All Chapters of The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Chapter 131Nikolai’s POVIt had been a hell of a ride for me these past few months.I sat in my car, parked in a hidden corner not too far from Ethan’s beach house — far enough not to be noticed, close enough that I could see the outline of the building clearly. The engine was running low, a quiet hum beneath my thoughts, the windows rolled up, the glass slightly fogged from the cool morning air meeting the warmth inside.Dawn was breaking.The sky over the ocean was painted in soft pinks and golds, the waves rolling lazily onto the shore as if nothing in the world was wrong. As if my chest wasn’t tight with emotions I didn’t know what to do with.I’d been here all night.Watching. Waiting. Torturing myself.I genuinely loved Cynthia.The realization had come too late—long after denial had stopped working. From the very first moment I saw her, something had shifted inside me, something I’d tried to bury under logic and reason and pride.It had been my father’s birthday celebration at

Chapter 133 Ethan’s POV I followed her anyway. I knew I shouldn’t have. I knew every instinct in my body was screaming that if I took another step after her, I would only make things worse. But my legs moved on their own, carrying me after Cynthia as she stormed away from the beach house, her shoulders rigid, her back straight in that way she always did when she was holding herself together by sheer will. “Don’t follow me,” she’d said, her voice sharp, trembling with something dangerously close to tears. I hadn’t listened. Then she turned around, finally, and said the words that cut deeper than anything Anna or the media could ever throw at me. “I’m no longer your wife, Ethan. We are separated, and I really need you to sign the divorce papers. I’ll forward them to you again.” She paused, her eyes cold, distant. “Try not to be a bad father to Hayden. I hope we would be able to properly co-parent Amber.” That sentence. That one sentence shattered something inside my chest. Try

Chapter 135Cynthia’s POVKevin followed me all the way down the hall to my room like a personal security detail with opinions, and the moment I stepped inside, he shut the door behind us with a decisive click that told me I wasn’t getting any peace anytime soon.I barely had time to kick off my heels by the door before he was standing in front of me, arms folded, expression unreadable.“Sit,” he ordered, pointing to the armchair by the window.I blinked at him. “Excuse me?”“Cynthia,” he said, using that tone… the one that meant big brother, not business partner, not family strategist, not joking Kevin. “You look like someone who hasn’t slept, eaten, or processed anything that happened in the last twenty-four hours. And yet,” his eyes swept over me slowly, suspiciously, “you have this glow. I have questions. So sit, my dearest Cici.”I sighed, already exhausted, and sank into the chair, rubbing my temples.Kevin disappeared briefly into my walk-in closet. I heard drawers opening, hang

Chapter 137 Cynthia’s POV I took the call and placed it on loudspeaker. Kevin was more curious than I was to hear from Matilda. I guess love really is hard to die. Matilda sounded very cryptic, couldn’t even read any emotions to her request. “Hi, Cynthia. Can we meet?” I didn’t know what to respond, I was mute for a while, because I knew Matilda has something going on up her sleeves that I was yet to figure out and now, she is asking for a meeting? “It’s urgent. I promise not to take your time. I will send you the address, thank you” She dropped the call almost immediately not even waiting to hear a response from me. I looked at Kevin who looked away immediately, he looked disappointed at himself. Shortly, the address came in and I just knew I had to grace this meeting to know what is going on on Matilda’s mind. ... Matilda had insisted on somewhere “neutral,” which in her vocabulary apparently meant a discreet private lounge tucked inside one of those elite m

Chapter 139Ethan’s POV “I feel left in the dark,” Devian said. “And I don’t like it. What the fuck is happening? Did you two get into a fight? Or is this something much worse?” The question still hung in the air, unanswered, heavy with suspicion and irritation, but I already knew I couldn’t stay here and dissect this mess with them hovering over me like judges waiting to pass a sentence. “I need to step out,” I said finally, breaking the silence. “I’m going to Anna’s apartment.” Both Devian and Bryan reacted at once. Devian straightened. “Now?” “Yes. Now,” I replied flatly. “This isn’t something I can handle through intermediaries or lawyers. Whatever she’s trying to pull, it ends today.” Bryan didn’t say anything. He just watched me with that same cold, unreadable expression that had been following me since the moment I walked into the house. I was curious as to where Amber was and I had to confirm he was home, I raised my voice slightly. “Amber.” A few seconds later, footst