All Chapters of The Ultimate Cure: A New Husband: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

That night, Chris publicly announced his divorce from Adriana on social media, along with a confession of the mistakes he had made.Adriana knew he was trying to prevent others from misunderstanding or defaming her—but she no longer needed it.Chris had always been the same: always a step too slow.Yet when it came to death, he had rushed ahead. That indecisive, muddled personality of his had never changed.A news alert about Joan's sentencing flashed briefly across a webpage. In addition to intentional injury, she had also been charged with major financial crimes.Adriana didn't click on it. Seeing Joan end up like this brought her no satisfaction.The pain of the past was already behind her. The suffering had already been endured.Joan had received her due punishment, but Daisy would never return, and Chris's injuries would never heal.…A cool morning breeze drifted through the air. A bouquet of camellias was gently placed in front of Grandma Rosie's tomb. Adriana knelt dow

A roaring supercar sped into the Este family estate. Francesco stepped out and rushed straight into the castle without hesitation."Where is Bianca?"Isabel Este was leisurely enjoying her afternoon tea. Facing her son's storm-like entrance, she frowned slightly."Cesco, where are your manners?""Where is Bianca?" Francesco repeated.His golden-brown hair was slightly disheveled, a few strands falling across his forehead. His brow was sharp, his eye sockets deep-set.Even in anger, he carried an innate elegance and nobility."She'll come out to congratulate you once you're married," Isabel replied, calmly sipping her black tea and taking a small bite of dessert.She had already investigated everything about Francesco and Adriana. Not to mention Adriana's lack of background—just the fact that she had once abandoned Francesco, married someone else, and later divorced was enough for Isabel to reject that "wild girl" from entering the family.A daughter with intellectual disabilit

The plane cut across the deep blue sky and landed in Cesantria.Adriana had already arranged admission to a flight training school. She would begin classes the very next day.After arriving at her hotel, she opened her phone, but still saw no message from Francesco. Her concern only deepened.It wasn't until evening that Mars finally returned her call."Mars, is your boss alright?" Adriana asked immediately, unable to hide her urgency.Remembering Francesco's instructions, Mars replied, "He is fine. He's just a little busy.""Busy with what?"That answer did nothing to ease her worry. From what she knew of Francesco, no matter how busy he was, he would always find time to reply to her messages. He would never leave her worrying like this."He's busy dealing with Miss Bianca's marriage arrangement and clashing with the family. He asked me to report to you that he's safe and told you not to worry."Mars did his best to lie. Francesco had specifically said not to let Miss Adler w

In order to obtain her pilot's license as quickly as possible, Adriana paid extra fees and pushed herself into intensive overtime training.After eating out in the evening, she drove back to the hotel and only arrived at around eleven at night.She stayed on the fifth floor. After entering the elevator and swiping her key card, just as the doors were about to close, a middle-aged man with a thick beard forced his way in.A strong, pungent smell of smoke clung to him, filling the enclosed space. It was so overpowering that Adriana felt nauseated.Out of politeness, she lowered her head and forced herself to endure the discomfort.When the elevator reached the fifth floor, she stepped out and immediately took a breath of fresh air.After walking just a few steps, she heard footsteps behind her. Turning back, she saw the bearded man following her, holding his phone as if he were filming something.Adriana quickened her pace. Taking advantage of a staff member passing by in the corr

In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed, and Adriana had obtained her pilot's license at the fastest possible speed.During this time, she had contacted Francesco several times, but received no reply.The day before leaving the Cesantria, Mars asked excitedly, "Miss Adler, where are we going next?"Being Adriana's bodyguard was far more interesting than following Francesco.She knew which streets had good food, which small places had fun things to do—and she was generous with money. If he could keep following her, his "career path" would be thriving.Without hesitation, Adriana replied, "Mitaly."She had made this decision the day Mars came looking for her. Once her training was over, if Francesco still hadn't escaped, she would go find him.She knew Francesco well—if he could have gotten out, he would never have waited this long."Why are you going there?" Mars's heart jumped into his throat.In just a couple of days, Francesco was supposed to hold his wedding. I