Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire's Ex-wife Is a Brilliant Lawyer: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

*Bella's POV* The house was quiet in that late-afternoon way, with sunlight stretched thin across the floorboards and the low hum of the refrigerator filling the spaces between my thoughts. I stood at the kitchen counter, chopping vegetables more slowly than necessary. The knife moved in a steady rhythm beneath my hand, but my mind wandered somewhere else entirely. It kept circling places I rarely allowed myself to visit. Old conversations and old promises. The ghost of a life that still lingered in corners of my memory, no matter how carefully I packed it away. Some days, I could keep the past where it belonged. Other days, it found me. I didn't hear Noah at first. The soft scrape of his sneakers against the hardwood barely registered until it stopped completely. "Mommy?" His voice made me turn immediately. And the knife nearly slipped from my hand. Noah stood in the doorway holding a photograph. For a second, the entire room seemed to narrow around that single piec

*Alex’s POV*I had stopped pretending I could sleep.The night had wrapped itself around the mansion like a heavy curtain, swallowing every sound until the silence felt almost physical. I lay on my back in the massive bed I once shared with Evelyn, staring at the ceiling while fragments of the day replayed behind my eyes.I remembered the boardroom, the carefully hidden tension. The conversations stopped the moment I entered a room.The way several of my partners had avoided looking directly at me, as though they already knew something I didn't.And Evelyn's voice. "I'll take everything, Alex. You think I won't?"I dragged a hand down my face and released a slow breath that did nothing to ease the pressure building inside my chest. The feeling sat beneath my ribs like a fault line threatening to split open. Every inhale seemed too shallow, and every exhale felt incomplete.The room was dark except for the pale glow filtering through the curtains.I turned my head toward the empty side

*Alex’s POV*I did not make it all the way to my car; I barely made it down the hallway.By the time the elevator doors slid shut, something inside me fractured with a quiet finality that reminded me of a crack spreading through old glass. I pressed my palm against the cool metal wall and lowered my head, drawing in a breath that refused to reach the bottom of my lungs.The knot in my throat burned, and I squeezed my eyes shut.Do not do this, not here, but the command arrived too late.The hurt I had been carrying for months, pressing down day after day beneath meetings, negotiations, legal battles, and carefully constructed smiles, finally pushed its way to the surface.The elevator hummed softly as it descended.I lifted my head and caught sight of my reflection in the narrow glass panel beside the controls.The man staring back at me felt unfamiliar.The shadows beneath his eyes seemed darker than they had been yesterday. His jaw was locked so tightly that the muscles pulsed benea

*Alex’s POV* The hum of the tires against the tarmac settled into a steady rhythm beneath me, almost hypnotic in its consistency, but it did nothing to quiet the unrest churning inside my chest. I sat rigidly in the back seat, my shoulders pressed against the leather, my gaze fixed on the city lights slipping past the tinted windows. They blurred together in streaks of gold and white, appearing and disappearing before I could focus on any one of them. The sight reminded me of memories I had spent years trying to outrun. They lingered at the edge of my mind, refusing to fade completely, no matter how much distance I placed between myself and the past. Jennifer Hale had introduced herself at the airport with a firm handshake and the kind of polished professionalism that instantly inspired confidence. She carried herself with effortless composure, the sort that came from years of competence rather than performance. Under different circumstances, I might have appreciated that, b

*Bella's POV*I stared at the stack of documents spread across my desk, although the words had long since stopped making sense.Every line sat neatly on the page, perfectly organized, perfectly logical, and completely incapable of holding my attention.The soft hum of the air conditioner drifted through the office, filling the silence with a steady rhythm that somehow made the uneven beat of my heart feel louder.My pen clicked between my fingers several more times before I realized what I was doing.I dropped it onto the desk and rubbed my forehead."Get yourself together, Bella." The words escaped under my breath.A knock sounded against the door, and I straightened automatically."Come in." The handle turned, and Daniel stepped inside.His suit was immaculate as always, tailored perfectly to his broad frame. The faint scent of expensive cologne followed him into the room, subtle enough that it never announced itself but impossible to miss once he was near.He closed the door caref