Billionaire Ex-husband Begged Me and Son Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Ella took a deep breath and began to tell her story.She talked about Alexander ignoring her and Leo. About him going to comfort Jessica at midnight. About him bringing Jessica into their home. About letting Jessica live in the master bedroom. About missing Leo's birthday...Although bringing these things up again still caused Ella heartache, she tried her best to remain calm.As Ella recounted her story, Alexander's expression grew increasingly remorseful…Dr. Mitchell recorded while nodding. When Ella finished, she pushed her glasses up."Mrs. Blackwood, I notice your narrative contains many emotional words. You feel ignored, neglected, replaced. When did these feelings start?""Ever since Jessica moved in—""Before that?" Dr. Mitchell interrupted smoothly. "Before Jessica appeared, how was your relationship with Mr. Blackwood?"Ella paused, thrown off by the question. "It was... okay, but—""Okay, but there were problems, right?" Dr. Mitchell smiled knowingly. "Mrs. Blackwo

After the service, Alexander arranged for cars to transport the guests back to town. Somehow, Ella found herself sharing a vehicle with him, Leo squeezed between them on the leather seat.The silence in the car was suffocating.Alexander stared out the tinted window, his mind swimming with memories of Michael. His brother teaching him to ride a bike. Michael helping him with math homework. Standing up to the bullies who picked on the younger Blackwood boy at prep school.Michael had been his mentor, his protector, his compass in life. And now that guiding presence was gone forever.The grief felt like a weight crushing his chest, making it hard to breathe.He turned his head and looked at Ella. She sat there, pale, her eyes staring blankly ahead.Alexander suddenly wanted to hold her hand, to get some comfort and warmth from her.He reached out and gently touched her fingers.Ella yanked her hand away so violently she nearly hit Leo. She whipped around to face him, her eyes bla

Lucas Montgomery stood before her, wearing a perfectly tailored dark gray suit. His blonde hair was immaculately styled, and his blue eyes were full of concern. "Ella, are you okay?""I—" Before Ella could finish, another reporter shoved a microphone toward her.Lucas frowned, stepping in front of Ella. His voice was calm but firm. "Gentlemen, please respect personal space. If you continue harassing Mrs. Blackwood, I will pursue legal action as her attorney."The reporters hesitated. Lucas seized the moment, pulling Ella away from the crowd to the terrace.The terrace was much quieter. Ella leaned against the railing, taking several deep breaths."Thank you, Lucas." Her voice trembled slightly."You're welcome." Lucas looked at her, his gaze gentle. "Are you hurt? I saw you stumble just now—""I'm fine, it's just—" Ella moved her ankle and her face went pale. She'd been pushed around in the crowd and twisted her ankle. Now it was starting to throb with pain."You sprained your

After Alexander left, Ella limped back to the small guest room at the end of the hallway.She closed the door and leaned against it, slowly sliding down to sit on the floor. Her ankle was still aching, but this pain was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.She hugged her knees and buried her face in them, tears flowing silently.She thought she wouldn't cry for him anymore. She thought she had given up. But just now in the master bedroom, when he said "you're mine," her heart still hurt so much she couldn't breathe.Ella cried until she was exhausted, then slowly crawled onto the bed, curling up into a ball. She watched the sky gradually brighten outside the window, tears still flowing, but eventually, she fell asleep from exhaustion.Meanwhile, Alexander sat alone in his study until dawn.Ella's empty gaze kept flashing through his mind, along with that silent tear that had fallen.He remembered his behavior just now, how he had almost forced himself on her. A deep self-l

The next morning, Ella was helping Leo pack his school bag in the guest room."Baby, where did you put your handcraft project?" she asked."Here!" Leo carefully pulled out a paper box from under the bed and opened it. Inside was a little airplane model he had made.Ella looked at the crooked little plane, warmth filling her heart. Today was the school's parent-child activity day, and she had promised Leo she would accompany him.She helped Leo wrap the airplane model carefully and put it in his bag, then noticed a drawing placed beside the bag.It was a picture Leo had drawn, with only two people—one adult and one child, holding hands.No daddy.Ella picked up the drawing, her heart aching. She hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, "Leo, you... really don't want to tell Daddy? I remember you always wanted Daddy to accompany you to school activities before."Leo looked up, his eyes red, but his voice was firm. "No. I don't want Daddy to come.""But—""Mommy, having you is