All Chapters of Dumped Her Ex, Married A Secret Billionaire: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Throughout the rest of the reception, Cecilia remained quietly at Liam's side, her gaze perpetually fixed on him.She watched him glide effortlessly through the crowd, exchanging easy laughter and conversation with business magnates and political elites.His demeanor struck the perfect balance between respectful deference and a warmth that put everyone at ease.With anyone he spoke to, he could spark a engaging dialogue in mere moments, as if born with an innate talent for captivating people.That elegance seemed woven into his very bones.But only Cecilia knew the other sides of him—the irreverent humor, the flashes of recklessness he hid from the world.It was this very contradiction that made him so compelling, holding Cecilia's attention completely.He was different.So different that it left her feeling both dazed and acutely aware by turns.And what made her heart race most of all was the knowledge—from now, he was hers."Ahem, Cecilia."A sudden voice cut through her reverie.S

Nick slowly rose to his feet, forcing himself to meet Beck's gaze, his voice trembling uncontrollably."B… Beck, what are you doing here?"Beck acted as if he hadn't heard him at all, striding directly towards Eleanor instead.He took off his suit jacket and draped it gently over her shoulders. His fingers brushed lightly against her exposed skin, and he pretended not to notice her subtle flinch."What are you two doing together?" he asked, his voice low.The sudden weight of the jacket settled on her, his familiar scent washing over her.Her hands tightened on her knees, nails digging deep into her palms as she fought to keep her expression neutral.Seeing this, Nick immediately stepped forward, trying to divert Beck's attention onto himself."We just ran into each other. I invited her in for a drink." He forced a casual smile. "We were just talking about you, actually. Said you've been crazy busy lately."His wo

Buzz—Buzz—In the deep of the night, the phone on the nightstand in Liam and Cecilia's bedroom vibrated insistently, its screen casting a harsh glow in the darkness.Liam's hand shot out, almost instinctively silencing the call before his mind had fully registered it.Silence reclaimed the room. He exhaled quietly and turned his head to check on Cecilia.But she had stirred.Her brow furrowed slightly in her sleep, a faint murmur escaping her lips. Her slender arm reached across, searching the space where he should have been.When her fingers found only emptiness, she shifted restlessly.She was… looking for him.Even lost in slumber, her first instinct was to seek him out.A sharp, tight feeling clenched in Liam's chest.He immediately reached out, his hand enveloping her cool fingers gently.Feeling his familiar warmth, Cecilia shifted closer at once, her cheek nestling unconsciously against his shoulder.Liam used his other hand to rub soothing circles on her back, his voice a low,

Cecilia's head snapped up, her cries cutting off abruptly. Through her tear-blurred vision, she saw Edward crouched beside her.In one hand, he held an identical bouquet of Black Baccara roses. His other hand was suspended in mid-air, as if he had wanted to pat her back but didn't dare.Cecilia turned away almost instinctively, her shoulders hunching as she put distance between them.Edward's outstretched hand hung awkwardly in the empty air.His eyes were bloodshot, filled with unmistakable exhaustion and helplessness.Cecilia hastily wiped away her tears with her sleeve.When she turned back, all the previous vulnerability was gone, replaced by a sharp, unconcealed scorn."What are you doing here?" she demanded, her voice cold.Edward's throat tightened. The words he had practiced in his mind countless times—the apologies, the comfort, the explanations—died right there on his lips.His lips moved soundlessly for a long moment before he finally seemed to expend all his energy, lettin

The Uber moved smoothly away from the cemetery.Cecilia leaned back against the seat, but the passing scenery outside the window did nothing to calm the turmoil inside her.She knew it now—she was no longer just Cecilia.She was Liam Sinclair's wife, an integral part of the public face of SCA Group.Her every word and action could be magnified, twisted by countless watching eyes, even weaponized against Liam and SCA.A single misstep could have incalculable consequences.So from this moment on, she had to be more cautious, to tread carefully.She could not, would not, become a liability to Liam.She drew a deep breath, her brow furrowing unconsciously, so completely absorbed in her thoughts that she missed the unusual details inside the car.The driver's abnormal silence from the start. And his strange getup—the high collar pulled up, obscuring most of his face.Then, without warning—BAM!The car jolted violently."Ah!"Cecilia cried out, her heart seizing. She instinctively grabbed