All Chapters of Untouched for Three Years: Leaving My Billionaire Husband and Return the Pool: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter 21: A Convenient Truth

In the hours before she returned home, Devon had searched through the traces of her life in the house with an urgency that now left him feeling ashamed.The nomination form he found in her tracksuit pocket led him to formulate questions he had never bothered to ask in the past. By the time he had finished searching for traces of her background, he had learned enough to realise that anything he had accepted during their marriage had been only the smallest part of the truth about her life.“Back on that ill-fated cruise when our lives intersected, you were already a national champion, weren’t you, Romy? You were one step away from the Olympic trials. One step away from representing Britain.”“You spent nearly half an hour in freezing water because of me,” Devon said. “You damaged your body and that lost you your chance at the one thing you had worked toward for your entire life — the Olympic team.”His eyes were red now, his voice stripped down to something raw.“You almost died for me.

Chapter 22: A Quiet Surrender

In the suffocating stillness of the drawing room, her words struck with a shattering force. For a moment, Devon couldn’t believe he had heard her correctly.For three years, Romy had existed beside him like a servile shadow. Waiting. Enduring. In place, no matter how many times he turned away from her. Whenever he looked back, she had always been there.Now she was standing before him, calmly asking for a divorce as though she had already finished with him.The hostility in Devon’s stance evaporated all at once. Something close to panic flashed across his eyes.He drew a breath and forced himself to calm down. His voice softened. He reached out to touch her hair, to stroke it.“Romy,” he said quietly, almost coaxing, “what are you talking about? Don’t say things like that.”Romy only looked at him. The coldness of her gaze made his hand stop in midair.His unease deepened. He lowered his hand slowly and tried again, with the patience and restraint that had always made him sound reason

Chapter 23: A Deal Is Struck

Morning sunlight filtered through a narrow gap in the curtains of the guest room, falling in broken streaks across the bedside table.When Romy opened her eyes, she was dazed for a moment.There was no one facing away from her. No suffocating thirty centimeters of distance on a bed they had shared in name only. In this simply furnished guest room, she had slept more peacefully than she had in three years.A faint burnt smell drifted through the air, mixed with the scent of toast.Romy frowned.Kensington Manor’s housekeeper was too professional to let anything burn in the kitchen. Yet, something certainly smelled overcooked.She pushed back the covers, got out of bed and washed quickly before heading for the kitchen.The sight that greeted her stopped her in the doorway.In the soft early morning light, Devon stood in the expansive kitchen in front of the marble counter. He wore casual pants and a white shirt, open at the neck, with the sleeves rolled carelessly up his forearms. On th

Chapter 24: Who Let You In?

Outside the Royal Art Hall in London’s West End, luxury cars lined the curb one after another.The most anticipated couture exhibition welcoming in the new summer season was underway, and the invitation list was very selective. Public figures, old-money families, society matrons, heirs with names that opened doors before they even reached them — no one entered this event without the right kind of access.When Romy stepped out of the taxi, it was a quarter past noon.Devon was late.His assistant had called just before noon, sounding almost painfully apologetic. An urgent international video conference had come up. Mr Kensington would arrive as soon as it was over. In the meantime, Mrs Kensington could enter first, with the electronic invitation.Romy looked at the phone after the call ended, and the corners of her mouth lifted.Of course.It had always been like this. Whenever their plans collided with his work, she was the one sacrificed, postponed, asked to understand. Well, not any

Chapter 25: An Easily Mistaken Identity

“Are you finished?”Romy’s quiet challenge settled over the VIP lounge with an unexpected chill.Yanxi Ji frowned, ready to sharpen his insult, but Romy had already dismissed him.She didn’t bother to look at Caroline’s carefully composed, faux innocent face again. Without another word, she turned and walked into the main exhibition hall, situated past the VIP lounge.The Romy of the past might have stood there with her nails digging into her palms, ashamed by their laughter. However, the Romy of today understood something much simpler: she had come here to close the door on an old longing. She had no desire to play her part in a boring little performance staged by petty people who mistook inherited money for worth.“Stop there please, Madam.”When Romy reached the large, vintage wrought-iron doors leading into the main exhibition hall, two stern looking security guards in black suits and earpieces raised their arms and blocked her path.“I’m sorry, madam,” one of them said, his expre

