All Chapters of The Ex’s Regret: She Returned to Her New Billionaire Husband: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Isabelle and Max sat in a small café by the street the same one where they had talked a few weeks ago. This time, their table was by the window.“I still can’t believe this,” Isabelle said with a teasing smile. “The man who once rejected every dinner invitation is now the one arriving on time.”Max raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly. “I didn’t want to make you wait again.”“Unbelievable. That’s probably the most romantic thing you’ve ever said.”Max chuckled a sound that was no longer so rare. He took a slow sip of his coffee, then looked at Isabelle. “You’ve really changed.”“How so?”“You’re braver now. You’re not trying to change me anymore.”“Maybe because now I know not everyone needs to be changed. Some people just need time to find themselves,” Isabelle said gently.Max nodded slowly, staring into his cup. “I used to think I’d already found myself. But it turns out I was just hiding behind routine.”“And now?”“Now I’m learning to enjoy small things like this,” Max said quiet

The morning sky was gray above the tall buildings of downtown, a sign that rain could fall at any moment. Xavier stood in front of the large glass window of a restaurant overlooking the main road, his hand holding a cup of coffee that had gone cold.He had arrived early. The meeting with Damien wasn’t something he looked forward to, but there were old Wrenford transition documents that had to be signed. Other than that, he had no desire to speak more than necessary.When the glass door of the restaurant opened, the sound of polished leather shoes echoed clearly. Damien Wrenford entered, wearing a sleek dark suit, a perfectly tied tie, and the same arrogant smile that never seemed to leave his face. He looked like someone who enjoyed every second of attention, even from the waiter who bowed as he passed.“Still like to come early, huh?” Damien teased as he sat across from him. “Old habits die hard, I guess.”Xavier gave him a brief glance, then set his cup down. “Being on time isn’t a

Three days after receiving the letter, Xavier’s life went on as if nothing had changed. He still woke up early, had breakfast with Liora and the children, then spent his afternoons at the Astervale office.Yet, in the quiet rhythm of those routines, something subtle had shifted inside him—a space once filled with pain now felt hollow, like an old wound that had begun to close but had not yet fully healed.Liora could sense it. Her husband had become quieter. Sometimes, during dinner, Xavier would stare out the window for too long—not with worry, but with the gaze of someone weighing something heavy inside.After putting Evan and Elis to bed, Liora joined him in the backyard garden.“You’re still thinking about that letter, aren’t you?” she asked softly.Xavier didn’t turn around; he only replied quietly, “It’s hard not to.”“Do you want to see him?”The question made Xavier exhale deeply. He looked at the olive tree before them, the small tree that had grown strong something they had

The first afternoon Xavier returned to Wrenford, he stood before the large glass wall of the executive boardroom. He closed the folder and turned to the three people he had summoned first.“Harper, you lead the special audit. Starting today, every payment above one hundred thousand dollars is frozen until your team gives clearance.”Harper nodded. “I need full access, Mr. Xavier. Including the server logs and the approval chain of the previous CEO.”Xavier looked at the bespectacled man at the far end of the table. “Ravi, you are the CTO. Revoke all nonessential superuser admin rights. We move the audit trail to the air-gapped reading room that is not connected to the network. Keep physical copies in the vault.”“I have waited a long time to hear that sentence.”Max stood near the door, taking notes. Xavier turned to him.“You handle physical security. List everyone who entered or exited the archive warehouse in the past three months and one more thing, Damien’s access is restricted to

The car door closed softly.“I will come in earlier tomorrow, sir. There are several letters from the auditors that need to be reviewed,” Max said.Xavier nodded. “Thank you, Max. Go home now. Rest.”“Good night, sir.”“Good night.”Xavier took the stairs one by one, unhurried. As soon as he opened the door, the warmth of home greeted him, the scent of baby soap, the fragrance of jasmine tea, and soft instrumental music playing low in the kitchen. He hung his coat behind the door, took off his watch, and paused for a moment at the threshold of the family room.Liora stood near the rocking chair, holding Elis, who wore cloud-patterned pajamas. Elis’s small eyes were half closed, her tiny fingers gripping the edge of Liora’s collar. On the carpet, Evan crawled slowly, stopped when he saw his father, then stretched out both hands as if asking to be picked up.“Papa is home,” Liora whispered, turning with a smile. “How was it?”“Quite long, but done for today.” He knelt, lifted Evan, and