My Ex-Husband CEO Regrets Too Late のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Aurora didn’t look back.Not once.Even when she felt it—that pull behind her.That familiar presence.That voice she had trusted for so long.She didn’t turn.Because she knew…if she did—everything she just said might fall apart.Her steps were steady.Slow.But certain.Each one creating distance.Each one drawing a line.Behind her—Adrian didn’t follow immediately.He stood there.Still.Watching her leave.And for the first time—he didn’t know how to stop it.—Aurora reached the car.Opened the door herself.Didn’t wait for anyone.Didn’t ask for anything.She got in.Closed the door.And only then—did she finally let out the breath she had been holding.Her hands trembled slightly.She placed them on her lap.Pressed them together.Trying to steady herself.Trying to hold everything inside.Because once it broke—she wasn’t sure she could put it back together.The driver glanced at her through the mirror.“Ma’am… where to?”Aurora didn’t answer immediately.Because for the

Aurora didn’t move.The phone was still in her hand—but she wasn’t hearing Daniel anymore.His voice had faded.Drowned out by one single thought.You called the hotel.“No…”Her lips moved slowly.Barely forming the word.“That’s not possible.”But the problem was—it was possible.Because too many things didn’t make sense anymore.Too many gaps.Too many missing pieces.Aurora’s grip on the phone tightened.“Daniel.”Her voice came out low.Controlled.But there was something dangerous in it now.“Say it again.”Silence on the other side.Then—“You made the call.”Aurora closed her eyes.For a second—she almost lost her balance.Her free hand reached out—resting against the car door to steady herself.“I don’t remember.”Her voice dropped.Not weak.Just… honest.Daniel didn’t argue.“I know.”Aurora’s chest tightened.“How do you know?”Daniel hesitated.Then—“Because I checked.”Aurora opened her eyes again.Sharp.Focused.“Checked what?”Daniel answered—“The call records.”

Aurora didn’t react.Not immediately.Because her mind didn’t accept it.Couldn’t accept it.“You called because you were already there.”The words didn’t fit.Didn’t connect.Didn’t make sense.“That’s impossible.”Her voice came out low.Controlled.But tight.“I arrived later.”Vanessa didn’t move.Didn’t argue.She simply said—“No.”A pause.“You remember arriving later.”Aurora’s chest tightened.“What’s the difference?”Vanessa’s gaze stayed steady.“The difference…”A slow step closer.“…is that your memory is wrong.”Silence.Heavy.Uncomfortable.Aurora’s fingers curled slowly.“No.”But this time—it didn’t sound like denial.It sounded like resistance.Vanessa continued—“You think you walked into that hotel for the first time that night.”Aurora didn’t respond.Because that’s exactly what she believed.Vanessa’s voice dropped slightly.“But you didn’t.”Aurora’s breath slowed.Dangerously slow.“What are you saying?”Vanessa held her gaze.“You were already there.”Aurora

Aurora didn’t speak.Not immediately.Because if she did—something inside her might break completely.He made sure you wouldn’t remember that night.The words didn’t fade.They stayed.Sharp.Burning.Etched into her mind.Her fingers slowly unclenched from the table.Then tightened again.This time—not from confusion.From control.Cold control.“So…”Her voice came out steady.Too steady.“He decided what I remember.”Vanessa didn’t answer.She didn’t need to.Aurora nodded slowly.As if confirming it for herself.“He decided what I know.”A pause.“And what I don’t.”Silence.Heavy.Unavoidable.Aurora let out a quiet breath.But it wasn’t relief.It was something else.Something darker.Something building.“And after that…”Her voice dropped slightly.“…he just let me walk into his life?”Vanessa watched her carefully.“Yes.”Aurora’s lips pressed into a thin line.“Like nothing happened.”Another pause.“Like I chose it.”Vanessa didn’t correct her.Because that—that was exact

The page turned.Slow.Deliberate.Aurora didn’t rush it.She wanted him to see it.Clearly.Completely.No escape.Adrian’s eyes moved across the paper.Then stopped.And for a split second—something in his expression broke.Not fully.But enough.Aurora saw it.That flicker.That hesitation.That was all she needed.“Say it.”Her voice was low.Controlled.“What is it?”Adrian didn’t answer immediately.Because the name staring back at him—wasn’t supposed to be there.Aurora stepped closer.Her eyes locked on his.“You didn’t expect that, did you?”Silence.Adrian’s jaw tightened.His gaze dropped back to the page.Then—he said it.“…that’s not possible.”Aurora let out a quiet breath.Almost like she expected that.“It is.”She reached forward.Tapped the paper lightly.“That’s the call log.”A pause.“Timestamp. Location. Source.”Adrian’s grip on the file tightened.“That can’t be right.”Aurora’s eyes darkened.“But it is.”Silence stretched.Heavy.Dangerous.Adrian looked u