All Chapters of DIVORCED BY THE BILLIONAIRE, DESIRED BY HIS RIVAL : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER 30 — The House Without a MotherPOV: MelissaThe hospital corridor smelled like disinfectant and quiet judgment.Melissa sat on the cold metal bench outside David’s ward, her fingers clasped so tightly together that her knuckles ached. She had been there since dawn. Again. Just like every other day since the accident.Inside the room, machines hummed softly. Her son lay asleep, small and pale against the white sheets. Melissa had barely slept the night before, choosing instead to sit by his bedside, whispering apologies he couldn’t hear.“I’m here,” she murmured, brushing a kiss against his forehead. “Mama’s here.”But the word Mama felt heavier these days like a title she no longer owned.Footsteps echoed behind her.She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. She felt his presence before he spoke. Jaden always carried an air of authority with him, sharp and demanding, even in places where gentleness should have ruled.“Melissa.”She rose immediately. “You’re late.”H

CHAPTER 32 — A Woman They Couldn’t ControlPOV: MelissaMelissa stood before the floor-to-ceiling mirror, adjusting the cuff of her blouse for the third time.It wasn’t nervousness.It was precision.Three years ago, she would have worried about how she looked. About whether her smile was soft enough, her tone gentle enough, her presence small enough not to offend anyone.That woman no longer existed.Today was her first major board appearance as the acting head of Will. N Company, and every person waiting in that room believed one thingThat she was temporary.She slipped on her blazer and picked up her tablet, her heels clicking with purpose as she stepped out of the room.The moment she entered the boardroom, conversation stalled.Twelve men. Two women. All seasoned. All older. All watching her like she was a child wearing her father’s shoes.Melissa took her seat at the head of the table.“Let’s begin,” she said calmly.A man to her right cleared his throat. “Before we do, perhaps

📘 CHAPTER 34 — The Quiet Before the FallPOV: MelissaBy morning, the house had learned her name again.Not spoken gently. Whispered.Melissa walked down the staircase slowly, dressed in a simple black outfit that made her presence feel heavier than it should have been. Every maid avoided her eyes. Every servant pretended to be busy. Fear moved faster than respect in this house.And gossip moved faster than both.“She came back to take what’s not hers.”“She thinks success abroad makes her important.”“They say she angered Madam Alice last night.”“I heard Master Castor wants her gone.”Melissa heard everything.She said nothing.In the dining room, Alice sat at the head of the table like a queen guarding a throne, stirring her tea with deliberate calm. Castor was already there, jaw tight, eyes cold. Lisa sat quietly beside him, pretending not to notice Melissa’s arrival.Pretending not to care.“Good morning,” Melissa said calmly, taking a seat.No one replied.Alice smiled after a

CHAPTER 36 — The Weight Before GoodbyePOV: MelissaThe house felt heavier these days.Not haunted just crowded with things unsaid.Melissa sat by the window of the Williams villa long after midnight, the city lights blurring through the glass. Her father’s room was quiet behind her. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that pressed against her ears until it hurt.Three days.She had been back for three days, yet it felt like a lifetime had already passed.Her father had barely spoken since she arrived. When he did, his voice was thin, careful, as if every word cost him breath. He smiled often but she had grown up with him. She knew the difference between a smile meant to comfort and one meant to hide regret.She hugged her knees to her chest.Why did you wait until I was gone to grow this weak?The door creaked softly.Melissa didn’t turn. She already knew who it was.“You should rest,” her father said gently.She stood immediately. “You should be sleeping.”He chuckled weakly. “We’re both d

CHAPTER 38 — The Things Left UnsaidPOV: MelissaThe lawyer didn’t speak to her directly.That alone told Melissa this meeting wasn’t meant for open ears.She watched from the hallway as her father spoke to him in hushed tones, his voice weaker than before but still carrying authority. Papers were passed. A pen scratched slowly.Alice hovered near the staircase, pretending to scroll through her phone. Castor leaned against the wall, arms folded, pretending not to care. Lisa sat rigidly on the couch, eyes darting between the room and Melissa.Everyone was listening.Melissa felt it in her bones.When the lawyer finally emerged, he gave her a polite nod. Nothing more. No explanation.“Who was that?” she asked her father once they were alone again.He smiled faintly. “Someone making sure my silence doesn’t outlive me.”Her throat tightened. “You’re talking like you’re already gone.”“I’m talking like a man who waited too long to protect his daughter,” he said gently.She shook her head.