All Chapters of Back In The Arms Of My Billionaire Ex Husband : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Ashley sank onto the couch, the pregnancy strip still clutched in her trembling hands. Her mind couldn’t stop racing. She had been with Dante for years, always intimate, always trusting the life they shared together. She had believed she was infertile, told herself over and over that nothing could happen. And now this.Her hands moved automatically to her stomach, cupping it as if she could somehow feel the impossible reality inside her. Tears pricked her eyes, and she swallowed hard, trying to steady her breathing. How could this be happening? She thought of the doctor’s words from years ago — the certainty of infertility and now that certainty felt like a lie she could no longer trust.All she could think about was tomorrow. She would go far away, somewhere private, where no one could see her. She would get a proper test done. She had to know for sure.The night stretched long. Sleep came in restless waves, her mind whirling with possibilities and fears. If it was real, if the te

The Black Reign safe house was quiet, but the tension inside it was unmistakable.Mr. Quinn sat back in his chair, fingers tapping slowly against the armrest. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes missed nothing.“Raven is gone,” he said. “That doesn’t mean the girl stops being important.”One of his men stood before him — the same man who had been watching Ashley for weeks.“Report,” Mr. Quinn ordered.The man swallowed. “She goes to work. Comes home. Doesn’t see many people. She looks miserable. Keeps to herself.”Mr. Quinn studied him carefully. “Nothing else?”The man shook his head. “Nothing worth mentioning.”It was a lie.He had followed Ashley to the hospital.He had seen her fill out forms.He had seen her sitting in the waiting area, pale and shaking.He had heard the nurse mention blood work.He knew exactly what it meant.But he said nothing.Months earlier, The Black Reign had taken his wife and daughter. Into custody. They were leverage. Just an ordinary leash.Do

Eli launched into another story, Zac laughing loudly, Mark already reaching for his drink. The table was alive with noise, jokes, and careless conversation.But Asher barely heard any of it.He sat there, nodding at the right moments, forcing small reactions, but his mind was somewhere else entirely. On Ashley and the word he couldn’t stop seeing in his head. Prenatal.Across from him, Ashley kept her eyes on her plate, pushing food around slowly. Neither of them spoke about it. They didn’t need to. The air between them had changed.Asher stole glances at her when he thought no one was looking. The way she sat a little straighter. The way her hand hovered near her stomach without realizing. The way she avoided certain smells.Eli cracked another joke. “Man, this place is getting too expensive.”Zac laughed. “Facts. Next time, you’re paying, Asher.”Asher forced a smile. “Yeah. Sure.”Inside, his thoughts were loud. She’s been carrying this alone. For how long? Why didn’t she tell any

Danae stared at her for a second, like she hadn’t heard her right.“What?”Ashley nodded slowly. “I am.”Danae’s eyes dropped to Ashley’s stomach, then back to her face. “Pregnant as in pregnant?”“Yes.”For a moment, Danae didn’t speak. Then she let out a breath and sat back hard on the couch.“Wow,” she said quietly. “Ashley…”A thousand questions sat in her eyes, but she didn’t fire them all at once.“How far?” she asked instead.“Four months. Some weeks.”Danae shook her head slowly. “And you’ve been walking around like this alone?”Ashley gave a small shrug.Danae leaned forward suddenly and pulled her into a tight hug.“You should have told me,” she said, her voice thick. “I’m your friend. I’m supposed to be here for you.”Ashley’s throat burned. “I was scared.”Danae pulled back just enough to look at her. “Of what?”“Of everything.”Danae sighed, then wiped her face. “Okay. Okay.” She took a breath. “Who knows?”“Asher,” Ashley admitted. “Just him and now you.”Danae nodded. “

Ashley adjusted the loose blouse she had chosen, making sure her bump was fully hidden. She could feel her heart thumping as she and Asher drove toward the hospital for her routine antenatal check-up.“I’m telling you, Ash, I’m going in with you,” Asher insisted, his hands gripping the steering wheel.“I can handle it,” Ashley said, trying to sound firm, though her stomach twisted nervously.“As your driver, bodyguard, and emotional support… you’re not handling this alone,” he said with a small smile.She rolled her eyes, but finally gave in. “Fine. You’ll stay at the lobby.”Asher hesitated for a brief moment, then nodded. “Of course.”Inside the hospital, the nurse greeted them warmly. “Good morning! Here for a check-up, I see. And this must be the proud father,” she said, smiling at Asher.Ashley felt heat rise to her cheeks. Proud father? she thought, biting her lip. “Uh… no,” she said quickly, her voice tight. “He’s not the father.”Asher’s expression went from calm to mildly emb