Chapter 26: Making A Statement

He walked straight up to her, stopped in front of her, and reached out with long fingers to pull the zipper of her hoodie up a little higher. The gesture was natural, intimate and thoughtful. It was achingly familiar in a way that suggested it had happened many times before.Witnessing the gesture, Caroline’s taunting smile stiffened on her face. “R-Romy?” she managed, then fell silent when she was ignored.Yanxi’s arrogance also vanished the moment he recognised the newcomer.“Sir… er… Mr Evans?” he stammered, his face almost changing color. “What are you doing here?”The gathering of society ladies who had been enjoying the unfolding spectacle, drew in sharp breaths.Liam Evans.He was not only the legendary captain of the British national swimming team, an Olympic star with a cabinet full of medals but he belonged to the Evans family, a revered British manufacturing dynasty with a century of accumulated power. In wealth, heritage, and political influence, the Evans family was every

Chapter 27: The Blue Cocoon

Inside the No. One Royal Box in the Royal Art Exhibition Hall, the thick velvet carpet swallowed every sound from the VIP lounge outside.Through the floor-to-ceiling one-way glass, the central runway and the main exhibition hall lay in full view. It was the best seat in the venue, private enough to feel removed from the crowd, yet positioned so that nothing important could escape notice.Liam pulled out a leather lounge chair for Romy and poured her a cup of hot black tea from a silver service. He settled into another luxuriously padded seat beside her; one long leg crossed over the other. His gaze focused on the VIP area, where Yanxi Ji and the others were entering the hall in agitated little clusters.“Those people I saw outside at the entrance,” he asked, one brow lifting slightly. “Do you know them?”Romy held the teacup in both hands, letting the warmth seep into her palms. A faint, self-mocking curve touched her lips.“No, not really,” she said calmly. “Just a group of bored, u

Chapter 28: A Commitment

Liam’s expression cooled at once. The atmosphere inside the box seemed to dive.Romy followed the manager’s nervous glance toward the one-way glass separating their box from the neighboring one.The curtain in Box No. two had been partially drawn back.In this VIP Box, Devon Kensington sat on one side of the elaborately upholstered sofa. He was still in his bespoke business suit, though his shirt collar was a little askew, suggesting that he had arrived in haste.Caroline sat close beside him on the sofa, her face was bright with admiration and delight. Around them, Yanxi and the other socialites held champagne glasses, laughing with the careless confidence of people who believed the world would always arrange itself for their entertainment.Everything appeared harmonious. Perfectly placed in their secure, polished circle.Devon, however, was not looking at Caroline.He was looking coldly toward the neighboring royal box. He had seen Romy and he had seen Liam beside her.And this was

Chapter 29: The Last Word

By the time the exhibition ended, the rain outside had thinned into a silver mist.Guests drifted out of the Royal Art Hall in groups, still discussing the final runway piece, the guest list, and the escalating tension between some of the biggest name guests. No one ever admitted to watching a scandal unfold, yet somehow, everyone knew the lurid details.Romy and Liam headed out of the main exhibition hall.He had draped his coat across her shoulders, saying it was cold outside. She had offered to return it twice during the show, but each time Liam simply said, “Keep it on.”Now, as they headed out toward the building’s foyer, attention shifted their way again.On the way out, they saw Caroline in the VIP lounge.The couture gown from the finale collection had been packed in a long white garment case. It was being carefully carried by two staff members. Caroline stood beside it, her eyes bright, her face arranged into the kind of shy happiness that invited congratulations.Her compani

Chapter 30: Forced Generosity

Romy headed for the exit. A cold draft hit her at the revolving doors of the Royal Art Hall. Liam caught up, and left with her.Devon watched them disappear through the doors.His fingers curled into fists at his sides, tightening until the veins stood out across the backs of his hands. For a moment, he thought he could still catch the faint scent that Romy always wore, that familiar softness he had never cared to name properly. But it was merely his imagination.“Devon…?”The hesitant call broke the dead silence in the foyer.Caroline had joined him. She lifted her face, her eyes bright with tears that threatened to fall. The sadness in her expression made her carefully applied makeup look even more delicate, more fragile. Her fingers caught timidly at the sleeve of his suit jacket.“I’m sorry, Devon. This is all my fault.” She choked back her distress. “I shouldn’t have come back to London. I had no idea Romy would misunderstand my presence so deeply. I’ve ruined your family.”She c

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