All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Greatest Loss: Ex Wife Please Come back : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

THE ACCIDENT(Serena's POV)We drove to the Brooklyn docks in tense silence. I sat in the passenger seat of Lysander's car, staring out the window at the city passing by. Elena was in the back, quiet for once.My mind kept replaying the scene at the clinic. Damien was hurt at Lysander's harsh words. And I had said nothing to defend Damien.Had I been too harsh? Should I have stepped in?No. Lysander was right. Damien needed to hear the truth. He had spent his whole life being coddled and protected. Someone had to tell him he was failing.“We're almost there," Lysander said, breaking the silence.I nodded. The docks appeared ahead of us. Industrial buildings and shipping containers lined the waterfront. In the fading evening light, everything looked gray and cold.Lysander parked near the area that was still cordoned off with police tape. We got out of the car and walked towards it.A different police officer was on duty now. He was older, with gray hair and a tired expression."Can I

THE RECKONING(Damien's POV)Time stopped having any meaning in the wine cellar. It was just darkness and cold. The throbbing in my head was a constant drumbeat of pain. The cut on my temple had stopped bleeding, but the skin was tight and sore. I was shivering, my thin clothes no match for the damp chill of the stone floor.I had screamed until my voice was a ragged scratch in my throat. I had pounded on the thick wooden door until my fists were bruised. No one came. The house above me was silent. The dinner party was over. The Harringtons were gone. I was forgotten.I slumped against the door, my body aching with exhaustion and despair. I thought about Serena. Was she okay? The photo of her at the docks haunted me. Eleanor knew she was investigating. What would she do to stop her?The thought was a physical pain worse than the concussion.I must have fallen asleep, because the sound of the key turning in the lock jolted me awake. The door swung open. Light from the hallway stabbed a

THE EVIDENCE(Serena's POV)The flight to California was long and painful. Every bump of turbulence sent shooting pains through my cracked ribs. Lysander sat across from me, his head wrapped in bandages. Elena was stretched out on one of the plane's beds, her broken leg elevated.We barely spoke during the flight. We were all too exhausted, too hurt, too overwhelmed by what had happened.When we finally landed at Lysander's private airfield, there were medical staff waiting. They helped us into cars and drove us to his estate.The estate was massive. Even in my drugged, pain fogged state, I could see it was more of a compound than a house. High walls, security cameras everywhere, armed guards at the gate."This is your home?" I asked weakly."One of them," Lysander said, tiredly. "My grandmother insisted on the security. She's always been paranoid about enemies."We were brought inside and settled into guest rooms. Mine was larger than my entire apartment. A doctor came and checked on

THE UNRAVELING(Damien's POV)I stared at the frozen image on Eleanor's phone. Victoria and Marcus, in a hotel room, kissing.My mind was trying to process what I was seeing. But it did not make sense. Nothing made sense anymore."You're having an affair with Marcus too?" I turned to Victoria, disgust written all over my face. The words came out of my mouth before I could stop them. My voice was thick and slurred from the drug, but the disgust was clear.Victoria had gone pale. She was staring at Eleanor with wide, terrified eyes. "Grandmother, I can explain.""Explain?" Eleanor's voice was deadly quiet. "Explain what exactly?"She stood up from her chair, her whole body trembling with rage. "Explain how you've been sleeping with my lover?"The words hung in the air like a bomb.My lover?!Eleanor had just admitted it. Out loud. Marcus was her lover. Not just a security guard. Not just staff.Her lover!How could she say it out out loud? Disgusting!Victoria's eyes went wide. “Marcus

THE ESCAPE (Serena's POV) My phone buzzed again. Another message from the same unknown number. "You have made a terrible mistake. You will regret this. Serena." I showed it to Lysander and Elena. "She's scared," Elena said. "She knows she's losing." "Scared people are dangerous," I said. "Especially people like Eleanor." Lysander reached across the desk and took my hand. "We're going to protect Isabella. And we're going to finish this. Eleanor is done. She just doesn't know it yet." I looked into his eyes and saw the determination there. The cold, calculating rage that matched my own. "Two days," I said. "In two days, we end this." But those two days felt like two years. I called Isabella every few hours. At first, she was excited. She told me about the horses. About the big house. About the nice people who worked there. But by the second day, her voice changed. "Mama, when are you coming?" She asked. Her voice was small and scared. "Soon, baby. Very soon." I said, holdi