Todos os capítulos de His Unwanted Wife (Billionaire's regret): Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 96

The soft glow of the grand crystal chandeliers reflected off the polished marble floors of the high-society restaurant. Red rose petals were scattered along the floor, leading a path to a single, beautifully decorated table. Gentle violin music drifted through the air, creating an atmosphere of quiet luxury.Selin stepped through the entrance, stopping in her tracks as her eyes took in the scene. A bright smile formed on her lips. At the center of the room stood Fabi, looking sharp in a tailored dark suit. He stood by the table, watching her approach with an expression full of love and anticipation, looking as if he were waiting for his bride at the altar."My love, what is all this?" Selin asked, her voice filled with delight as she walked toward him.Fabi took her hand gently, bringing it to his lips for a soft kiss. "We’ve both been so busy lately with our businesses and our dreams. We barely get to spend real time together anymore. I wanted to surprise you and make up for all the

For days, Noah Miller had been staring at a declining balance sheet, searching endlessly for a lifeline to save Miller business Then, out of nowhere, the phone rang.The man on the line was Theo Cruz.In Antalya, the name meant little to the local elite. But across Europe, Theo Cruz was an untouchable titan—currently ranked as the fifth richest person on the continent. He possessed the kind of wealth that could build empires or crumble them overnight with a single phone call.When Theo proposed a potential business deal, Noah felt a sudden surge of hope. Finally, someone powerful was willing to back Miller business Noah spent the entire afternoon perfecting a business proposal, ensuring every metric and projection was bulletproof.That night, Noah met Theo in the private executive suite of Antalya’s grandest hotel. The room was vast, draped in velvet and dark wood, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the glowing city below. Theo sat in a high-backed leather chair, exuding an eff

Noah Miller stood in the center of the vast space, his posture rigid, his hands resting heavily at his sides. Selin had not invited him to sit. She hadn't even motioned toward the leather armchairs resting near the floor-to-ceiling windows. She let him stand in the dead center of the room, a deliberate gesture meant to ground him in his place—not as a former equal, but as a supplicant.Just hours earlier, as dawn broke over the city, Noah had executed a sudden, desperate pivot. The ink was supposed to dry today on a partnership agreement with Theo Cruz. It was meant to be the grand signing ceremony that sealed the Miller family’s future to Cruz’s rising empire. But at the final hour, a sharp, unyielding instinct warned Noah that aligning with Theo was equivalent to signing his own death warrant. In an instant, his mind changed. Early that morning, before the rest of the corporate world had even brewed its first cup of coffee, Noah sent a curt, irrevocable email to Theo, terminating t