บททั้งหมดของ I Married A Billionaire, Who Wanted Revenge!!!: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

ELOWENI watched his face change.That was the first thing I noticed.It was shock at first, and then, slowly hesitation creeped in. A fraction of a second where his breath stalled, where his eyes flickered away from mine before he caught himself. A moment so small it would have been invisible to anyone who didn’t already feel like the ground beneath her had started to crack.And that hesitation somehow did more damage than any lie could have…The silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating, pressing against my ears until my heart began to pound painfully against my ribs. I hadn’t meant to ask it like that. I hadn’t planned the words. They had crawled out of me raw and trembling, dragged to the surface by Cassian’s voice echoing in my head like a curse…Why did you get close to me?I searched Alexander’s face desperately now, looking for the man I thought I knew. The man who had held my hand when I woke up from nightmares. The man who had kissed my forehead and promised I w

ALEXANDER I have always trusted my brain more than my heart… In fact, I never tried to see within my heart until she arrived…My head knows how to arrange chaos into something survivable. It takes moments, strips them down, assigns weight, places them in order, and then seals them away. It has kept me alive longer than morality ever could. Even now, sitting alone in the room, I feel it trying to do what it has always done best: organize, justify, and compartmentalize.I told myself I did not lie after I fell for her… I protected her when it counted, I stepped between her and danger without hesitation. I stayed when I could have walked away clean and unscarred…I let those thoughts line up like witnesses waiting to testify on my behalf, each one ready to prove that I am not the man she thinks I am now.I closed my eyes and replayed the evidence the way I always do… I see my hand gripping her arm when the street erupted into chaos, feel the force of pulling her back against my chest as

ELOWENThe restaurant came into view as the car slowed, its warm golden lights spilling softly onto the cobblestone street like an invitation meant only for those who belonged there. It was one of Italy’s classics, old money and older influence carved into marble columns and tall arched windows. The kind of place where history and power dined together without needing to announce themselves. I had heard of it long before today. Everyone had. It was owned by the Rizzo family.Rich. Politically entrenched. Untouchable.No wonder my grandmother wanted this alliance.The driver opened the door, and the cool evening air brushed against my skin as I stepped out. My heels clicked softly against the stone as we entered, the weight of expectation settling heavier with each step forward. The interior was elegant without being ostentatious, muted colors, polished wood, chandeliers that glowed instead of dazzled. This was not a place for new money. It was a place for people who had never questio

ELOWENI opened the bathroom door with a hand that did not shake. At least, not visibly.I briefly pressed my palm against the cool wood before grasping the handle, using the sensation to compose myself and adopt a calm, presentable demeanor. When the door swung open, I found my mother standing there, concern faintly tightening her features.“There you are,” she said with a tone of relief, her eyes scanning my face with practiced familiarity. “You took longer than expected.”“I felt lightheaded,” I replied smoothly, stepping past her into the hallway. My voice sounded even, composed, almost bored, as though unbothered by life. “The room was warmer than I anticipated.”It was a lie delivered so cleanly that even I almost believed it. Yeah, getting better Elowen. I mocked bitterly in my head. Inside, however, my chest remained constricted, and each breath struggled to meet my body's need for air.My heart beat erratically, neither accelerating into panic nor decelerating into calm. My

ALEXANDER The words were not loud. They did not need to be. They just landed, cold and final.Her eyes widened a fraction. The friend shifted uncomfortably, suddenly aware that this was not a game she knew how to play.I straightened and pulled myself back. “And the woman I have— can't be compared to anyone… Not even to any divine Goddess. She's a Goddess herself.” Both women blinked, taken aback. Then suddenly, one of them smiled. This time it was a normal, appreciative one… “Such a lucky girl she is.” Then she took out a red lipstick from her clutch and scribbled something into a tissue paper before shoving it into my hand. “Call me, if she ever makes a dumb decision.” And winked at me. I only smiled faintly, then, without saying a word, I stepped past them without another glance, leaving silence in my wake.Outside, the night air was crisp. My driver was already waiting, engine running. I walked toward the car, but before entering I threw the tissue paper in the dustbin… “My