All Chapters of The Ex’s Regret: She Returned to Her New Billionaire Husband: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

In the master bedroom, Liora sat at the edge of the bed, one hand rubbing her swollen belly, now tighter than usual. Her breathing had grown uneven, and every so often, she winced at the sharp pain striking without warning."Strange, why does it feel different this time?" she murmured, trying to steady her breath.Just that afternoon, the doctor had said her babies still had a few more weeks before their due date. But now, every pulse in her abdomen grew stronger, more urgent. Then suddenly, a warm sensation spread between her thighs. Liora looked down and her eyes widened as clear fluid mixed with red trickled rapidly onto the floor.“No! No, it can’t be. It’s not time yet!”Her hands trembled. She tried to stand, but another wave of pain hit stronger this time forcing her body to hunch over as her knees buckled. Her breathing came in gasps. She reached for the bedside table to support herself, but her body felt too heavy, her belly pulling downward as if something inside was tearing

Liora was still lying in a coma. The sound of the heart monitor echoed softly yet steadily the rhythmic beat serving as the only reminder for Xavier that his wife was still alive, still fighting somewhere between consciousness and oblivion.Three days had passed since the emergency surgery. Three long days where Xavier had barely left the room, sitting in the same chair, his face weary, his eyes bloodshot. He had even refused Max’s suggestion to go home for a short rest.Max entered, carrying a small suitcase. “Sir, I went back home to fetch some clothes and a few important documents. I also tidied up the master bedroom as you requested.”“Thank you, Max,” Xavier replied quietly.“There’s one more thing. While I was cleaning the dressing table, I found this.” He held out a small, slightly worn notebook. “I thought you might want to see it.”Xavier stared at the object for a long moment before finally taking it. His hand trembled slightly when he saw the name engraved in the corner of

It had been nearly a week since that desperate night of emergency surgery. Each day crawled by painfully slow, each minute felt like a test of endurance for Xavier. But today was different.Liora still lay weak on the bed, the machines at her side keeping steady rhythm. Yet now, the sound of the monitor’s beeping felt stronger, more stable than before.As always, Xavier had arrived before dawn, sitting close to her, her hand clasped firmly in his. For the first time, her fingers felt warm instead of cold and lifeless. He stared at her face, still pale but not as empty as before. There was the faintest flush on her cheeks, and earlier that morning, when the nurse came to change her IV, her eyelids had fluttered just slightly, but enough to make Xavier’s heart lurch.He had held his breath in that moment. One small motion, yet it shook his entire being. Now he could not tear his eyes away from her, praying it had not been a reflex but a sign.“Liora, sweetheart, if you can hear me, sque

Morning light filtered through the thin curtains of the hospital room, casting a gentle glow on Liora’s pale face pale, yet brighter than it had been in days. Her eyes slowly fluttered open, meeting the white ceiling above that no longer felt so cold or distant. Beside her bed, Xavier sat slumped in the chair, his hand locked tightly around hers, as if one loosened grip might take her away again.Liora gazed at him for a long moment. A tender warmth spread through her chest as she took in the sight of the man she loved sleeping in such an uncomfortable position, his hair tousled, dark circles shadowing his eyes. He must not have slept properly for days. Guilt mingled with affection in her heart, too deep for words.Her weak hand lifted, brushing softly against his cheek. The touch stirred him awake. Xavier’s eyes blinked open, unfocused at first, then softened when he saw her watching him. A weary smile tugged at his lips.“You’re awake,” he said quietly, his voice hoarse with exhaust

That day, Liora was finally allowed to go home. After weeks confined to the hospital bed, her body was now strong enough to return home. Yet her heart felt heavy when the doctor explained that their twins, Evan and Elise, would have to stay a little longer in the perinatology ward.“They’re both very strong for their age,” the doctor explained gently, “but we still need to make sure their lung function is completely stable. It might take another week or two before they can go home.”Liora nodded slowly, eyes glistening. “I understand, Doctor.”Xavier stood beside her, his hand resting tenderly on her back.“We’ll come here every day, love. They know we’re waiting for them.”A nurse helped push Liora’s wheelchair down the corridor toward the car. Each turn away from the perinatology ward felt like leaving a piece of her heart behind. But she knew their babies were in good hands.When they arrived home, the atmosphere felt different, warmer, softer. The sheets on their bed were freshly