All Chapters of Divorced By The Billionaire Husband Who wanted Me Back : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Anna’s POVThe shrill sirens tore through the night air, echoing off the water and metal docks. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might shatter my ribcage. My hands instinctively moved to my stomach, protecting the twins as if my own life no longer mattered.Sam’s hand found mine, gripping it tightly, steadying me. For the first time all night, his face showed clarity. The tension, the hesitation—it was gone. His eyes were sharp, cold, determined. And for the first time, I realized: he had never truly been the enemy.“They’re here,” Victor said softly, his voice low but commanding. “The police. The backup I requested weeks ago. They’ve been tracking your uncle’s financial crimes, and now… they have reason to intervene in person.”I blinked rapidly, trying to process everything. My uncle—the man who had spent my entire life scheming, manipulating, and threatening me—was suddenly vulnerable.Sam whispered in my ear, “Stay calm. Don’t move until I tell you.”I nodded, though my

Anna’s POVThe tension in the Carter boardroom had barely begun to dissipate when the next wave of threats hit. My phone buzzed again—another anonymous message. My hand trembled slightly as I opened it:“Your victory is temporary. The empire will not be yours unless you face me… in person. —H.C.”I felt a chill. H.C.—Harold Carter, my uncle—was not finished. He may have been detained last night, but he still had the means to strike. And I realized: this time, it wouldn’t be through proxies or legal maneuvering. He would come for us himself.Sam saw my expression and placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “Whatever he plans, we’ll face it. Together. You, me, your father, Victor—and the twins.”I nodded, my stomach tightening—not just from fear but from the twins’ movements. They were alert, almost instinctively aware that danger still lurked nearby.Victor Hale, ever silent until the moment mattered, spoke next. “We need a plan. If he wants a showdown, we meet him on our terms. Not h

Anna’s POV The air was thick with tension, almost solid enough to choke us. The estate courtyard had become a battlefield, though no one had fired yet. Every step, every glance, was loaded with danger. My stomach fluttered with fear not just for myself, but for the twins, kicking inside me as if they could feel the threat hovering in the air. Sam’s hand squeezed mine, steadying me. His jaw was tight, his eyes scanning every corner, every shadow. Victor Hale stood alert, muscles coiled like a predator ready to strike. My father… he looked pale, unsteady, and yet determined his entire being radiating the fierce energy of a man who had survived battles far darker than this. And my uncle… Harold Carter. He had stopped, frozen in disbelief, as he looked toward the distant hill. The sniper someone who looked exactly like my father was still standing there, calm, deadly, and watching us. My throat went dry. The twins kicked violently. It was as if they sensed something their mother co

Anna’s POVThe wind across the estate carried a strange, hollow sound.For a moment I thought it was the echo of the helicopter blades circling somewhere far away.But then I realized it was something else.Silence.Not peaceful silence.The kind of silence that appears just before something terrible happens.The courtyard was frozen.Every person stood still, staring toward the hill where the mysterious sniper stood.And now he wasn’t alone.The second figure behind him stepped closer, the faint glow of the tablet lighting their face. But the distance was too great. I couldn’t see clearly.My heart pounded violently.Because the man holding the sniper rifle still looked exactly like my father.Not similar.Not close.Exactly.Same height.Same posture.Same sharp jawline.Same eyes.It was like looking at my father’s reflection standing on a distant mountain.My fingers tightened around Sam’s arm.“Sam…” I whispered.“I see it,” he murmured.Victor’s voice came low and tense beside u

Anna’s POVThe sound of the rifle’s safety clicking off echoed louder than the helicopters above us.For a moment, I could hear nothing else.Not the wind.Not the shouting guards.Not even my own breathing.Just that single, terrifying sound.Noah Carter’s finger rested calmly on the trigger.And the barrel of the rifle was pointed directly at me.Sam stepped in front of me instantly.“Don’t,” he said.His voice was quiet, but there was steel in it.Victor moved at the same time, raising his own weapon, aiming straight at Noah.My father… he didn’t move at all.He simply stared at his twin brother.“Noah,” he said slowly.“Put the gun down.”The helicopters were closer now.Three black aircraft circling the estate like vultures waiting for something to die.Soldiers leaned out of the open doors.Weapons ready.My uncle smiled.He looked completely relaxed.As if the entire situation was unfolding exactly how he wanted.“Well,” he said softly.“Let’s see how this ends.”The Moment Tha