บททั้งหมดของ Reborn as The Billionaire's Wife: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

The moment Alex collapsed, the world around Elena shattered.“Alex!” Her scream tore from somewhere deep, raw, terrified. She was at his side before her knees even registered the pain of hitting the floor.His breathing was shallow. Too shallow.His skin cold.His pulse a whisper.“No, no, no…” Elena cupped his face with trembling hands. “Stay with me. Alex, look at me. Look at me.”His eyelids fluttered weakly.“Elena…” His voice was a ghost. “Don’t…cry.”“How can I not?” she choked. “You’re bleeding. You’re God, Alex, you’re scaring me.”He tried to lift a hand to her cheek but had no strength. It fell beside him, useless.The room around them shattered glass, overturned furniture, the aftermath of the explosion meant for her felt like another world. Only Alex mattered.Only Alex ever mattered.“Elena…” he whispered. “I told you… I’d protect you. Whatever the cost.”“Not like this,” she sobbed. “Not you. I’d rather die than lose you. Do you hear me?”His lips curved into the faintes

The room smelled like metal and smoke evidence of the explosion that had rocked the building less than an hour ago. The emergency lights flickered overhead, bathing everything in a ghostly red glow. Elena’s heartbeat hadn’t slowed since the moment Alex dragged her out of the collapsing hallway.Now he stood before her, chest rising and falling sharply, his shirt torn and streaked with soot, eyes burning with something between fury and terror.“You could’ve died,” he said, voice strained.Elena opened her mouth to answer, but Alex closed the distance first, hands gripping her shoulders, thumb brushing the pulse at her neck like he needed proof real, physical proof that she was still here.“You ran toward the explosion,” he said again, louder this time.“I had to,” Elena whispered. “They were after you"“And if I hadn’t found you,” he snapped, “you would’ve been buried under concrete.”Elena swallowed, throat tight. “Alex”“No.”His hands dropped, but he didn’t step away.“If you’re goi

The rain hit the glass like a thousand whispered warnings.Alexander stood at the window of the safehouse’s war room, his shoulders tense, his heartbeat wild beneath the calm mask he forced onto his face.Elena’s voice still echoed in his skull.“If someone has to walk into the fire… let it be me.”He had never feared anything in his life.Until now.The map on the table glowed red with blinking surveillance markers the ones confirming the truth he wished he never learned.Richard Hale wasn’t acting alone.Project Rebirth wasn’t just a threat.It was a network. A system. A monster.And they wanted Elena alive.A soft sound behind him the quietest inhale.He turned.Elena.Wrapped in his black coat, hair damp from the storm, eyes dark with the kind of resolve that could break any man.Especially him.“You’re going,” she said softly.“Whether I agree or not.”He swallowed hard. “Elena”“No.”She walked toward him.Her steps sure.Her voice breaking.“I won’t stop you.”Alex stared at

ALEXANDER POVThe storm outside the estate raged like it had been summoned for this moment thunder cracking over the cliffs, wind tearing through the palm trees, ocean waves slamming against the rocks as if warning us of what was coming.But nothing outside was as violent as the storm inside me.Elena lay unconscious on the bed, her breathing shallow, her skin pale from the sedative they’d forced into her during the escape. Her wrists were still marked from the restraints. Seeing those bruises was enough to make my vision go dark.I brushed a thumb gently across her cheek.She didn’t stir.“She’s stable,” the doctor reassured. “But she needs rest. No stress. No sudden movements. No”“No danger,” I finished for him, my voice low and dangerous.“Which means no one gets near her. At all.”The doctor nodded quickly and left the room.I sank into the chair beside her bed, elbows on my knees, hands clasped.She’d almost died.Again.And every time every damn time I was a heartbeat too late.

(Elena’s POV )The night tasted like metal.Cold. Sharp. Heavy with the weight of everything Alex and I had uncovered in the last twenty-four hours.Project Rebirth.The hidden files.The man behind the man Richard’s silent puppet master.And now… the message we’d received just minutes ago:“You have one hour. Bring the drive. Or you won’t get another chance.”My hands still trembled as I pulled the hood of my coat lower over my face. We were moving through the abandoned industrial wing of the city’s harbor where old warehouses sat like rusted giants, groaning in the wind.Alex walked beside me, tall, broad, radiating that silent power that always made me feel like the world couldn’t touch me. Except tonight… it could. Tonight, even his strength felt like it was being stretched thin.“You’re thinking too loudly,” he murmured without looking at me.I huffed a shaky breath. “And you aren’t thinking at all? We’re walking into the lion’s mouth, Alex.”“I know.”“And you’re calm?”“No,” he