All Chapters of Ex-husband, You Broke The Wrong Woman : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

[Elena]"How is he now?" My lips pressed tight as I asked Cassie on the other end.She sighed, and I didn't need to be told that it wasn't going as easily."He's still shocked Elena. He locked himself in one of the rooms and up until now, he refused to come out." She paused, and I felt my heart clench for her. "He only opened up when I told him I brought food and right after that, he shut the door."I could hear the exhaustion in her voice, and honestly, I feel for her, as well as for Noel."Listen, you just have to take it one step at a time with him," I mumbled. "He's still trying to put everything in place. Just don't push it, allow him to take his time and just fill in when you need to." I said and Cassie sniffed on the other end.I bit down on my lips, rubbing the heel of my palm on my forehead.I could feel it throbbing."I will try my best. I miss my man, Elena. I want this all over. And you know the wedding date has to be rescheduled. All of this is just...""Everything will b

[Asher]There was nothing left of my pride to protect.Nothing.If throwing every ounce of shame I had left onto the ground would save my son, then so be it. Pride could burn. Reputation could rot. I didn’t care anymore. Not when Darian was lying somewhere between life and death, gasping for breath he didn’t have the strength to take.I had already lost too much.I had practically sneaked into this office like a criminal—like a man with something to hide—just to avoid the security guards stationed outside. Men who would have dragged me out without blinking if they knew why I was here.I stood outside for close to an hour, my back pressed against the wall, heart hammering so loud I was sure someone would hear it. I waited. Watched. Calculated. Every second felt like another nail in my son’s coffin.The moment they were distracted—even for a split second—I moved.That was the only chance I had.Yes, I saw Raphael and Matteo when they walked in. I saw them clearly. Felt the warning slam

[Elena] "Why are you all acting as if something happened?" my mother asked the moment we settled around the dining table. Her voice was calm, almost casual, but it landed like a stone in my chest. My lips pressed together on instinct. I kept my eyes on the table for a second too long before lifting them, forcing myself to look around. Aurora sat beside my mother, posture straight, hands folded neatly in her lap. She hadn’t been in the office, hadn’t heard the words, but she’d seen Asher barge in earlier. She’d seen the way security followed him out. She knew something wasn’t right, even if she didn’t know what. Raphael answered before any of us could say a word. "You’re just assuming," he said, dismissive, smooth. "Nothing is wrong." But my mother wasn’t fooled. Her gaze slid from Raphael to Matteo, then finally settled on me. I felt it there, heavy and knowing, like she was peeling layers off my skin without touching me. My stomach immediately tightened. Instead of pressing m

[Elena]My heart skipped as I stared at the mirror right in front of me, my reflection staring back like a stranger I didn’t quite recognize.I took a deeper breath—one I’d taken at least a hundred times this morning—yet it still didn’t feel like enough.My heart skipped again, my lips pressing into a tight line as my eyes took in my outfit. And immediately, without warning, that voice, that time, forced its way back into my mind with relentless force."Twenty-four hours. He has just twenty-four hours to live if you don’t save him."I swallowed hard, my chest tightening as my heart clenched painfully before I could stop it.My eyes drifted on their own to the wall clock.6:20 a.m.I hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep last night.I’d paced back and forth until the early hours of this morning. My thoughts were running wild, until exhaustion finally pushed me into the bathroom to take a shower and get dressed.After I made my decision last night, I couldn’t stop replaying everything in my hea

[Asher]"What condition, Elena. Please mention it," I said slowly, staring at the woman in front of me.She looked nothing like the Elena I had known.Not the woman who had stayed with me for two years under a contract marriage.Not the woman who always wore a smile.This Elena looked carved from something colder. Harder.And right now, if looks could kill, I would have dropped dead right where I stood."My conditions are simple," Elena said, her voice cutting through my thoughts. "And it’s either you both respect them, or I take a step back and leave this hospital."I nodded immediately.Of course, I would agree.Of course I would.Even if she asked me to stand in the middle of the road and let a car crush me, I wouldn’t hesitate — if that means Darian would live."Just… mention it, Elena," I mumbled, my voice barely audible."Once the surgery is done," she said calmly, "Darian is going home with me."My heart tightened instantly."I am going to be his primary caregiver," she continu