All Chapters of Winning Me Back, Mr. Billionaire: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

“At least she left before she could embarrass this family even more because of that damn agreement!” Sam snapped, gripping the railing as Zayne shoved him.“Bastard!” Zayne cursed, pushing him harder until Sam cried out for mercy. The commotion drew the rest of the family to the balcony. Tiano rushed over, trying to calm him down.“Zayne, calm down.” Tiano patted his shoulder. “Let him go. I don’t know what’s going on between you two, but this is dangerous, Zayne,” he said, stepping in as a mediator.Zayne released Sam’s shirt, and the man immediately stumbled back from the railing, clutching his chest in relief.“You’re insane, Zayne!” Sam spat before storming off.The others followed Sam, leaving Tiano behind with Zayne, who leaned against a pillar, frustration written all over his face. “That bastard…”“What’s going on with you two? Why are you so mad at him?” Tiano asked.“Elmy left the house a few days ago. Sunny… Sam… they’re blaming her for my mother’s death,” Zayne said, his j

“Are you sure you want to go there? The weather’s bad,” Gion said.A few hours ago, they had just arrived at Aspen–Pitkin County Airport. “Yeah.” “This is the only thing I could get. No one wants to fly in weather like this,” he added, while Zayne just frowned. “Don’t complain. This is the best I could do.” “Whatever. As long as it can get me to Aspen.” “Who are you going to see there?” Gion asked, holding out a cigarette to Zayne, who was carrying a small bag in his hand. Zayne took one and leaned forward to light it with the lighter Gion offered. Thin smoke curled in the falling snow. Zayne took a drag from his cigarette. “My wife’s there.” “Aspen? What is she doing there?” Gion asked, surprised. “And because of that, you’re chasing after her on a private aircraft? Damn, that’s crazy.” “She ran away from me,” Zayne replied shortly. Gion exhaled smoke into the air, then chuckled. “Your relationship is really complicated.” “Hmm,” Zayne responded nonchalantly. Up ahead, a heli

“Do you want to take a warm shower?” she asked casually, and Zayne just responded with a small nod.“I think I really need that. My body feels like a block of ice right now,” he said with a light, innocent grin.Elmy chuckled. She got up from his lap and walked toward the bathroom, preparing hot water for him. Once she was done, she returned to him and took the small bag he had brought.“The bathroom’s in the corner, and your room is—”“Our room,” Zayne corrected as he stood up from the carpet, still holding his mug. “I want to sleep with you. You’re my wife.”Elmy’s cheeks flushed. “Our room is near the kitchen. I’ll prepare your clothes. Go shower while the water’s still warm.”“Thanks,” Zayne said.Before he could leave, Elmy grabbed his arm. “Are you hungry?”A faint, almost mischievous smile curved Zayne’s lips. He nodded. “Very.”Elmy simply nodded back and left him. In the bedroom, she prepared warm clothes for him, then headed to the kitchen. Crouching in front of the fridge,

“I need to talk to you about something important, Mr. Joo.” Fresh out of the shower and dressed warmly, Elmy walked over to the glass window beside the sofa. Snow was still falling heavily outside, and she let out a soft sigh. “I… I want to withdraw my lawsuit.” Mr. Joo fell silent on the other end. Elmy waited patiently, her fingers gripping the curtain tightly. “Mr. Joo?” “Thank goodness,” the man said in relief. “What made you decide to call off the divorce?” he asked curiously. Elmy lowered her head, a faint smile forming on her lips. She let out a quiet chuckle. “You sound happy. From the way you’re breathing, it’s like you’re smiling to yourself,” Mr. Joo guessed. Elmy nodded slightly. “Yeah, Zayne and I made up.” “Oh my God, that’s great news. Did your husband manage to find you?” he asked. “Yeah. Luckily, he did—right in the middle of a snowstorm.” Mr. Joo laughed. “I actually called Zayne’s secr

“Where is he right now?” Zayne asked Gion.“You’re not gonna like the answer,” Gion replied with an annoyed look. He let out a long sigh, folding his arms across his chest. “He’s at your house.”Zayne immediately shut the file in front of him and turned to Gion, his brows furrowing. “Which house? You mean… my mother’s place?” he asked in disbelief.Gion nodded.“That power of attorney isn’t valid. He must’ve forced my mom to sign it,” Zayne said, roughly running a hand through his hair. “Was acquiring your company not enough for him? Now he’s going after my mother’s property too? What the hell does he even want?” he muttered, staring out the car window.Their trip ended at the Kensley residence. Tiano was already waiting on the front porch, his face flushed with anger. He paced back and forth before stopping when he saw Zayne arrive. The middle-aged man hurried over.“Your uncle’s insane,” Tiano snapped. The commotion inside the house made Zayne glance in. “Hurry up and stop him, Zayn