulled up in our driveway, the familiar dark bricks and tall trees greeting us like they always did. The moment the driver stopped the engine, I didn’t waste any time. I pushed the door open and stepped out, letting out a silent breath as the cool breeze hit my face. I adjusted my suit jacket almost out of habit, smoothing the fabric down as I headed toward the front door. My pace was steady but tired, and I could hear Lauren’s softer footsteps following close behind me. Today had drained everything out of me. Every last drop of energy I thought I had left in me was scraped out at the office. Work had piled up like a mountain. Ever since Hale Industries no longer had a real competition to deal with, more investors had been calling nonstop, asking for meetings, demanding discussions, trying to strike deals before anyone else could get ahead of them. And because the matter was delicate, I had to personally attend to every single one of them, along with Laur

ROMAN'S POV “Anyways, to recover from all the stress Aria gave me today, I got some nice steak and Italian rice, not just for me alone, I got for you guys too,” Tessa said slowly, carefully bringing out a small plate from the takeout bags. She placed it on the coffee table with care, her movements deliberate, as if she wanted to make sure everyone noticed her effort. “Nah, we’re good. We’re having a nice little dinner tonight, so I don’t wanna fill myself up before then,” Lauren said calmly, shaking her head with that serene, composed smile. Her tone was polite but firm, leaving no room for argument. “It’s a special dinner, right? Because everyone has dinner at their house every day,” Tessa said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, a smirk curling at the corner of her lips as she leaned back against the couch. “Of course it is. My twin sister, the one I told you about over the phone yesterday, she’s coming,” Lauren said, there was a spark of excitement in her eyes that betrayed her c

ROMAN'S POV I pulled back slightly, just enough to really look at her, my eyes meeting hers without anything blocking the moment. The sincerity in that five-year-old’s gaze was unmatched, almost disarming in a way that caught me completely off guard. It wasn’t just innocence — it was trust, pure and simple, the kind that hit harder than any speech or dramatic moment ever could. For a second, everything around us seemed to go still. The air felt lighter. The house, which had felt so noisy and chaotic the past few days, suddenly seemed calm. And in that moment, absolutely nothing else mattered. Not the embarrassment. Not the shock. Not the stress, the confused emotions, the messy buildup leading to this exact point. All of it melted away like it had never existed. What mattered now was this — this quiet, powerful bond forming between a father and his daughter, fragile but real, honest, and stronger than I ever expected it to be. I nodded slowly, swallowing the hard lump that had

ELIZABETH'S POV I stepped down from the car that Lauren sent to pick me up. The evening air brushed against my skin, carrying a soft warmth that made everything around me look even more breathtaking. I took a slow, steady breath, letting my eyes take in the view in front of me before I even bothered to move. The villa was… incredible. Nothing about it was exaggerated online or in the news. Seeing it live, standing right in front of it, was like staring at some luxury advertisement brought to life. For a moment I just stood there, clutching my purse lightly, admiring every part of the view. The villa alone was enough motivation to make me put in my best performance tonight. After gathering myself a bit, I finally started heading to the front door. The heels clicked perfectly with each step, not too loud, not too soft — just right to make me feel powerful as I approached the entrance. I lifted my hand, gently knocked, and waited. A few seconds later, the door opened. A woman stood

ELIZABETH'S POV As I stretched my hand out, I watched as the once big smile she had on her face slowly faded away right in front of me. It was almost funny how fast the change happened. A few moments ago, Roman had said something to her that made her laugh so hard her tiny shoulders shook, but the second her eyes shifted toward me, the laughter just vanished. Completely gone. The way she looked at me like she was studying me or maybe trying to figure out what category to place me in, left my hand hanging awkwardly in the air. And it wasn’t the normal type of hesitation a child would give when meeting a stranger. No. There was something different about this one. It was almost like she didn’t like me already. Which made absolutely no sense. She barely knew me. She only just saw me for the first time in her life. How could she dislike someone she didn’t even know? Maybe I was overthinking it. Yeah, maybe that was it. Kids act weird sometimes. They do strange things without thinking.