All Chapters of My Cheating Husband Regretted Everything After I Married a Powerful Billionaire: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Nelson saw Rachel packing her clothes.He leaned against the dressing room door with a trace of a sly smile on his face.“What’s this supposed to mean? If I don’t go home with you, you’re going to play the runaway wife?”Focused on packing, Rachel was startled when she suddenly heard Nelson’s voice. She hugged the clothes to her chest and took two steps back.She had always believed Nelson was a dangerous man. Her guard against him had never once faded.Rachel held her breath and pointed at the chest of drawers behind him.“The agreement is there… We never registered our marriage, so there’s no need for divorce procedures… My grandfather passed away. From today onward, our marriage agreement can be void.”Nelson glanced at the chest of drawers as if he had just heard a joke.He walked over, picked up the contract, flipped through two pages casually, then tossed it aside.He shot Rachel a glance, his eyes full of disdain.“Void? Have you thought this through? With just you, do you think

He had been waiting there for three or four hours, and this was the only car that had stopped.That was why he rushed over in panic; he just wanted to ask.When Tim heard Rachel’s name, he got out of the car and looked at Gary.“What’s going on?”…Inside the dark room, Rachel realized she was running a fever.Her whole body ached, drained of any strength.She curled herself into a tight ball, wrapping her long hair around her neck for warmth, but it didn’t help at all.She didn’t know how long she had been trapped there, nor what time it was.She had only ever read about the sensation of dying in books.Now, she was experiencing it firsthand.Her body felt unbearably weak and heavy. Her heart raced, then slowed, as if it could stop at any moment.The air was thin. Every breath felt like a struggle.The darkness before her eyes made it impossible to tell whether she had already gone blind.Fear and despair closed in on her. She thought of her grandfather… and Angela…Suddenly, the soun

Following Tim’s instructions, Jake retrieved Rachel’s phone, bag, and suitcase from the Harper villa and delivered them to the hospital.After that, he went back to report to Tim.“She cried until her eyes were red and puffy.”Tim was smoking, a trace of impatience between his brows.“Of course she cried. If she didn’t, she wouldn’t be Rachel. Let’s go. I need sleep.”That woman had something wrong with her head.He had only helped her because Leon asked him to.He thought she was timid and obedient.It turned out she had guts, just well hidden.To get out of trouble, she even set her sights on him.Even if Leon said the word, he would still help her, but favors always came with returns.Leon gave him one. Rachel could give him another.If he married Rachel, those two returns would turn into obligations.There was no way he could agree to that.Tim leaned back in the seat and took another deep drag.When he finally returned to his townhouse to sleep, his phone really did ring every two

Angela’s expression froze.That gentle, rain-softened voice was unmistakable.She held the umbrella and slowly stood up.Turning around, she saw Leon, someone she hadn’t seen in days.He wasn’t wearing glasses. He was dressed in a sharply tailored black suit with a tie.In his arms was a bouquet of white calla lilies, and in his hand, an old bottle of aged wine. He walked toward her with steady, unhurried steps.Even when he stopped in front of her, Angela still felt dazed.Why was he dressed so formally?And how had he appeared so suddenly, as if he’d descended out of nowhere?He wasn’t holding an umbrella, yet his clothes and hair were only lightly damp, his leather shoes still mostly clean, as if he had only just been caught in the rain.For reasons she couldn’t explain, Angela thought of the black helicopter that had flown overhead moments earlier.Leon pressed his lips together, his gaze deep and unwavering as he looked at her.Then he turned to face the headstone, bowed three tim

Angela paused, her fingers curling unconsciously.“Where is she?”“She’s…”As if by some unspoken connection, Sunny sent Leon a video call request.Leon answered it and turned the screen toward Angela. “Look carefully at Sunny.”Look at Sunny?!The screen stuttered, mirroring Angela’s state of mind—adrift, sinking and resurfacing as if in boiling water.Sunny’s connection was stable.She saw Angela, and the smile on her small, oval face brightened instantly, warm and radiant.The word “Mommy” rushed to her lips, but she forced it back at the last second.Instead, she only pressed her lips together and smiled.Thinking about how Angela wouldn’t be there for her birthday, Sunny’s smile slowly faded.She lowered her head and gently touched the small keepsake Angela had given her, a quiet ache spreading through her chest—an emotion she couldn’t find words for.Angela’s connection finally stabilized. She had just managed to say, “Sunny…” when Sunny lifted her hand and said softly, “I’m sle