Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire's Ex-wife Is a Brilliant Lawyer: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

*Bella's POV*The first thing I noticed when I stepped into my mother's hospital room was the silence.It carried the quiet rhythm of machines tracking every heartbeat and every breath, the sort of silence that made people instinctively lower their voices because anything louder felt like an intrusion.I stopped just inside the doorway with my hand still wrapped around the handle.For one suspended moment, I couldn't make myself move.The woman lying in the bed barely resembled the mother I had carried in my memories for years.She looked so much smaller than I remembered.The woman who had once worked two jobs without complaining, who had carried heavy grocery bags up three flights of stairs because she refused to ask anyone for help, now seemed to disappear beneath a single white hospital blanket.Her skin had become almost translucent, delicate blue veins showing beneath it like tiny rivers. The thick dark hair I remembered brushing every Sunday evening had thinned considerably, sp

*Bella's POV* The moment my mother drifted to sleep, the room seemed to exhale with her. Her breathing settled into a slow, fragile rhythm, each rise and fall of her chest so faint that I caught myself watching for the next one before allowing my own lungs to work again. I stayed exactly where I was, sitting beside her bed with my hand wrapped around hers, afraid that the smallest movement might disturb the precious rest she had finally surrendered to. Sleep had softened the lines of pain around her face, yet it also made her look heartbreakingly fragile. The woman who had once carried shopping bags in both hands while scolding Sophie and me for dawdling through the market now seemed as though a strong breeze might carry her away. Her skin had become almost translucent beneath the fluorescent hospital lights, revealing delicate blue veins. I traced my thumb lightly over the back of her hand; it was still warm. Thank God. I found myself counting her breaths without meaning to.

*Bella's POV*Night settled over the hospital so gradually that I didn't notice the daylight disappear until the windows turned into dark mirrors. The city still existed beyond the glass, but it had become a scatter of distant lights and blurred movement, while this room seemed suspended somewhere outside of time. The steady hum of medical equipment blended with the muted footsteps drifting through the corridor, creating a rhythm that had become strangely familiar over the last few hours. I found myself matching my breathing to the monitor beside my mother's bed without realizing I was doing it, as though keeping pace with that quiet sound might somehow keep everything else from falling apart.She was asleep.Not the restless dozing I'd watched throughout the afternoon, where every sound seemed capable of pulling her back to consciousness, but a deeper sleep that softened the strain etched across her face. Even then, she looked exhausted. Her cheeks had hollowed, and the woman who

*Bella's POV*Morning never arrived all at once. It drifted into the room with quiet patience, gray light slipping through the narrow gap in the blinds until it stretched across the floor and climbed the edge of my mother's bed.The hospital had its own rhythm, untouched by the outside world. Machines hummed softly, footsteps echoed somewhere beyond the closed door, and the steady rise and fall of my mother's breathing became the only sound I cared about.I stirred in the chair beside her bed, my neck aching from sleeping at an awkward angle and my fingers stiff after spending the entire night laced around each other in my lap. For a while, I stayed exactly where I was, afraid that moving too quickly would disturb the fragile peace that had settled over the room. I listened to every breath she took until I finally heard my name."Bella." The sound was faint, worn thin by illness, but it was hers.I lifted my head immediately. "I'm here."Her eyes opened slowly, and my heart squeezed

*Bella's POV*I hadn't expected anyone else to be in my mother's hospital room.Sophie had called earlier to tell me she wouldn't be back until midnight, so I had settled into the quiet, believing it would be just the two of us for the rest of the evening. The room had grown dim as the daylight faded, and I was standing beside my mother's bed, carefully straightening the blanket over her legs because it was something to do with my hands. If I stopped moving, I knew my thoughts would catch up with me.The soft click of the door broke the silence.My body reacted before my mind did.My stomach tightened, and every muscle in my back stiffened as I slowly turned toward the sound.Alex stood in the doorway.For a heartbeat, neither of us moved.He looked older than he had the last time I saw him. Fatigue had settled beneath his eyes, carving faint shadows into his face. A small line creased his forehead, one I didn't remember seeing years ago, and there was a heaviness about him that expe