Semua Bab Dumped Her Ex, Married A Secret Billionaire: Bab 321 - Bab 330

Cecilia watched Bruno's almost hurried retreat, a knowing smile curving her lips.She had just turned her wheelchair when she saw Liam walking toward her.He stopped in front of her, frowning slightly, his tone gentle but helpless. "Didn't you promise me you'd get proper rest?""I heard everything you said to Bruno," Cecilia said, lifting her head to meet his eyes.Liam fell silent for a moment, then spoke softly. "Looks like I miscalculated.""You didn't," Cecilia replied quietly. "It's just that what you asked was too cruel for Bruno. If he didn't have to keep it from Rebecca, he might have agreed.""I only wanted them to be safe and stay together," Liam said, taking her hand, his palm warm. "But now I see it clearly--Rebecca can't be without him right now."After a moment of thought, Cecilia said, "Honestly, I don't think Harriet would dare go after Bruno so openly. The Wilson family isn't someone she can just push around. Isn't sh

Liam and Cecilia were discharged from the hospital one week later, on a quiet afternoon.With only three days left until Robin's wedding, the major media outlets had long caught wind of it.For days, reporters had been stationed outside both family estates, waiting for any sign of movement.Today, however, the attention outside the Rupert residence was unusually intense.A convoy belonging to General Chapman Pearson appeared at the front gate, immediately drawing the notice of military correspondents.Among New York's upper circles, no one was unaware of the long-standing tension between the Sinclair and Pearson families--one advocating diplomacy and stability, the other favoring hardline measures and frequently stirring political turbulence.Although Harold had no idea why Chapman had come, he still ordered the gates opened to receive him.Cecilia had moved in discreetly the night before. At this moment, she stood by the window of a

On the hospital rooftop, the man stood against the wind.He looked down at the dark-gray figures running back and forth below, searching frantically, a faintly mocking curve lifting his lips."Look! There's someone on the roof!"A passerby's startled cry drew a wave of upward glances.Ronald sat casually on the edge of the railing, legs dangling outside as if he were sightseeing. He even swung them leisurely, utterly unconcerned.By the time Liam arrived, the rooftop entrance was already packed with onlookers.Security personnel were struggling to maintain order. "This is a public area. We don't have the authority to forcibly clear it.""Clear it," Liam said quietly.The surrounding noise died instantly.In less than five minutes, the rooftop was completely emptied.Liam lit a cigarette, slowly exhaled a thin stream of gray smoke, and lifted his gaze to the man by the railing. "I didn't expect you'd choose this kind of spectacle to get attention.""I heard today is Robin's wedding," R

Hugh's estate was steeped in silence. The servants kept their heads down as they went about their work, no one daring to approach the punishment room at the back of the grounds.Inside the dim, enclosed space, the heavy stench of blood hung thick in the air. From the far end of the corridor came steady, rhythmic footsteps, drawing closer until they stopped outside the iron door.The door swung open. A pair of dark-gray military boots stepped inside.Ronald was bound tightly to an iron frame, his limbs immobilized. The violent spasms brought on by withdrawal wracked his body, making him tremble uncontrollably."I hear you managed to offend Hugh," the man said, dragging a chair over and straddling it as he sat down, his gaze cold as he looked at the convulsing figure on the rack.Ronald felt waves of chill wash over him, followed by bursts of searing heat, as if he were being tortured between ice and fire. His fingers stiffened; sensation in his limbs was slowly slipping away.The man l

After the commotion settled, Cecilia glanced at Liam beside her and chuckled softly."Murphy really lives up to his reputation. He can even push away a beautiful woman from his arms.""He just wanted a quiet place to talk to her alone," Liam replied."What do you mean?"Liam tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and explained quietly, "Murphy has a bit of an obsession with cleanliness. He can tolerate being dirty himself, but he won't tolerate someone unclean coming near him.""But I just saw him...""You saw correctly. He was helping Claire wipe her face--and doing it carefully."Cecilia couldn't help laughing. "He really has to keep up appearances at all times.""What about Eleanor?" Beck's voice suddenly cut in.Cecilia looked back at the sofa--it was empty now. Her chest tightened. "She was just here..."Beck immediately turned and rushed out of the lounge, anxiously scanning the area.Liam held Cecilia back as she tried to follow. "Stay here.""But--""We'll go find her. You