All Chapters of The Billionaire’s New Love: You Remembered Too Late: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Rowan walked out of the bedroom without saying another word. Not even a glance back.The sound of the door shutting behind him echoed heavily through the room while Evelyn remained standing there frozen.Across the city, the atmosphere inside Vale Group’s fashion division buzzed with life and excitement.Employees moved quickly between departments carrying fabric samples, design drafts and tablets while assistants hurried through hallways preparing for the upcoming fashion showcase.Inside her office, Shannon sat behind her desk reviewing sketches carefully.A large board near the windows displayed fabric palettes and runway concepts while several mannequins stood near the fitting area wearing unfinished pieces from the upcoming collection.A soft knock suddenly came against the office door. “Come in.”Her secretary stepped inside holding a tablet against her chest. “Manager Shannon?”Shannon looked up. “Yes?”“The Whitmore Company contacted us again.”The name no longer stabbed the

Meanwhile Evelyn's mood was sour looking at how better Shannon looked. She had expected her to be somewhere being broken and maybe suffering but no.Shannon had her soft cream blouse tucked perfectly into her fitted black pants and a glow in her face that heartbreak was supposed to destroy but no.Evelyn’s fingers tightened slightly around the dress she held, then instinctively she moved closer to Rowan and wrapped her hand around his arm possessively.Rowan glanced down briefly.Normally lately, her touch irritated him almost instantly but this time he allowed it. Not because he particularly wanted it but because he was trying.Trying to fix whatever had become broken between them these past weeks.And Evelyn had already told him she’d be leaving for her parents’ house after today for some space. So honestly there was no reason for him to pull away publicly over something so small.Then Rowan’s eyes lazily lifted toward the entrance and immediately stilled.Shannon.For a brief secon

That answer caught Rowan off guard slightly.Shannon tilted her head faintly. “Why should I?”Her voice remained steady. “People forget things. Cards get left behind. Problems happen. It’s normal.”Then softer but sharper: “You’re the one turning this into a spectacle.”The words hit harder than expected because honestly she was right.Even some of the staff nearby looked uncomfortable now because the situation truly could’ve ended quietly minutes ago. But instead Rowan and Evelyn kept dragging it further.Meanwhile Evelyn noticed the shift instantly so before Rowan could respond properly, she cut in sharply, “Don’t act innocent.”Shannon finally looked toward her.Evelyn stepped closer now. “You really expect us to believe this is coincidence?”Her voice carried more venom now. “You came here because Rowan was here.”Aria rolled her eyes aggressively. “Oh my God.”But Evelyn kept going. “You saw us and decided to embarrass yourselves for attention.”Shannon’s patience finally started

The question hit harder than expected.Meanwhile Rowan remained on the floor coughing roughly while blood dripped from his split lip and Sean kept staring at Shannon waiting for an answer.“After everything he did to you?”His voice lowered dangerously now. “He hit you.”Something in Shannon’s expression cracked briefly then immediately she shook her head hard. “No.”Sean frowned. “No what?”Shannon’s grip tightened desperately against his arm. “I’m not protecting him.”Sean stilled slightly.Tears gathered in Shannon’s eyes now from panic. “I don’t care about him right now.”That made Sean’s anger pause for real this time.Meanwhile Shannon looked directly at him trembling slightly. “I care about you.”Sean froze completely.Shannon’s voice shook harder now. “I don’t want you ending up in prison because of me.”Silence.Heavy silence.Because somehow, out of everything Sean expected her to say that wasn’t it.Not concern for Rowan.Not pleading for her ex husband.Concern for him.On

The police station smelled like burnt coffee, paper, and old tension.Fluorescent lights buzzed faintly overhead while officers moved back and forth through the halls carrying files and half finished conversations.Inside one of the statement rooms, Shannon sat quietly beside Aria while Sean leaned back against his chair looking completely unaffected by everything happening around him.An officer sat across from them typing carefully. “So you’re saying Mr. Whitmore struck first?”Shannon nodded softly. “Yes.”The officer looked toward Sean next. “And then you intervened physically.”“I stopped him from hitting her again,” Sean answered calmly.“By beating him unconscious?”Sean’s expression barely changed. “He wasn’t unconscious.”The officer looked exhausted already. Meanwhile Sean sat there looking perfectly composed despite the dried blood staining parts of his sleeve. Like violence belonged on him naturally.The officer rubbed his forehead. “Sir, witnesses said you nearly killed h