Semua Bab Getting back at my ex with his billionaire stepbrother : Bab 141 - Bab 147

Zara’s POVThe day began with light soft, forgiving sunlight spilling across the balcony, glinting off the crystal vase of lilies Leo had placed there a few days ago. Everything looked peaceful, almost perfect.Almost.Zara sat at the edge of the bed, sketchbook in her lap, pencil idle in her fingers. The lines she had started drawing no longer made sense. Her hand kept hesitating halfway through, her thoughts drifting toward the same thing they had for days Leo.Something had changed in him.It wasn’t dramatic not at first. It was in the smaller details: the distracted looks during breakfast, the quiet way his jaw would tighten when his phone buzzed, the half-smiles that never quite reached his eyes.He’d always been protective almost obsessively so but lately, he seemed… haunted.She’d woken last night to find him on the balcony, talking in low tones on the phone. When she asked, he’d smiled and said it was Fred, just work stuff.But she’d heard it that edge in his voice, that qu

Jayden’s POVThe airport was half-empty that morning pale light filtering through the glass walls, glinting off polished floors that smelled faintly of coffee and jet fuel. The world outside was waking up; inside, it felt like everything was slowing down.Jayden Beanet sat near the window, his suitcase by his feet, his fingers tracing the rim of a paper cup that had long gone cold. His boarding pass rested on the table beside it Flight 437, Zurich. A new life, a quiet one, far from the noise he had built and destroyed in equal measure.He could hear the faint buzz of conversation around him, a mother calming her crying child, a businessman arguing into his phone, the rhythmic roll of luggage wheels across the tiles. For the first time in his life, none of it belonged to him. The chaos wasn’t his to control anymore.He closed his eyes, exhaling slowly. His chest still hurt a dull, familiar ache that pulsed under his ribs. The doctor had called it “stress-induced arrhythmia,” but Jayde

Zara’s POVIt had started with rain.Everything always seemed to start with rain.Zara still remembered the night she met Leo not the way you remember a random encounter, but the way you remember something that shifts the axis of your life. She’d been standing in the street, soaked through, mascara running down her cheeks, her chest full of too many words she could never say. It had been the night Jayden broke her.Her phone buzzed in her hand an unknown number, a message that simply said:“Wanna get back at your ex?”She’d stared at it through tears, almost laughed at how absurd it was. But before she could reply, a car had pulled up beside her. The window rolled down, and a man stepped out tall, composed, wearing a black coat that looked far too expensive for a night that wild.Without a word, he’d taken the coat off and draped it over her shoulders. His voice had been low, calm, infuriatingly certain.“Revenge feels colder when you do it alone,” he said. “Let me help.”She didn’t

Zara’s POVThe studio was filled with sunlight.Soft, golden light poured through the tall glass windows, catching in the baby’s fine dark curls as he squirmed in Leo’s arms. A soft laugh escaped Zara’s lips as she reached to fix the tiny bowtie that her son kept trying to tug off.“Eli, sweetheart,” she whispered, brushing his cheek, “you have to keep it on for just five more minutes.”The baby gurgled the same mischievous sound Leo made when he was trying not to laugh.Leo’s chuckle rumbled behind her. “You know he gets that from you, right?”Zara turned, her smile blooming instantly. “Oh, please. The stubbornness is definitely yours.”“Maybe,” he said, with a teasing grin. “But he’s got your smile.”She couldn’t argue with that. When Eli smiled all dimples and tiny teeth the whole world seemed to brighten.The photographer, a cheerful woman with short red hair, adjusted her camera and called out gently, “Okay, let’s have Dad hold the baby while Mom stands behind him. Perfect, ju