บททั้งหมดของ Too Late To Love Me, Mr Billionaire : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

VANESSA POV “He’s avoiding me.” Vanessa sat on her couch, her phone was in her hand staring at her message thread with Adrian. Twelve unread messages. All from her and ignored by Adrian.. “What do you mean avoiding you?” Jenna, her evil twin asked. “I mean he won’t answer my calls. Won’t reply to my texts. It’s been two months, Jenna. Two months since we had the last sex, the one you saw on the video call that day and he’s been ghosting me ever since.” “Maybe he’s just busy. You know, with the divorce and everything.” “No. It’s not that.” Vanessa stood and walked to her window. “Even at work, he keeps it professional. Like we’re strangers. I brought him coffee yesterday and he just took it and told me to leave.” “He told you to leave?” “Yes, I swear. Didn’t even say thank you. Just took the coffee and said he had work to do.” Jenna was quiet for a moment. “That’s weird.” “Right? It’s so unlike him. Even when he was still married to Kira, he never treated me like t

KIRA POVThe dinner was going well.Really well.Kira and Elijah talked about everything. Work. Life. Childhood memories. Stupid things that made them both laugh.She couldn’t remember the last time she’d laughed this much.The champagne kept flowing. Glass after glass. The waiter refilled them without asking.Kira was starting to feel it. The warmth spreading through her chest. The way everything felt lighter. Funnier.She set her glass down and looked at Elijah.“Can I ask you something?”“Of course.”“Why are you still even sticking around? I haven’t given you anything. And you’re still here.”Elijah leaned back in his chair. He didn’t answer right away. Just looked at her.Then he said, “Because I love you.”Kira’s breath stopped.“I don’t want to rush into anything,” he continued. “But I need you to know. I have deep feelings for you, Kira. Real feelings

KIRA POVKira woke up with her head pounding.Not a light headache. The kind that made her want to stay in bed forever. The kind that you feel only on one side of your head. She groaned and opened her eyes slowly.The room was bright. Sunlight came through the windows.Where was she?This wasn’t her bedroom. The walls were the wrong color. The ceiling was too high. The bed was too big.Kira sat up slowly. Her head was spinning.She looked around. Expensive furniture. Modern decor. A closet door that was slightly open.This wasn’t the Ashford Estate.Then she felt it.The cool air against her skin.Kira looked down and pulled the duvet up quickly.She was naked.Completely naked.Her heart started racing.What the hell happened last night?She tried to think as she pieced it together.The restaurant. Elijah. The champagne, okay? It seems like it was too much champagne.They’d driven to his place. She’d asked for more wine. They’d sat on the couch.And then.Oh God.They’d kissed.No.

ADRIAN POVAdrian sat in his office, staring at quarterly reports that made his head hurt.The business was coming back. Slowly. Very slowly.He’d secured two new clients last week. Not as big as Ashford International, but enough to stabilize things. Enough to keep the board from completely losing their minds.Stock prices were still down. Investors were still nervous. But it was better than it had been two months ago.Adrian was trying. Really trying.He worked longer hours. Took fewer breaks. Complained less.But it was hard. Everything was hard.Especially Ethan.The past week had been chaotic. School had been a nightmare. Ethan’s teacher called three times. Behavioral issues. Incomplete homework. Talking back in class.Adrian had gone to the school twice. Sat through meetings. Listened to the teacher explain that Ethan was struggling. That he seemed angry. Distracted.Adrian k

KIRA POVPatricia stood first.“Your Honor, my client, Kira Ashford, has been the primary caregiver for both children since birth. She has provided a stable, loving home environment. She has attended every school event, every parent-teacher conference, every medical appointment. She has been present in every aspect of their lives.”She walked to the table and picked up a stack of documents.“We have evidence to support this. School records showing Mrs. Ashford as the primary contact. Medical records with her signature on every form. Testimonies from teachers, neighbors, and family members who can attest to her dedication as a mother.”Patricia handed the documents to the bailiff, who passed them to the judge.Judge Reynolds flipped through them slowly.Then Adrian’s lawyer stood.“Your Honor, my client, Adrian Westbrook, is a successful businessman who has provided financial stability for his family for nine years. He has the means to give his children the best education, the best opp