All Chapters of My Horrible Ex-Husband Can't Move On, But I Can: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

A bright smile spread across Amelia’s face. "There's something about that painting that draws me in, especially with the missing part of the face of the armored girl with her sword. That mystery is what makes me want it most."Unbeknownst to most, Amelia was the world's leading expert in restoring artifacts, famous for her flawless restorations that no one could rival. There was something captivating about this particular painting, and she had every intention of bringing back the full spirit of that noble, heroic girl.Desmond couldn't figure out why Amelia was so interested in the painting's missing features. After buying the painting, Xavier had brought in restoration specialists from all over the world, but each one had ended up walking away, saying the lost part of the girl's face was impossible to recover.Xavier had expected this before he ever purchased the painting, so he never pushed for a miracle. Instead, he displayed the damaged artwork in a clear glass case for everyone to

Lucas had been quietly observing her, and when he noticed how fast she pulled away, his brow creased ever so slightly. Every time she helped with the bandages, she acted with such caution, afraid of accidentally touching him.Was she really so uneasy about getting close to him?His chest twisted with a sharp, acidic ache, like swallowing something that scorched on the way down. A profound sense of sadness enveloped him, and the space separating him and Amelia felt like a chasm impossible to cross.Maybe Amelia still clung to Damian’s memory, unable to sever that lingering attachment.Lucas sighed silently and then inhaled to steady himself. It didn't matter. The journey ahead stretched long, giving him room to change the course. Slowly but surely, he would make his way into Amelia’s heart, eclipsing Damian entirely. In due time, even the faintest memory of Damian would fade from her soul.“Sorry, I zoned out," Amelia murmured, slightly embarrassed.“Don't worry about it," Lucas answere

“Amelia." His brows pulled together as he shot her a cold look. "Sophia never fights or argues. She's not like you. And yes, I've known her longer…"Amelia understood what they were trying to say, but she didn't feel like playing their game. "Alright then. Don't let me down. Love each other for a lifetime," she said with a smile.Damian, of course, thought she was just pretending to be strong. In his eyes, her smile was laced with jealousy. He believed she still loved him and was just putting up a front. Women, he thought, always said the opposite of what they meant.“Thank you for the blessing, Amelia. We'll definitely love each other for a lifetime. Happily ever after," Sophia said sweetly, leaning closer to Damian.Amelia turned to leave but paused, as if remembering something. "Oh, one more thing," she said, glancing back with a light smile. "Don't forget to transfer five percent of the Wright Group's shares to me. Let me know when the papers are ready."Sophia froze, staring at Da

Eve seethed with resentment.Inside the ward, Howard spoke to Amelia.“When you take me home from the hospital, I'll transfer the Wright family house to you. Only then will I be at peace."Howard had spent his whole life in that house. His roots were deep. The thought of it ending up in his grandchildren's careless hands, sold off like nothing, was more than he could bear.Amelia was about to respond when a loud crash rang out. The hospital room door slammed open, banging hard against the wall.Without warning, Eve burst in, her face twisted with fury. She didn't say a word. She simply raised her hand, aiming to strike Amelia across the face. She wanted to tear Amelia apart, for manipulating her grandfather!Howard was still in shock when she saw Amelia grab Eve’s wrist mid-air.“You just never learn, do you?" Amelia said coldly, her eyes filled with mockery as she flung Eve’s hand away. She had no intention of fighting with Eve in front of Howard.“You've been away for so long without

"Agh!" Damian gasped, his breath catching from the pain.Amelia then shoved his hand away with a sharp jolt, rising to her full height, her presence commanding. "If you have nothing better to say, maybe you should find a more useful way to occupy your mouth." With that, she drifted toward another seat by the wall.Before shutting her eyes again, she tossed them a sharp glance. "Try me, and I'll flatten both of you right here, hospital or not. You won't even need to call an ambulance…" She tilted her chin toward the ER entrance. "It's a short trip, real convenient."With those words, she closed her eyes once more.Eve burned with rage, jaw clenched so tightly that her teeth ached, but she stayed rooted to the spot. She knew Amelia wasn't bluffing. Her face still throbbed from their last run-in.Damian kept his distance, his nerves shot, still remembering how Amelia had nearly crushed him with a vicious throw. Ever since the divorce, she had unraveled.Damian thought back to her behavior