《Rebirth and Contracted to the CEO 》全部章節：第 121 章 - 第 130 章

Ethan's POVGolden hush settled over the rooftop garden as day slipped away. Sunset painted everything quiet.Purpose led me to bring Sam here - far from bolted exits, distant from prowling guards, removed from the heavy silence that followed every secret we kept. Above the mansion it rested, this garden perched on its tallest ledge, facing sheer drops and water stretching without end. Trellises wore roses like shawls, colors softened by dusk into warm blushes and pale amber. Air moved slow through leaves, bringing sharp sea air mixed with perfume from open blossoms.Out by the old stone rail, Sam waited. Wind tugged at her unstyled hair while sunset burned behind her like a slow match. A plain cream sweater hung on her frame, paired with black pants that didn’t shout for attention. Not dressed for ceremony. Not braced for battle either. Only there, present, fragile in ways you noticed if you looked past the quiet stance - shoulders tight with something older th

Ethan's POVDown the stairs I went, boots dragging slow, every thud echoing how far she now seemed. Distance grew without a word, just the weight of leaving her there among the potted herbs and fading light.Darkness now covered the sky, stars sprinkled across it like salt after the sun slipped behind the cliffs. Not even the chill of evening could quiet what burned beneath my ribs. His voice kept returning - Sam’s voice - not softening with time, but sharper, each syllable digging deeper.“I can’t. Not yet.”“The contract was my safety net.”“I’m terrified that if I say yes… I’ll wake up one day and find myself alone again.”On my knees, I showed her everything - every part of me, stripped clean. Pride was gone. My words were only about love, nothing else. Not the deal. Never the business. Her. That is what mattered. The way she stands tall. How she thinks. The calm fire inside her. Paper meant nothing then. I said I would burn it if needed

Sam's POVOut near another city, inside an ordinary-looking office block, we met - using a fake identity I’d set up long before. Not one guard from Sterling showed up. Ethan stayed away too. Only my presence, a disposable phone, everything silent except the hum of tires on hidden routes, making certain nobody tailed me.Waiting there was my lawyer, Mr. Harlan - still the same steady figure from back home, untouched by anything Sterling. A bare conference room surrounded us, no windows, just walls closing in. On the table sat heavy files, lined up tight, color-coded tabs sticking out like flags.“Everything is ready,” he said, sliding the first stack toward me. “Divorce paperwork. Asset division. The settlement is generous but ironclad - no loopholes for contesting, no hidden clauses that could be exploited later. You’ll walk away with more than enough to rebuild independently, plus full ownership of the revitalized Wade family business.”My fingers moved

Gwen's 125A sour tang hung in the air, leftover bubbles fading into silence. Empty bottles whispered stories no one wanted to hear.On the big bed I stayed seated, legs folded, computer resting where my knees rose up. Around me sprawled what remained - food boxes tossed aside, glasses left sticky, wine unfinished. Cloth napkins balled into tiny heaps near silk pillowcases gone wrinkled. Neatness had vanished long ago, replaced by something closer to wreckage. A room once spotless now echoed how things fell apart, piece by quiet piece.My battlefield.For the tenth time since the clock ticked past sixty minutes, I tapped refresh - only to find more headlines sprouting up, stubborn as dandelions in cracked pavement. A smirk tugged at my mouth, sharp and sour.“Sterling Marriage on the Rocks? Sources Say Divorce Imminent” “Inside the Crumbling Sterling Union: ‘Ethan Regrets the Merger’” “Sam Sterling Spotted Looking Distant at Charity Event

Sam's POVA fall in shares felt like getting cut, yet cuts have ways to heal.Morning dragged into late hours when Sterling Industries stock slipped by 4.8%. Whispers Gwen let loose moved just like she planned - doubt curled around Ethan’s choices while I got framed as someone hungry for a quick exit. Unease built slowly, spreading through investor circles because of the shaky mood her leaks stirred up.It didn’t get worse because I stepped in.From the study, work began without fanfare while Ethan took the urgent calls with investors. Silence replaced speeches. There were no grand gestures, only careful steps shaped by what I had lived before. Each choice carried weight, guided by memories others didn’t have.Right off the bat, there's a press release. It shows up before anything else does.It came straight from me, written tight and clear. That future-focused edge stayed throughout, steady on what Sterling aims to become. What stood out we