All Chapters of The Billionaire That Couldn’t Let Her Go: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

CHAPTER NINETY-ONE: SO HARD TO HELPSERENA’S POVThe soft light of late afternoon washed over the small living room of my apartment, casting long, quiet shadows across the walls. I was sitting on the edge of the sofa, my hands wrapped tightly around a lukewarm mug of tea, staring aimlessly at the cold wooden coffee table.Ever since I received that terrifying audio recording from A exposing Aunt Helena’s betrayal, my mind had been trapped in a chaotic loop. The heavy secret sat in my chest like a lead weight, pressing down on me with every breath I took. Part of me felt an urgent obligation to warn Caspian, to hand him the evidence that could save his empire from being torn apart from the inside. But another, more wounded part of me remembered how quickly he doubted me, how easily he jumped to conclusions, and how deeply broken our bond had become. I was exhausted, caught between my remaining affection for him and my desperate desire to protect my own peace.The abrupt, harsh vibratio

CHAPTER NINETY-THREE: FOR OR AGAINST HELENA’S POVThe quiet click of the receiver ending the encrypted line echoed through my dimly lit dressing room. I set the phone down on the vanity, my hand trembling slightly, not from fear, but from the raw, intoxicating surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins.I leaned forward, placing both palms flat on the cold marble surface, and lifted my head to look into the gilded mirror.The woman staring back at me looked immaculate as always. Perfectly tailored silk, every strand of blonde hair neatly into place, diamond earrings catching the warm light. But beneath that flawless exterior, I could see the sharp, burning fire in my eyes. The fire that had been smoldering inside me for decades, waiting for the right moment to consume everything in its path."It was all supposed to be mine," I whispered softly to my reflection.It was supposed to go to me. Every single bit of it.When my brother passed away all those years ago, I was the one who h

CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE: I ALLOWED THISCASPIAN’S POVThe heavy silence in the foyer was suffocating. Every breath I drew felt thick with anger, my jaw locked so tight that my back teeth throbbed with the violent pounding behind my eyes.I looked at Aunt Helena, then at Vivian standing right beside her, and the last thin thread of my patience finally snapped. This wasn't just a simple overstepping of personal boundaries. It was a calculated, disrespectful invasion of my home and my privacy. Helena had manipulated the situation, lied to me under the guise of a quiet family dinner, and paraded another woman into my house as if my marriage was nothing more than an inconvenience to be swept under the rug. "This is over," I said, my voice dangerously low and quiet, cut with pure steel. "Neither of you should be here tonight. Helena, you have completely overcrossed the boundary this time."Aunt Helena gasped softly, her manicured hand flying to her throat in shock. "Caspian! How can you speak

CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN: RUNNING OUT OF TIME CASPIAN’S POVThe echoes of the heavy double doors slamming shut still vibrated through the vast, empty halls of the mansion, leaving behind a silence.I stood motionless in the center of the foyer, my fists clenched so hard at my sides that my nails bit painfully into the skin of my palms. My chest rose and fell in heavy, ragged breaths. Helena was gone, but her venomous parting words lingered in the cold air, hanging over me like a dark, suffocating fog.“You are weak, Caspian!" she had spat right before marching out into the night, her face contorted with bitter outrage. "You are letting your foolish emotions ruin this family's legacy! You're throwing away your power, your standing, and your future for a girl who walked out on you! You are a pathetic excuse for a Laurent!"The insults burned through my veins like acid. Weak. She had called me weak because I refused to let her parade another woman into my life, because I refused to play alo

CHAPTER NINETY-NINE: WHAT DO YOU WANT?SERENA’S POVThe cool afternoon breeze felt like a soft, welcoming hug as we pushed through the heavy automatic glass doors of the hospital.For the first time in what felt like forever, the suffocating smell of antiseptic, the dim fluorescent lighting, and the constant hum of medical equipment faded away. Ahead of us stretched the hospital’s private courtyard and garden, a sprawling green sanctuary filled with blooming flower beds, tall shade trees, and paved stone walkways winding around smooth wooden benches.I took a slow, deep breath, letting the crisp, fresh air fill my lungs completely. Beside me, my hands held tightly onto the rubber handles of Lucas’s wheelchair.Lucas tilted his head back, closing his eyes as the bright sunlight washed directly over his face. A huge, genuine grin spread across his features. A look of pure, unbothered freedom that I hadn't seen on his face in months."Man," Lucas sighed dramatically, opening his eyes and