The Billionaire’s Rejected Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 96

The tabloid photo dropped like a blade the next afternoon. Elara had taken Axel to the park, wearing loose clothes that fit her growing belly. A hidden photographer captured her looking tired, adjusting Axel’s jacket. The headline screamed across her feed: “BILLIONAIRE’S WIFE LETS HERSELF GO—AGAIN. Is Another Baby Too Much for Elara Blackwood?” Each vicious comment sliced into wounds that had never fully healed. “She trapped him with kids.” “He deserves better.” “Remember when she played the victim? Now she’s just lazy.” Tears burned Elara’s eyes as she read them in secret, not wanting to burden Aaron. The old rejection, the body shaming from their early marriage, came rushing back, making her feel small and unworthy again despite everything they had built. She tried hiding the pain, deleting notifications and focusing on Axel, who sensed her sadness and hugged her leg tightly. “Mommy pretty,” he said fiercely, his innocent love both healing and heartbreaking. But Daniel called Aar

The morning of the Women’s Empowerment Summit arrived beneath a gray sky that mirrored Aaron’s dread. He stood in the doorway as Elara adjusted the elegant maternity gown that barely concealed the swell of her stomach. She looked exhausted, her face paler than usual, yet there was a quiet determination in her eyes that he knew better than to challenge. “Please don’t go. You can always reschedule” His voice wasn’t commanding this time. It was pleading. “The doctor said bed rest.” Elara met his gaze through the mirror. “The doctor also said stress is dangerous.” She turned to face him, her eyes glistening. “Do you know what has been stressing me the most?” Aaron’s chest tightened. “The feeling that everyone gets to decide what my life looks like except me.” Silence settled between them. “I have to do this,” she whispered. “Not because I’m trying to prove anything to the world… but because I’m trying to prove something to myself.” Aaron reached for her, his han

***This Chapter Contains Mature Scenes And Is Not For Viewers Younger Than 18*** The garden of their countryside estate bloomed with soft whites and greens on their fifth anniversary, a quiet sanctuary far from the chaos that had once nearly destroyed them. Only close family and friends gathered—Edward looking frailer but proud, Thomas trying very hard to hold back his tears wishing his wife was here witness everything, Maya and Zara exchanging knowing smiles, Daniel standing quietly supportive. No cameras, no press, no performance. Just the people who had witnessed their journey from arranged strangers to something unbreakable. Elara stood across from Aaron, her hand trembling slightly in his. Five years. It felt like a lifetime and no time at all. She wore a simple dress that flowed gently over her body—the same body that had carried their children, endured public shame, and fought back with quiet strength. Her eyes met Aaron’s, and the years of pain, rejection, control, and rede