All Chapters of Dumped Her Ex, Married A Secret Billionaire: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The elevator doors slid shut.Liam pressed the button before turning to her quietly. "Why the rush?"Cecilia repeatedly pressed the close button, checking to make sure no reporters had followed them, then finally let out a relieved sigh, lightly patting her chest."Did you expect me to just stand there and wait for your lie to fall apart?" She turned to him, a hint of helpless amusement in her eyes. "Do you realize what you just said? The Robehod Medical Group! That's Robin Sinclair's medical empire. Their experts—are you really able to just call them in?"She deliberately drew out her words, mimicking his earlier steady tone. "Senior —surgeons""You think I was joking?" Liam couldn't help a soft laugh, reaching out to gently ruffle her hair.Cecilia instinctively tilted her head away, but the ice in her eyes had melted. "Weren't you?""Of course I was," Liam admitted frankly, though a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "But I had to. It was a test. Luckily, even an empty boast was enou

Cecilia stood frozen in the entryway for what felt like an eternity, her mind slowly processing everything that had just happened.She suddenly grabbed Liam's arm, her eyes wide with shock."WAIT—are you telling me that Robin and Nick... They are A COUPLE?!""Why does that surprise you so much?" Liam sighed, but there was a flicker of amusement in his eyes, a hint of satisfaction at having caught her off guard."Cecilia, your reaction might offend them. You were the one who said it—this is a free world, we should be open-minded and respect all kinds of love."Cecilia's brow twitched slightly.She suddenly felt like she didn't know this man anymore.When did he become such a staunch supporter of LGBT rights? How had she never noticed before?Liam crouched down and gently placed her slippers in front of her.Just then, his fingertips brushed against a faint, dark red stain on her dress hem. His brows immediately furrowed. "Is this blood? What happened?"Following his gaze, Cecilia quic

North District ApartmentCecilia was lazily lying on the sofa, lost in thought.Suddenly, her phone lit up—Ring ring!It was an unfamiliar number. She answered casually, but the voice on the other end was both strange and familiar."Cecilia! Is that you?!" The voice was filled with a barely-contained excitement, and the last syllable trembled slightly.Cecilia furrowed her brows instinctively. The voice made her feel an unexpected sense of unease."It's Eleanor Vance! Your college classmate," the woman's voice suddenly rose, her forced cheerfulness hiding an underlying uncertainty. "Oh my god, I can't believe this number still works..."Cecilia rubbed her aching temples, her voice tinged with a hint of caution. "What's this about?""Do you remember our Professor Keller? He's getting married tomorrow, and we're planning his bachelor party," Eleanor spoke quickly, as though worried she might be interrupted. "Are you coming?""Not interested." Cecilia's fingers were already hovering ove

Boom ParkThe air was thick with the scent of alcohol mixed with the cloying sweetness of fruit.Cecilia and Eleanor were practically slumped over in their booth, surrounded by people whose presence was a mystery, sprawled out on the floor, and an alarming number of empty bottles scattered around them.Cecilia pressed her fingers against her throbbing temples, trying to push away the crushing pain that was threatening to suffocate her. Her other hand gripped the cold surface of the table as she tried to stand up.Her legs felt like they weren't even hers. The moment she put weight on them, her knees buckled, and her body swayed dangerously, almost falling back into the pile of empty bottles.With the last remnants of her awareness, she staggered toward the private room.She rested her burning forehead against the cool wall, hoping the breeze would ease the dizziness gnawing at her.Her trembling fingers fumbled through her pockets—Empty here, empty there... all empty.Where's her pho

Back in the apartment, Liam carefully set Cecilia down on the couch.The man who had been too weak to get out of bed just moments before now moved with quiet purpose as he searched the cabinet for the first aid kit.Cecilia looked down at the fever pills clutched in her slightly damp palm, carefully separating them before extending her hand."Take these first," she said softly.Liam, however, had already found a well-stocked medical kit.He opened it, revealing neatly arranged supplies, and pointed to one box. "We have fever reducers here, too."Cecilia's words caught in her throat.For a second, it felt like her effort—the frantic run barefoot through the night, the desperate purchase—had all been meaningless.She almost felt like tossing the entire kit into the trash and thrusting her own purchase toward him, demanding,YOU HAVE TO TAKE THE ONES I BOUGHT!It was as if he sensed her quiet defianc