《Ex-Wife Became Beautiful After Divorce : He Regrets》全部章節：第 81 章 - 第 90 章

Chapter 82Morning approached at the hospital. Sunlight filtered faintly through the gaps in the curtains. Gevan stood in front of the treatment room door, looking inside through the small glass panel. Julio was still sitting beside Sheena’s bed, patiently holding her hand.Gevan let out a quiet sigh.“It seems like I don’t need to be here anymore,” he murmured to himself.He stepped inside without a sound. Julio turned his head.“Where are you going?” Julio asked.Gevan stepped closer, but kept his distance from the bed. “I’m going home.”Julio frowned. “Now?”“Yes,” Gevan answered shortly. “You two need time alone.”Julio was silent for a moment. “Gevan—”“No need,” Gevan cut him off. He gave a faint smile. “I realize it now. Sheena has already made her choice. And I also realize… I’ve hurt her too much in the past.”Julio looked at him, then nodded slowly. “I hope you can find peace too.”Gevan nodded. His gaze shifted to Sheena, who was still asleep. “Take good care of her.”“I wi

Chapter 84Julio looked at Sheena, who was leaning against his shoulder. Her breathing was still slightly restrained, but her face looked far calmer than it had a few days ago. Julio raised his hand, gently touching Sheena’s cheek.“If you’re tired, tell me,” Julio said softly.Sheena smiled. “I’m fine. I just… need you close.”Julio lowered his head slowly. “I’m here.”He pressed a gentle kiss to Sheena’s lips. It was not a rushed kiss, just a warm touch filled with a sense of safety. Sheena returned it briefly, only brushing Julio’s lips softly. Her body was still weak, and Julio was aware of that.“We’ll take it slow,” Julio said with a small smile.Sheena nodded. “I know.”Julio held Sheena, not tightly, just enough to make her feel safe. His hand stroked Sheena’s back slowly. There were no excessive words, only a comfortable silence. That kiss was not about desire, but about a promise, about presence, and about coming home. Sheena closed her eyes, feeling Julio’s calm breathing,

Chapter 86The clock showed one in the morning. Julio’s residence looked deserted. The yard lights glowed dimly, while the guards appeared distracted due to a shift change. In the corner of the garage, a shadow moved quickly and silently.The person was wearing a dark jacket and a cap. His steps were light, as if he already knew the terrain well. He stopped right in front of the car that Sheena would use to go to the hospital the next morning. Without hesitation, he crouched down, opened the underside of the car, and worked swiftly.His hands moved quickly, cutting the brake line. He made sure everything looked normal from the outside.“That’s enough,” he muttered softly.In less than five minutes, he closed the underside of the car again, stood up, and disappeared into the darkness. The garage fell silent once more, as if nothing had ever happened.Morning came with cool air. The clock showed seven o’clock. Julio was already dressed neatly in his work attire. His business bag lay on

Chapter 88A few days after the accident, things began to move in an unexpected direction. In an apartment that now felt increasingly cramped, Tania paced back and forth with a pale face. The television in the living room was still airing follow-up news about Julio’s accident and the police investigation.“This case is leading to a suspected vehicle sabotage,” the news anchor said. “Police have secured initial evidence.”Tania turned off the television harshly.“No, no, no,” she muttered in panic. “I can’t go to prison.”Her hands trembled as she stuffed several clothes into a suitcase. Her passport was already prepared. The plane ticket was ready as well. For her, the only option was to flee the country before it was too late.“I have to leave now,” she said to herself.But just as she pulled the suitcase toward the door, the doorbell rang loudly. Tania froze.“Who is it?” she asked with a trembling voice.There was no answer. Only harder knocking followed.Tania opened the door slig

Chapter 90Four months had passed since the accident. Time felt as though it was moving slowly, as if it, too, was waiting alongside Sheena. Her pregnancy had now entered its eleventh week. Her belly had not grown noticeably yet, but her body was beginning to tire more easily. Every morning, she still woke up with the same routine: getting herself ready, making sure the children went to school, then heading to the hospital.Julio was still lying in the ICU. There had been no significant change. The monitor continued to beep in the same rhythm, his breathing was assisted by machines, and his eyes remained tightly closed.Sheena sat on a small chair beside the bed. Her hand held Julio’s hand, which felt warm, but never responded.“I’m here again,” she said softly. “Like always.”She gave a faint smile. “Our pregnancy is already eleven weeks.”There was no response.Sheena was not angry. She had grown used to the silence.“I’m still waiting,” she continued. “I’m not going anywhere.”That