Semua Bab Betrayed by Ex, Married to Billionaire : Bab 21 - Bab 30

The faint scent of antiseptic lingered in the air. The soft beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound in the sterile hospital room. Nadine sat upright on the bed, the IV line still attached to her wrist, her gaze lost somewhere outside the window where the morning sun filtered through thin curtains.She thought she had finally found peace — at least a brief pause after the chaos that nearly cost her life. But peace, for Nadine, never lasted long.A knock on the door broke her reverie.“Come in,” she said softly, expecting a nurse or perhaps Mira.Instead, the door swung open, and two figures entered — Davin and Livia.Nadine froze. The air instantly thickened, like the calm before a storm.Livia’s heels clicked rhythmically against the tile floor, a bouquet of bright lilies cradled in her arms. Davin followed close behind, carrying a basket of fruit, his arm resting possessively around Livia’s waist.“Well, well,” Livia began, her smile sugar-sweet. “Our dear Nadine looks so muc

“Madam, the doctor still recommends at least one more week of full rest,” Mira said softly, glancing at Nadine who was already seated at her desk on the top floor of N.R. Corporation.“The doctor doesn’t know what it feels like to lose control,” Nadine replied without looking up, her eyes fixed on her computer screen. “I’ve rested enough. The world won’t wait for me to recover.”The sharp rhythm of her typing filled the room — a sound that spoke of a mind desperately trying to stay busy, or perhaps running away.Mira lowered her gaze. “Understood, Madam. But at least let me monitor your schedule. Please don’t over—”“There’s no need,” Nadine cut in flatly. “I know my own limits.”Outside the door, Rafael stood uncertainly, holding a folder of partnership reports and a cup of Nadine’s favorite coffee. He knocked lightly.Knock. Knock.“Come in,” Nadine’s voice came from inside.Rafael entered with a hesitant smile. “Morning, Nadine. I brought you some coffee—”“I didn’t ask for coffee,

“Don’t you dare walk away from me, Rafael!”Nadine’s voice echoed through the glass hallway of N.R. Corporation’s headquarters. Every head in the open workspace turned toward them. The sound of her heels striking the marble floor was as sharp as her anger.Rafael stopped mid-step, his back stiff, his jaw tight. Slowly, he turned around. “I wasn’t walking away,” he said evenly. “I was trying not to make a scene.”“Well, congratulations,” Nadine snapped, her voice trembling with rage. “You failed.”The staff exchanged uneasy glances. No one had ever seen their CEO lose her composure like this.Nadine slammed a folder onto the reception desk. The papers scattered — reports, emails, screenshots of headlines accusing Rafael of betrayal. “How long were you planning to play me, huh? Was this your plan all along? Gain my trust, ruin my company, and make me look like a fool?”Rafael’s eyes widened, his tone calm but urgent. “Nadine, you know that’s not true. You’ve seen the evidence—”“Evidenc

“Play it again,” Mira said, her voice sharp but trembling.The low hum of the office’s security room filled the silence as the video flickered to life. On the screen, Davin and Livia appeared in the reflection of a glass wall — sitting in a dimly lit lounge, drinks in hand, smiles dripping with poison.> “So, once the article goes live,” Davin’s voice was low, calm, deliberate,“Rafael will look like the traitor. Nadine will cut ties with him instantly.”Livia chuckled, crossing her legs elegantly.> “Perfect. The woman’s too emotional to think clearly. Once she doubts him, he’s finished.”Mira clenched her fists, her reflection mirrored in the screen’s glare. “Unbelievable…” she muttered. “They planned everything.”The video continued —> “And when N.R. collapses,” Livia added, leaning closer to Davin,“we’ll swoop in and claim the investors. Nadine will lose everything — her company, her pride, her little hero.”Davin smirked.> “It’s poetic, isn’t it? She destroyed us once, now it’

“Don’t touch me!” Livia screamed as two security guards blocked the door. Her eyes darted wildly around the boardroom, searching for a way out. “You’re all making a mistake! I’m the victim here!”Her voice, sharp and desperate, bounced off the glass walls. Cameras flashed from the hallway outside—reporters had caught wind of the chaos. The once flawless, commanding Livia Arsen now looked like a cornered predator.Rafael stood near the center of the room, calm but firm, holding a folder thick with documents. “You can stop pretending, Livia,” he said evenly. “The evidence speaks for itself.”She turned on him, her face twisted in fury. “You think you’ve won, Rafael? You’re nothing but a pathetic assistant who got lucky!”Rafael didn’t flinch. “Then explain this.”He stepped forward and placed a flash drive on the table. Mira connected it to the screen, and the projection flickered to life—audio recordings, timestamps, emails.> Livia: ‘Transfer the funds through Davin’s secondary accoun