All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S REBORN WIFE: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Beatrice grew even more anxious. She didn’t bother calling back—she knew he wouldn’t answer.As she paced the room, worry etched on her face, a series of heavy knocks rattled the door.Frowning in irritation, she strode over and pulled it open. Alexander stood there, his own expression tight with concern.“Why won’t you answer your phone right away?” he demanded. “Is it him again?”Beatrice’s face darkened. “It’s been years, Alex. Why are you still hung up on him? I chose you over him. We’ve been married for years. Why would I go back to him now that we have a family?”“That doesn’t answer my question,” Alexander shot back, unhappy.Beatrice’s temper snapped. “Think whatever you want, Alex. I don’t care. Right now, the only thing that matters is finding my daughter and bringing her home—not this bullshit you’re throwing at me.”She moved toward the door. Alexander followed her out of Winnie’s bedroom.“You can keep dodging the question,” he said, “but I hope you don’t regret it later.

Beatrice sneered. “If you’d acted like her father and confronted Regan, she wouldn’t be as miserable as she is now. So don’t feed me that bullshit.”Alexander stared at Beatrice and Winnie, disappointment clouding his features. He shook his head. “You’re both being unreasonable.”His butler opened the door of the newly purchased car. Alexander got in without another word, and the butler drove off. Only when the car disappeared from view did Beatrice finally exhale in relief. She had been searching for a way to take Winnie to her biological father.“Come with me,” Beatrice said to her daughter.Just then, another car pulled up. They climbed in, and the driver took them straight to a hotel.“We’re going to sleep here tonight,” Beatrice told her.Winnie said nothing. She was still reeling from the terror of Regan’s threat; the memory of the explosion scare had left her shaking. She had been trembling on the bed, her face pale the entire ride to the hotel. The thought of being inside a ca

Sam turned abruptly and walked away, leaving Beatrice standing there with drooped eyes. She hadn’t expected Sam to falter too; she had believed he would settle things with Regan. Now, it hit her just how difficult Regan truly was— even Sam hadn’t been able to resolve the matter.Who, then, could succeed where they had failed?She stepped inside the room where Winnie was sleeping soundly on the bed. Looking at her daughter with a mixture of pity and concern, Beatrice furrowed her eyebrows and muttered softly, “I owe you so much, my daughter. I don’t even know how to make it right.”She approached Winnie’s bedside and sat down, reaching out to gently touch her, but before her hand could connect, Winnie’s eyes snapped open in panic. Her entire body tensed, and she looked up at her mother with wide, fearful eyes. Then, softly, she murmured, “Mom.”Beatrice reassured her gently, “It’s me.”She could see the lingering fear in Winnie’s eyes, but it gradually eased. Her heart sank as she real

Andy didn’t say a word to his grandfather. He quietly left the ward, met up with Alicia, and they both left the hospital together for home.Back at the house, Andy sat in silence for a while, then finally spoke, fidgeting. “My grandfather wants us to start having kids.”His heart hammered in his chest the moment the words left his mouth. Alicia, who was busy folding clothes, didn’t even look up as she asked, “Are you ready to be a father?”The tension in Andy’s body melted at her question. He broke into a wide smile. “Of course I am.”Alicia paused what she was doing, turned to face him, and said calmly, “If you want kids, I’m ready to have them too.”Just then, her phone rang. She glanced at Andy. “Let me take this call.”Andy nodded and stepped out of the room, grinning from ear to ear.After he left, Alicia answered the call. Her body went rigid, every muscle tensing. “Grandmaster,” she greeted respectfully.An enraged voice exploded from the speaker. “So you still recognize me as

Alex called Beatrice again, but this time she switched off her phone and went to sleep.The next morning, she went to Winnie’s room. She didn’t open the door immediately. Instead, she stood there for a while, taking several deep breaths before finally reaching for the doorknob and stepping inside.Winnie had just come out of the bathroom when her mother entered.“Are you going to the office?” Beatrice asked.Winnie shook her head. “Mom, I’m not in the mood to go back to that office.”Beatrice exhaled in relief. She’d been afraid Alexander might contact Winnie and reveal who Sam really was. She walked over to the bed and sat down.“We need to talk,” she said.Winnie studied her mother’s serious expression and realized this wasn’t a casual visit.“Hold on, let me get dressed,” Winnie replied.She went to her wardrobe, changed, then came back and sat beside Beatrice on the bed.“What’s the matter, Mom?” she asked.Beatrice looked at her nervously, her fists tightly clenched. “Did you get