All Chapters of Runaway Wife Inheriting Billions from Bigshots Brothers: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"What happened at the meeting?" Damien quietly asked, calmly asking, though the flicker inside his eyes says otherwise.Damon raised his eyes, looking over at Damien while still sipping his coffee."Why do you ask like some kind of jealous husband checking on his wife? You really didn't think of making our deal come true, right..?" Damon asked, his voice cold as he stared at his twin brother.Damien pursed his lips, then, gently smiled. "Of course not. A deal should always be a deal. Were both a businessman after all, we should know the rules."Damon just stared at him, not really trusting Damien words.Remembering how this twin, who didn't even care about anyone, emotionless to the core that he can be called a sociopath sometimes, always ask about Ella these days, made him think deeply about the reason, why so, this guy, was mentioning his wife over and over again.Damien didn't bother with Damon anymore.Damon was suspicious by nature, if he really hit that kind of nerve, he knows w

"So the baby is really gone?" she asked quietly, as she stared at the iv drip above with lifeless eyes.She should be happy that the baby is now gone, she won't be able to think about it anymore as it won't be able to be part of her despicable plans for Damon.But why...?Why does her eyes felt so hot.She will not cry because of the loss of the child she had with Damon, right?Ella bit her lower lip hard as she thought so, eyes dead like it was the end of the world.The baby is gone, so is the last connection she had with Damon.She should be really happy.This event should be worth celebrating for.So why is she even having the urge to cry her eyes out?Her eyelids went heavy as her throat went dry, "It''s gone.." she murmured slowly under her breath."It?" Ella laughed, as if what she just called her supposed to be child was not a person but a robot."...""Supposed to be child huh..?" she paused, then chuckled, whispering, "It's really gone now.""My baby is gone." cried.She crie

The night did not pass gently.Ella woke up more than once, drifting in and out of shallow sleep as if her mind refused to rest even when her body begged for it. Every time she closed her eyes, fragments of thoughts slipped through. A faceless doctor. A white ceiling. The word gone echoing over and over until it lost meaning and yet hurt more with every repetition.Steven never left.He sat on the couch by the window, his jacket draped over the armrest, his posture rigid despite the hours passing. Each time Ella stirred, his gaze lifted immediately, alert and watchful. He did not speak unless she did, but his presence filled the room in a way that kept the loneliness from swallowing her whole.When morning came, pale light filtered through the curtains, casting soft shadows across the walls. The world outside moved on as if nothing had happened. Cars passed. People talked. Life continued. That realization hurt more than she expected.Ella opened her eyes slowly.Her body felt heavy. N

The decision to rebuild did not feel brave the next morning.It felt heavy.Ella woke before sunrise, the city still quiet beyond the balcony doors. For a long moment, she lay still, listening to the faint hum of traffic far below. Her chest rose and fell evenly. No panic. No sudden tears. Just a dull ache that had settled into her bones like something permanent.She sat up slowly and pressed her feet to the floor.Somewhere in the apartment, Steven was still asleep. The knowledge that she was not alone eased something inside her, even if she did not want to depend on it forever.She moved to the balcony and wrapped her arms around herself as cool air brushed against her skin. The sky was painted in soft shades of gray and pale blue. A new day beginning, indifferent to what she had lost.For the first time, that indifference did not feel cruel.It felt freeing.She breathed in deeply, then exhaled.Today, she would do something different.Later that morning, she sat across from Steven

Clearly she was more older than the 15 years old MC but her respectful attitude towards the little girl was like that facing a Grandmaster that lead a powerful and influential sect- ah no, more powerful than that. She already treated the little girl as a 'Great Master' and 'Almighty Saviour in her heart'. After Ayesha finally repaired the broken body of zombie 4 corpse and successfully revive it, her expression in the whole process was as if a hundreds of lightning retribution was upon blessed above her head, extremely painful. Imagine this situation, a human and an ability user at that, save a zombie or should she say, revive a zombie because it was already dead and the soul was clearly not in the body anymore but its soul was force to come back again to the body that was already repaired, it can only be a laughable event in the minds of ability users and just fantasies for ordinary human who has still the heart to save both mankind but was helpless to do so. Xiaza phoenix eyes care