บททั้งหมดของ Betrayed by Ex, Married to Billionaire : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 78

Selena had always considered her apartment her sanctuary—a quiet space filled with soft light, neatly folded blankets, and the faint scent of lavender candles. It was the one place where nothing chaotic could reach her. The one place untouched by the storms surrounding Davin, Nadine, and Rafael.But tonight, her sanctuary felt like a cage.And the darkness pressing against the windows felt alive.She locked the door behind her after returning from work, her hands trembling slightly. She had been unsettled all day—not by anything specific, but by a creeping discomfort beneath her skin. A prickling sense that someone had been watching her since she left the building.She tried to shake it off, telling herself she was just exhausted. The recent chaos had affected her too. She’d nearly watched Nadine get run off the road. She’d seen Rafael and Davin drowning in pressure. She’d felt the fear latching on to all of them like a shadow.Even so… today’s feeling was different.Uneasier.Colder.

Rain slithered down the windows of the small conference suite Nadine had rented for emergency meetings. Water streaks blurred the city skyline into a smear of trembling lights—as if even the world outside mirrored the chaos inside her heart.Her company was under attack.Her reputation was collapsing by the hour.And every call her legal team made returned with the same answer:“We need more time.”Time she didn’t have.She rubbed her temples, exhaustion settling into her bones. Rafael had insisted on staying with her, but she had convinced him to handle the legal team instead. She needed time to think. Time to breathe. Time to—A soft knock on the conference door interrupted her thoughts.“Come in,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.The door opened, revealing a tall man in a charcoal suit. His hair slicked back, his expression unreadable. Behind him stood two silent bodyguards who remained outside as he stepped in.“Nadine Aurelia,” he greeted smoothly, bowing his head slig

The conference room was far too bright—white lights glaring down like interrogators, bouncing off the polished table and the anxious faces surrounding it. The entire senior team sat stiffly, their laptops open, screens glowing with numbers that spelled disaster.Nadine sat at the head of the table, fingers clasped tightly together, trying her best to stay composed.But Rafael…Rafael looked like a storm.His jaw was tense, his eyes ringed with exhaustion, and the vein in his neck pulsed like a ticking bomb. It had been days since he’d slept properly. Weeks since he’d felt in control. Months since fear had stopped clawing at him.And now, with the latest sabotage results flashing across the screen, something inside him snapped.“Explain this,” Rafael said, his voice low but trembling with barely contained rage.The financial director cleared his throat. “We, uh… discovered discrepancies in the transaction logs. Someone accessed the system with high-level clearance—”“Who?” Rafael deman

The rain began before dawn.Not the gentle kind that soothed the soul, but heavy, relentless drops that struck the city like accusations. Nadine stood by the window of her apartment, arms wrapped tightly around herself, watching the streets below dissolve into blurred reflections of neon lights and uncertainty.She hadn’t slept.Every time she closed her eyes, she heard Rafael’s voice from the recording again.She doesn’t need to know.She pressed her fingers against her temples, shaking her head.“It’s fake,” she whispered to herself. “It has to be fake.”Yet doubt clung to her like a second skin.Her phone buzzed.A new message.From an unknown number.> You’re closer to the truth than you realize.Trust the evidence, not the man.Her breath hitched.“Enough,” she muttered, blocking the number with shaking hands.But fear didn’t disappear just because she commanded it to.---RafaelAcross the city, Rafael sat alone in his office, the lights off, rain streaking down the tall windows