Todos los capítulos de My Ex-husband Billion Dollar Mistakes : Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

Pov: NicholeI lay awake in the pitch-dark bedroom with my eyes wide open. Xavier was curled in front of me, his warm back pressed flush against my chest under the thin wool blanket. Neither of us had slept a wink since the sun went down.Through the silence, the clock on the far wall made a soft, rhythmic ticking sound that filled the cold space between us. It was nearly two in the morning when Xavier finally turned his head toward the wall and spoke into the shadows."My whole name is a lie," he said, his voice barely rising above a whisper.I pulled him closer, wrapping my arm tightly around his ribs. "Your name is still yours, Xavier.""No, it isn't," he muttered, shaking his head against the pillow. "Everything I thought I knew about my father is gone. The papers inside were all fake and my birth record was fabricated, and I don't even know who actually bought my first crib under that roof.""You are still the exact same person," I said, leaning over him. "I watched you during

Xavier found the file at three in the morning and I woke up to the sound of his chair scraping back, hard, like he'd stood up too fast."Nicole," he said. "Come look at this."I sat next to him, still half asleep, and read the screen over his shoulder. Then we saw a name and a photo of a man with tired eyes, a lab coat, research papers which was dated years back, buried under fake company names."He was a scientist," Xavier said. "My father was brilliant, apparently, he worked in neuroscience before he vanished off every public record.""Vanished how?""That's the thing." Xavier's hand was shaking on the mouse. "He didn't disappear but the syndicate took him… or even bought him. I can't tell which yet.""What was he working on?"Xavier scrolled down, and his face went pale. "It was something called the project threadline and I don't know what it does yet, but the funding numbers are insane. Whatever it is, the syndicate wanted it badly enough to build an entire cover operation aroun

NICHOLE’S POVThe small glass box in Xavier's coat pocket was bulging against the fabric, and I knew my life was about to change forever.I stood beside him in the center of the rooftop hall, holding my breath as he squeezed my fingers in front of fifty guests.Xavier turned his body to face me, taking my other hand in his grip. "You fought through every mess they threw at you, Nichole, and I am done waiting."I looked into his eyes, feeling his fingers around mine as I thought about the months of court battles, the news stories, and the fear of Beatrice coming after us."You don't have to do this in front of everyone," I whispered, smiling as tears gathered in my eyes."I want every single person in this city to know you are with me," Xavier said, reaching his right hand inside his suit jacket as the guests around us began to clap, their voices rising as people raised their glasses toward us. I decided right then to stop looking over my shoulder and just let myself be happy with him

Xavier's povI sat at my big desk with my head down, rolling a crushed red ring box between my thumbs. My head hurt very badly where the mean men had hit me with a heavy wooden stick. There was also a big purple bump near my hair, and it felt like a hammer was banging inside my mind. But the pain in my head was nothing compared to the pain inside my heart right now. My heart felt like it was breaking into a thousand tiny pieces.Every time I closed my eyes, the same scary picture played in my mind. I saw Nichole crying out in the dark night as I saw the bad men grabbing her arms and dragging her into a dirty alleyway. She was reaching her small hands out to me, crying my name and asking me to help her. I had tried to run to her, but the men had hit and knocked me down. I failed to protect her then, and now she was all alone with those scary men.I picked up my phone with shaking hands and held it to my ear. "Marcus, did you find that black car?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear

XAVIER’S POVAs soon as I left the house. My phone rang inside my pocket as I pulled it out fast, checked the screen and answered immediately."Xavier," one of the familiar voices I knew said over the phone, with his voice shaking. "I just saw Raymond’s men dragging Nichole into a black car."“WHAT!” I squeezed my phone as I wondered where they would be taking her to this time. This is the second time of hearing of Nichole's whereabouts since our proposal night. "Where are they taking her to?" I asked, as my heart beats fast against my ribs."They took her to the old abandoned warehouse by the river," he replied, taking a quick breath as my stomach turned. I did not waste any time panicking because Nichole needed me to be strong. So I ended the call, tapped my private security team's number, and gave them the address. I told myself that I would do whatever it takes to bring her back safely today.We met outside the big, empty building as I stood near the wall and watched my men get t