All Chapters of Dumped Her Ex, Married A Secret Billionaire: Chapter 421 - Chapter 430

Liam let out a long, slow breath. The scorching, violent rage burning in his chest seemed to ease slightly as the air left his lungs.A jacket still warm with body heat was draped over his shoulders.Cecilia wrapped her arms tightly around him from behind, holding his waist, her cheek pressed against his rigid back."Did I scare you?" he asked as he turned around. His voice was hoarse as he lifted a hand to gently stroke her hair.Cecilia nodded and looked up at him. "Your eyes were so red just now... like you were about to kill someone.""I lost control," he said, lowering his head to kiss her forehead, guilt clear in his tone. "I shouldn't have let you see that.""I know you've been holding a lot inside," Cecilia said softly. She raised her hand, her fingertips smoothing the deep crease between his brows. "It's not just Robin... Meredith too, right?""I just don't want anyone touching what's mine," Liam replied, his voice darkening."If you really don't want to see him, I'll have hi

In the depths of Robehod Hospital, footsteps echoed through the corridor--sometimes light, sometimes heavy--lingering without leaving.On the hospital bed, the person who should have been asleep suddenly opened her eyes.Vicky's mind was hazy. For a moment, she couldn't even remember why she was lying there.Her vision slowly focused and landed on a figure standing by the window with his back to her.For a split second, that familiar outline made her mistakenly think it was Robin.Then fragments of last night crashed into her mind--blood, gunshots, the icy cold floor.She closed her eyes briefly. When she opened them again, clarity and chill filled her gaze. How ridiculous, to still have such illusions.The man by the window turned his wheelchair and faced the bed, his gentle smile seemingly measured to perfection.Several names flashed through Vicky's mind--Murphy? Liam? Ferdinand?--yet she had never expected it to be him.Daniel stopped three steps away from the bed. His voice was s

At that moment, the doors of the emergency room swung open.The doctor stepped out, pulling down his mask. There was a trace of fatigue on his face, but his expression had clearly eased. "The baby has been saved."Cecilia let out a breath all at once, her legs nearly giving way beneath her."However, the mother is quite weak," the doctor continued. "She likely didn't get enough rest beforehand. Combined with the sudden emotional shock and the fall, there was mild bleeding and signs of uterine contractions. She'll need to stay in the hospital for close observation over the next few days, and she absolutely must avoid any further stimulation.""We understand. Thank you," Cecilia said quickly."The hospital will notify her father about the situation," the doctor added.Liam gave a slight nod. "Much appreciated."Once the doctor left, the hallway fell quiet again.Cecilia finally sat down fully, her shoulders--tense for so long--relaxing at last.She looked down at the dark red stain on h

At noon, Ferdinand sat on a velvet sofa in the reception room, his expression dark.The oak-paneled room was deathly quiet, the air seemingly frozen in place.Lynn respectfully served the tea, but Ferdinand didn't even lift his gaze, his mood unmistakably foul.Liam sat opposite him, unhurriedly stirring the black coffee in his cup. From time to time, his eyes flicked toward the brass clock above the fireplace--the hands were nearly overlapping."Explain yourself." Ferdinand slammed his ebony cane against the carpet with a dull thud. "I distinctly remember warning you to know your limits. And now look at what you've done.""I handled something that needed to be handled," Liam replied calmly, setting down his spoon. "I don't believe I was wrong.""You still dare to argue back?" Ferdinand raised his cane, nearly bringing it down.Liam lifted his eyes and met his gaze head-on. "Am I not entitled to?"They stared at each other for a long moment. Ferdinand's chest rose and fell before he f

Steam filled the bathroom.Liam braced both hands against the cold marble sink, staring at the taut reflection in the mirror.The tie around his neck felt suffocating. Irritated, he yanked it loose, letting the silk slide silently onto the floor.Why hadn't he made things clear back in the living room?Was he really going to let Cecilia push him away with that calm, distant tone of hers?He drew a deep breath. Warm droplets slid from his hairline and dripped onto the counter.No. He couldn't keep indulging her avoidance--and he certainly wouldn't allow himself to be shut out by that invisible wall again.About half an hour later, when Liam emerged from the bathroom, towel in hand, Cecilia was sitting on the velvet sofa in the living room.The red wine glass in her hand was already empty.She looked up at him calmly, her voice even."I'm tired. I want to get some rest."Liam stopped where he was, the towel draped over his shoulders, completely still.Cecilia raised an eyebrow slightly.