Lahat ng Kabanata ng Dumped Her Ex, Married A Secret Billionaire: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

The sound of a commotion from inside the room made Sid and the security guards outside pale instantly.BAM—!The moment the door was kicked open, time seemed to freeze.The sight that met them stole everyone's breath—Mandel, his face twisted with fury, was lunging viciously once more towards Liam, a short knife gripped tightly in his hand.Liam stood motionless, his left arm dripping blood.Crimson drops fell one by one from his fingertips, splattering onto the floorboards, yet his eyes held not a trace of hesitation.Sid, moving purely on instinct, shoved a chair out of his way, his own face a mask of horror and disbelief."Sir!"But he was too late.The blade had already sliced across Liam's arm once more, fabric tearing as a gruesome wound split open.Liam didn't even flinch. As Mandel swung the knife again, Liam moved with lightning speed, seizing his wrist and twisting it back with brutal force—CRACK.The sound of bone dislocating."Ahhh—!" Mandel let out a piercing shriek, his

At the same moment, the guest room at Sinclair Manor was utterly silent.Cecilia sat motionless on the edge of the bed, frozen in the same position she had been in when Liam left an hour ago.Her brow was furrowed, her hands clutching the bedsheet tightly.A fine layer of sweat beaded on her forehead, and if one looked closely, the fabric on her back was damp too.For some reason, an intense sense of foreboding coiled around her heart, tightening its grip with each passing minute.She couldn't do anything but repeat in a low whisper, "It's fine… Everything will be fine… Trust him. It'll be okay…"But even she wasn't convinced by her own words.Knock. Knock. Knock.A sudden rapping at the door shattered the stillness.Cecilia didn't react, still lost in her anxious thoughts.Knock. Knock. Knock.The second round of knocks was more forceful, making the door panel vibrate slightly.She still didn't hear it, her vacant gaze fixed on a point on the floor, as if her very soul had been drain

The hallway sconces cast a dim, yellowish glow, stretching Rebecca's shadow long and thin at her feet.She stood before the door, her right hand lifting and then falling, repeating the motion three or four times, yet never quite managing to land on the wooden surface.Each time her fingertips were about to touch the panel, that familiar chill would shoot up her spine, making her pull back involuntarily.The courage she'd mustered moments ago seemed to dissipate completely here, in front of this door.Just as she raised her hand for the fifth time, finally steeling her resolve to knock—Click.The door opened from the inside.She froze mid-motion, hand suspended in the air."F-Father!"Rebecca snatched her hand back as if shocked, snapping automatically to attention.Her hands flew to her sides, back ramrod straight, chin slightly lifted.Ferdinand's gaze lingered on her tense face for a moment, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.He didn't speak, merely gave a slight nod before t

The sharp scent of antiseptic filled the hospital room as Liam clenched his jaw, letting the nurse wrap the final layer of bandage around his arm.The sting barely registered—nothing compared to the restless, burning worry twisting inside his chest."Sir, you really should stay for observation—""That won't be necessary." Liam was already getting to his feet, grabbing the jacket draped over the chair.The sudden movement tugged at his wound, a quick jolt of pain shooting up his arm. He winced but forced his arm through the sleeve anyway.The hallway smelled even stronger of disinfectant. His dress shoes struck the glossy floor in sharp, hurried clicks. In his mind, Cecilia's face kept replaying over and over—Was she still waiting for him?Was she worrying because he left without warning?Cold night air rushed against his skin the moment he pushed the hospital doors open.Liam stopped short on the steps outside.Robin was leaning against a black sedan, his tall silhouette stretched lo

Later that night, Liam stood by the open window, watching a thin trail of cigarette smoke drift into the cool darkness outside.He exhaled the final ring, crushed the cigarette into the ashtray, and set it aside.The dim bedside lamp cast warm shadows across his bare torso, highlighting the sharp cut of his abs and the clean lines of his muscles.He glanced toward the bed.Cecilia was fast asleep, her breathing steady and soft.Picking up his phone, Liam dialed a number.The ringtone dragged on until someone finally answered—impatient, drunk, and surrounded by noise."This better be good," Nick slurred. Behind him came the thump of club music and a woman's giggle."I sent something to your email." Liam's voice was icy and controlled. "Tomorrow morning, ten o'clock sharp—I want every major news outlet running it as the top headline."The other end went silent for a full second.Nick sobered instantly. He straightened up, brushing away the woman leaning on his arm."What headline?""Jus