Divorced by the Billionaire Who still owns me のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Elara’s Pov I knew he was going to ask before he said it, and that was the problem. The calls had become regular, and my child had started mentioning him without hesitation. It had happened slowly, but it was clear now. He was no longer just a name or a face on a screen. He was becoming part of something routine, and I had not decided if I wanted that to happen. Dinner went as usual. My child talked through most of it, moving from one story to another while I listened and responded where it mattered. I kept my attention on them, but I was aware of my phone on the table. When it buzzed, I did not reach for it immediately. I already knew who it was. The second vibration came a few seconds later, and this time I picked it up. Adrian asked if we could talk. I replied and stepped into the kitchen before answering the call. His voice sounded controlled, like he had already thought through what he wanted to say before calling. He did not take long to get to it. He said he wanted to mee

Elara’s Pov The next morning did not go as planned. I was in the kitchen when the school called. I answered immediately, and the teacher explained that my child had gotten into an argument during class. She said it was not serious, but it had turned physical for a moment, and they wanted me to come in. That was enough for me to leave everything and go. By the time I arrived, my child was sitting outside the classroom. They were quiet, which was the first sign that something was wrong. They usually talked or tried to explain things before I even asked, but this time they avoided my eyes. I asked what happened, and they hesitated before answering. A boy in their class had said they did not have a father. They told him that was not true, but he insisted they were lying. The situation escalated from there, and they pushed him. I listened without interrupting, then thanked the teacher when she stepped out to speak to me. She said it had been handled and that no one was hurt. I nodde

Elara’s Pov The walk home felt longer than usual, even though nothing about the distance had changed. Blue stayed close to me the entire time, holding my hand in a way that made it clear she was thinking about something she had not said yet. She was not restless or distracted like she normally was after being out. She was quiet, and that quiet carried weight. I did not rush to fill it because I needed time to think too. The meeting kept replaying in my head in small moments that refused to settle into something simple. Nothing had gone wrong in a way I could point to, but that did not mean everything had gone right. Adrian had tried, and I could see that, but there were parts of it that did not sit well. He had stepped into something he did not fully understand, and it showed in the way he asked certain questions and the way Blue reacted to them. Blue looked up at me after a while and said that he looked different outside the phone. I asked her what she meant, and she told me he

Adrian’s Pov The message stayed on my screen longer than it should have. “Not today.” I read it again even though there was nothing else to understand. The answer was clear, and the way it was said made it even clearer. She was not leaving space for negotiation, and I knew better than to push when she set a line like that. Still, it did not sit well with me. I set my phone down and leaned back in my chair, but I did not relax. The office was quiet, and the work in front of me did not hold my attention. I had been in control of things for a long time, and this was not something I could manage the same way. That was the part that unsettled me. I picked up my phone again and opened the last conversation, not because I needed to, but because I was trying to understand where I had gone wrong. I knew it was the question I asked. I saw the shift in Blue the moment I said it, and I saw the way Elara looked at me after. It was not anger, but it was not neutral either. It was a reminder.

Adrian’s Pov I did not go back to the office after leaving her place because I knew I would not get anything done. The drive back felt longer than usual, not because of traffic but because my mind would not settle. Every part of that visit replayed itself without stopping, and no matter how I tried to shift my attention, it kept returning to the same moment. I had repeated the same mistake. I saw it happen in real time. The moment I asked that question again, Blue changed. It was not loud or obvious, but it was enough. She pulled back in a way that made it clear I had crossed a line I had already been warned about. Elara did not need to say much after that because I already knew. That was the problem. I knew, and I still did it. By the time I got home, the weight of it had settled in properly. The apartment was quiet, exactly how I left it, and nothing about it demanded anything from me. That should have made things easier, but it did the opposite. The silence gave everything mo