Semua Bab The Ex’s Regret: She Returned to Her New Billionaire Husband: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Bella stood in the kitchen, her hands slightly trembling as she spread strawberry jam on the toast. Her somewhat swollen belly, three months into her pregnancy, made her movements less agile than before. Still, she tried her best to prepare a perfect breakfast for Noah.Noah sat at the end of the table, his posture straight in a crisp white shirt. But his eyes never truly looked at Bella. For the past few minutes, he had been focused on his phone screen, fingers moving swiftly, typing messages to someone unknown.Bella glanced at him briefly.“Honey, breakfast is ready,” she said.Noah lifted his head for a moment, offering a faint smile that felt more like a courtesy than affection.“Thanks,” he replied.He placed his phone beside his plate but didn’t touch the food. Instead, his hand reached again for the coffee cup.“Do you have another meeting today?” Bella asked.“Yes,” Noah answered curtly, eyes already back on his phone. “I have to leave early. There’s something I can’t postpon

Noah stepped into the grand house he used to be proud of, but each step felt heavier than the last. His heart was burning with frustration.His father-in-law’s face was still fresh in his mind. The older man had just forced him to agree to a business merger that he believed would hurt his company. But if he refused, Bella’s family would pull their investment—and if that happened, his company would truly be finished.“Stupid! Everything’s getting worse.”He looked around. The living room was silent. No footsteps, no sweet smile to welcome him. No scent of food from the kitchen.Noah made his way to the kitchen and found one of the maids washing dishes.“Where’s Bella?”The maid turned. “She said she was meeting her friends earlier today, Sir. She hasn’t come back yet.”“Which friends?”“I’m not sure, Sir. She didn’t say.”Without replying, Noah turned and headed to the main bedroom. When he opened the door, the room was empty.He took a deep breath and sat at the edge of the bed. Runni

Nighttime.The sound of Liora’s footsteps echoed down the long hallway toward the main bedroom. In her hands, she carried a dry towel and a set of dark gray men’s pajamas, neatly prepared. This wasn’t the first time she had laid everything out for Xavier, yet there was still a strange feeling in her chest that never went away.She let out a quiet sigh, placed the clean clothes on the bed, and turned to leave—but it was too late.The bathroom door swung open, and out stepped Xavier Wrenford—tall, hair wet, and not a single stitch of clothing on his body.Liora instantly turned away. “I’ve put your clothes on the bed.”Xavier raised an eyebrow slightly. “Thank you.”He walked past her casually, as if completely unaware of the heat rising in her cheeks.Liora kept her head down, fingers lacing together. Even after almost two years of marriage, Xavier could still make her nervous just by walking like that. Even when he did nothing at all, the man exuded an undeniable magnetism.While Xavi

The Grand Hall of the Montgomery Residence that night was like a giant jewel box. Crystal chandeliers reflected golden light, and soft classical music floated through the air; the guests were dressed like nobility.Liora stepped in wearing a maroon satin gown—its silhouette elegant yet graceful, her hair swept into a low chignon adorned with white pearls. Every pair of eyes turned toward her. But behind her faint smile, she was bracing herself. Xavier walked by her side, his black suit impeccably tailored, carrying himself like a king escorting his queen. His arm circled her waist firmly, leaving no space between them. Barely a few steps into the room, the whispers began."That’s Xavier’s wife? Isn’t she—""Shhh, not so loud…"Liora pretended not to hear, though she could feel the piercing stares from every corner of the room.From the grand staircase, a woman appeared—tall, pale-skinned, wearing a silver gown. Her blonde waves framed a face with blood-red lips and sharp eyes, like a

The next morning.Liora woke up first. Xavier was still fast asleep beside her, lying on his side with steady, even breaths. She watched him for a few seconds. His face in sleep looked more relaxed, far from the cold and intimidating impression he usually gave. Without realizing it, her fingers moved, wanting to brush away a strand of hair that had fallen across his forehead.“I can feel you staring at me.” Xavier’s voice was deep and still husky. His eyes opened slowly.Liora quickly pulled her hand back. “I was just about to wake you up.”“By staring at me like that? If that’s how you wake me, I wouldn’t mind you doing it every day.”Liora let out a small huff. “I woke up early because I have something to do outside.”“What business? You rarely go out without me knowing.”“I want to go to the boutique to exchange the dress from yesterday.”“Have one of our people do it. I don’t want you going out alone.” Xavier’s tone was firm, leaving no room for argument.“I’m not a child, Xavier.