บททั้งหมดของ THE BILLIONAIRE'S REBORN WIFE: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Her lips twitched in confusion. Why was Andy sending her away when she was vehemently defending him and castigating Ethan? It puzzled her deeply.Andy’s driver opened the door for Alicia, who promptly got into the car. Without hesitation, Andy turned to Rose and reiterated, “You should go home.”Then, he slid into the car, which immediately drove off. Rose watched speechlessly as the car disappeared out of sight.When Alicia and Andy arrived home, they didn’t speak about the events at the birthday party. Alicia headed straight into the bedroom, while Andy retreated to his study.His phone rang instantly. Casually, he picked it up.“Hello, boss,” Assistant Luke’s voice came through the speaker.Andy responded curtly, “Speak.”Luke quickly reported, “I’ve received numerous calls—especially from those collaborating with Ethan and Emily—inquiring about your statement.”Andy’s voice was sharp. “Those still working with that couple are my enemies. Make that public. You know what to do next.”

Ethan immediately dropped to his knees and kowtowed. “I will do as you say,” he declared.Alicia watched him rise and leave, her brows knitting. In that moment, she wondered what she had ever seen in a man so timid—what had convinced her to love him, to marry him then, to place her future in his hands.Barely thirty minutes after Ethan left, Andy appeared at her office door. When Alicia saw him, she arched a brow, giving him a knowing look.He made a show of peering around the room, pretending to take in the decor. His men had informed him that Ethan had visited Alicia at work, and he’d come over at once. But finding no trace of Ethan, he seemed at a loss—eyes roaming, gaze carefully avoiding hers.“Hubby, why did you suddenly come to my office?” Alicia asked.“I missed you,” Andy replied, sheepish.The corner of her lips twitched. She knew he was lying, and she could already guess why he’d shown up. Still, she chose not to call him out.Instead, she said, “How much do you miss me?”An

Ethan lowered his head, guilt washing over him. Then he remembered he had visited Alicia’s office earlier to beg her to talk to her husband, hoping he would call off the attacks.He lifted his head, eyes bright with sudden hope. “There’s no need to be afraid. We’re going to recover everything. I already spoke to Alicia—she promised to speak to Andy. I’m confident he’ll back off once she does. We don’t need to worry about any of this. We should be thinking about how we’ll rebuild when it’s all over.”Emily stared at him, incredulous, wondering if he was an idiot or just willfully blind.She sneered. “Let’s pretend Andy’s wife is your ex-wife. Now imagine this: you sent her to rot in prison, you destroyed her parents—her father is bedridden—and two of her siblings are dead because of us. Tell me, Ethan, would you forgive that so easily?”Ethan froze, stunned. He had treated the situation far too casually. Because Alicia never yelled or lost control around him—because she had never acted

After Winnie left the room, Beatrice quietly made a call. Her whole body stiffened as she pressed the phone to her left ear, her face creased with fear."Why did you call?" a deep, menacing voice demanded from the other end.Beatrice hesitated before softly replying, "I want to find out who is behind Andy."There was a long silence—an entire minute—before the voice from the phone warned her, "Stay away from them—for now."Then, the line went dead with a series of beeping sounds.Beatrice furrowed her brows, unsettled. She hadn’t expected the caller to advise her to steer clear of Catherine and Andy, especially while she was still contemplating the matter seriously.Suddenly, there was a knock at her door. Beatrice quickly set down her phone and sat on the bed, taking a deep breath to steady herself."Come in," she called calmly.The door swung open, and Alexander stepped inside, his gaze fixed on her with cold intensity.Beatrice met his stare without flinching, her expression remainin

Alicia looked at Ethan with a blank expression, then let out a cold sneer. “Stop showing up at my office unannounced and being a nuisance. Leave.”But Ethan didn’t move. He stayed on his knees.“Please, have mercy on us, Alicia,” he pleaded. “I know what we did was evil—especially how we treated your parents. Please, find a place in your heart to forgive us. I’m begging you.”Alicia chuckled instead of answering. She stared at him, expressionless, then walked to her chair and sat down.Ethan remained kneeling. Regret washed over his face—green with shame. He regretted everything: sending Alicia away, standing by while Emily murdered her siblings, and letting her make Alicia’s parents’ lives a living hell.“I don’t want you to stop punishing me or Emily,” he said, voice tight with anxiety. “All I want is your forgiveness—and for you to never regret loving me.”Alicia acted as though she hadn’t heard a word. She kept writing, flipping through documents, signing page after page.“I will a