Semua Bab Divorced By The Billionaire Husband Who wanted Me Back : Bab 151 - Bab 155

I could feel it.The shift.The moment I stopped being their lost daughter…And became something else.Something they could use.Something they could shape.Something dangerous.The silence in the room stretched, thick and calculating.They weren’t emotional like me.They didn’t react.They observed.Measured.Planned.And now…They were looking at me like I had finally passed some kind of test.“You handled that well,” the woman said.Her voice was calm, almost approving.It made my skin crawl.“I wasn’t performing for you,” I replied.A faint smile touched her lips.“No,” she said softly. “You were becoming who you were always meant to be.”I didn’t like that.Not one bit.Because it sounded too much like control.Like everything I just fought against…Was exactly what they wanted.The man stepped forward slightly.His presence filled the room.Heavy.Dominant.“You want your life back,” he said.It wasn’t a question.I held his gaze.“Yes.”“Then understand this,” he continued. “Po

Standing at the top always looks beautiful from the outside.Power.Control.Respect.Everything I once thought I wanted.Everything I was forced to become.But no one ever talks about what it feels like inside.The silence.The weight.The responsibility of knowing that every decision you make can destroy or save lives.I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window again.Same city.Same view.But I wasn’t the same woman.Not anymore.“Miss Laurent, the board is ready.”I nodded slightly.“I’m coming.”This was it.My official takeover.No more shadows.No more hidden identities.No more running.Today…I became Anastasia Laurent.Fully.Completely.And on my own terms.The boardroom was filled when I walked in.Executives.Shareholders.Men and women who had built their lives around power.And now…They were all looking at me.Judging.Questioning.Waiting.I didn’t hesitate.I walked straight to the head of the table.And sat down.Silence fell instantly.Good.“Let’s begin,” I s

“Mrs. Laurent…”The title lingered in the air longer than it should have.For a moment, I didn’t respond.Not because I didn’t hear it.But because I felt it.Deeply.Strangely.Powerfully.Mrs. Laurent.Once upon a time, that title had been a cage.Something forced onto me.Something I wore while losing myself piece by piece, trying to be enough for a man who never truly saw me.But now…Now it felt different.It felt like a choice.I looked down at the document in front of me, my fingers resting lightly on the edge of the paper.Then I lifted my gaze.Ethan was sitting across from me.Calm.Quiet.Watching me, but not pressuring me.That alone showed how much he had changed.The old Ethan would have already decided for both of us.The man in front of me now…Waited.“Are you nervous?” he asked softly.His voice was steady, but I could hear something beneath it.Hope.Careful, restrained hope.I let out a small breath, my lips curving slightly.“No,” I said truthfully.Because I wasn