My Cheating Husband Regretted Everything After I Married a Powerful Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 401 - チャプター 409

From the reflection in the car window, the man saw himself clearly for the first time—how anxious he looked.His brows were tightly drawn together.A heavy pressure weighed on his chest. He didn’t want the woman to leave.After a few seconds, the window finally slid down.He saw that she had put on sunglasses. When she turned her head, a cold sheen flashed across the lenses.“Is there something else?” Angela’s voice was flat, without emotion.He had so many things he wanted to say, so many questions waiting for answers.But when the words reached his lips, they turned, against his will, into concern for her.“Breakfast is ready. You could eat before you go. And after that… you should rest for a while.”Driving while exhausted was dangerous.If something happened on the highway, the consequences would be unthinkable.Angela replied, “Thank you, but no.”She looked straight ahead. Her right foot eased off the brake, and the car began to roll forward.Panic flashed across the man’s face.

From the moment Yuna learned that Sunny was coming to the family estate, she stood outside waiting under the sun.When the staff tried to hold an umbrella for her, she refused and instead instructed them,“Go hold it for the little bunny. My precious granddaughter likes rabbits.“And she likes pink. Change the carpet, curtains, bedsheets. Everything she can see in the room to pink. Do you hear me?”“Yes,” the staff replied, and immediately began bustling about to make arrangements.Yuna used her phone as a mirror, adjusted her hair, then straightened her silk scarf.She wanted to greet her only granddaughter in her very best state.The Bentley pulled to a stop.Yuna was more excited than if she’d just been praised for a viral short video.She put on the gentlest, most affectionate smile of her life and stepped forward to open the car door for Sunny.Unexpectedly, Sunny got out from the other side.Yuna maintained her good temper and walked around the back of the car.“Sunny, sweetheart

Two more people followed close behind her.One was a young man, barely in his early twenties.The other was a middle-aged woman in her forties.Both were anxiously telling her not to run, to be careful not to fall.But the moment they saw him, all movement stopped abruptly, as if they’d been nailed to the ground.The man looked at them in confusion, his gaze empty, unsettled.Who were they? And what kind of relationship did they have with him?He tried to search his mind for answers.But the blank stretch of memory turned every question into a riddle with no solution.The woman stopped in front of him. Their eyes met in midair for a brief instant.Then she lowered her gaze to the little girl in his arms and softly called, “Sunny.”The child was still crying quietly, her arms tightening around his neck.The woman frowned and said to him in a low, firm voice, “Come with me. Get in the car first. We’ll talk there.”She seemed afraid of something. Her eyes swept the surroundings warily as

The man watched as Angela stepped out first, took Sunny from his arms, and passed her to Sarah to hold.He got out of the car as well. Before turning away, he glanced back at the little girl, her eyes still shimmering with tears, and wanted to smile at her.But with the mask on, he gave up.Lowering his gaze, he walked toward a patch of shade.He looked sideways at Angela, his dark brows and eyes deep with confusion.Angela had already decided what she was going to say.The words came easily. “Did Mandy tell you that you look very much like my late boyfriend? That’s the reason I helped you.”He nodded.When he first heard that explanation, he’d felt a flicker of disappointment and sadness, as if he were a dim star, only visible because he happened to catch the moon’s light.Later, he’d thought it through.Who he resembled didn’t matter. What mattered was who he was.Just like now, what he saw reflected in her eyes was himself.Given enough time, she would surely be able to tell the dif