Semua Bab We Divorced Now He Wants Me Back (Billionaire Contract Wife): Bab 131 - Bab 133

Maybe an hour or a few after our breakfast.That was how loosely time moved that morning. Not in minutes or seconds, but in feelings. In pauses. In small moments that stretched longer than they should have, like the quiet after laughter, or the silence before a truth you are not ready to hear.“Where are you heading to?” I asked my assistant, watching her move around the kitchen with a basket of freshly baked cookies balanced on her arm.The smell of butter and sugar still lingered in the air. Warm. Comforting. We had baked them together earlier, sleeves rolled up, flour on our fingers, laughing like two women with nothing heavy weighing on their hearts. I kept some aside carefully for my boys, arranging them neatly, because somehow, even the smallest things for them mattered too much to me.Mary Jane did not answer immediately. She just smiled, that quiet, knowing smile she always wore when she had already planned something and was waiting for the right moment to reveal it.Earlier t

Whenever I closed my eyes to the kiss, it stopped being a kiss. It turned into something else. Blood. It flooded my vision without warning, thick and red and too bright against white sheets. The metallic smell filled my nose, sharp enough to make my stomach twist. Then the cry came—thin, broken, desperate. A baby’s cry that cut straight through my chest and lodged itself there, screaming even when the sound faded. Voices followed. Too many voices. Doctors speaking in low tones. Nurses whispering. Accusations layered over accusations until I couldn’t tell who was speaking anymore. And then silence. The kind of silence that follows devastation. The kind that never really leaves you. And our marriage—ending not in flames or shouting, but in coldness. Papers slid across a table. Signatures pressed down like final nails in a coffin. Mine hollow. Years ago. But st