All Chapters of Dumped Her Ex, Married A Secret Billionaire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

In the upscale north district apartment, Robin lounged on the leather sofa, his gaze playfully appraising Elva, who stood frozen nearby."Lovely place," He casually picked up a crystal ornament, his tone flippant.Elva's entire body tensed, her heartbeat involuntarily quickening.Liam's two brothers were legendary in their own ways. Murphy carried himself with natural authority that made people afraid to look directly at him, while Robin was the classic playboy—but behind his harmless gentleman's smile lay a magnetism that had brought countless women to their knees.Thinking of this, she carefully shuffled her feet, trying to put more distance between herself and this dangerous man."I'm Robin Sinclair. You should know who I am." He suddenly moved closer, elegantly extending a gold-embossed business card. "And what should I call you, beautiful?"That flirtatious inquiry made Elva's cheeks flush slightly.She nervously fumbled for her own card and handed it over. "Hello sir, I'm Elva

Edward's car screeched to a halt outside BeanLab Coffee. He barely put it in park before shoving the door open, his eyes instantly locking onto the solitary figure by the window.Her sharp jawline and thin shoulders struck him first—a sudden, unwelcome twist in his gut. How had she gotten so much thinner since their last meeting?Cecilia turned at the sound. Her gaze held his for a moment before drifting down. She set her coffee cup aside, a bitter smile touching her lips. "You remembered this place. How unexpected."The words sliced through him, unlocking a flood of memories. His eyes darted around the café—the familiar layout, the specific table. His heart sank. Where she was sitting—this was her mother's favorite seat.Cecilia wasn't looking at him anymore. Her hollow stare fixed on the towering skyscraper of MT Group in the distance, as if seeing straight through the glass into some painful, unreachable past."Mom sat right here, didn't she?" Cecilia's voice was soft, almost

The afternoon heat pressed down, even within the sterile, air-conditioned hospital. The mix of antiseptic and stifling air was suffocating.Inside the ICU lounge, Ronald slouched on the sofa, lazily flipping through a tabloid a nurse had dropped off earlier. A low, mocking chuckle slipped from his throat.“What a shame.”He’d expected SCA’s PR team to react quickly, but he hadn’t imagined they’d wipe the scandal clean within half an hour. A day’s worth of planning, his carefully prepared “gift,” had been erased in an instant.From the hallway came the sharp, frantic click of heels, echoing closer and closer. Then—slam—the door burst open.Gia rushed inside, her face pale, her expression frantic.Ronald barely lifted his gaze before dropping it back to the magazine, his voice cool and dismissive.“What happened now?”Her chest rose and fell as she struggled to catch her breath, her words trembling.“Cecilia’s grandfather… he left a secret will!”The page froze mid-turn. Ronald’s eye

Half an hour later—Click.The bathroom door finally opened.Cecilia instinctively looked up, guilt flashing across her eyes.Liam stepped out with nothing but a towel slung low around his waist, droplets of water running down his chiseled chest and the hard ridges of his abs.His expression was unreadable, as if nothing had happened. He walked past her without a glance and sat on the far side of the couch.The air grew heavy, charged with something sharp and suffocating, as if the tension itself could snap at any second.And then—Grrrrrrowwl—A loud rumble from her stomach shattered the silence.Cecilia froze, her face flaming red. She clutched her belly as if she could shove the sound back inside.Clearly, it was too late.Liam rose slowly, his gaze cutting down toward her stiff posture. His voice was deep, steady. “Hungry?”She hesitated for a beat, then gave up the act, shoulders slumping. “...Yeah.”“What do you want?” His tone didn’t waver.Her eyes lit up instantly, the embarr

Liam strolled back with an easy air, as if the earlier confrontation had never left a trace.He casually wiped his hands, pushed the menu toward Cecilia, and said in a calm, unhurried tone, “Order whatever you want.”Cecilia’s eyes widened, her chest about to burst with frustration. How can he think about food at a time like this?!She lowered her voice, unable to hide the urgency trembling through it. “That family isn’t one you can afford to cross.”At least she had her family behind her, enough to stand her ground verbally. But Liam had nothing—how could he dare to act that way?Liam only gave a faint smile, his voice warm yet laced with unshakable confidence. “I’m not someone to mess with either.”Cecilia froze, lips parting, but for once she had no retort.Liam shifted his gaze, glancing at the pale-faced manager who was still rooted to the spot. His brows lifted slightly as he spoke with quiet politeness, “Sorry for the disturbance. Tonight’s bill will be covered by our table.