All Chapters of The Billionaire That Couldn’t Let Her Go: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE: THE CONTRACTSERENA'S POVCaspian came back in the late afternoon with bags of real food.I was thankful for the cafeteria food but I almost kissed the containers from one of my takeout place. The bag smelled of garlic and warm bread and roasted chicken. He set them on the small table near the window while asking for updates on my brother. He seemed concerned but I couldn't read his expression. I looked at the food, then at him. Part of me wanted to refuse the food but the other part was still hungry and worried that Luca's has not moved and I was tired from the long hours of waiting. I opened one of the containers and ate because my body needed it, not because the gesture fixed anything between us.I was grateful but I still had my resolve.We ate in near silence. He was typing on his laptop and taking phone calls. I was surprised he didn't go home but decided to stay here. The my mind wandered to the elevator, where I could see the vulnerability in his eyes. “Do

CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE: LUNCH WITH THE LADYCASPIAN'S POV“Please don’t be annoyed,” Elena said.Her voice on the phone was soft and tentative. It was the kind of sweetness people used when they wanted something and knew they had already started on the wrong foot. I stood at the cliffside with the lighter still in my hand and the wind pulling at my jacket. Below me the water moved. I contemplated throwing a lighter in but thought against it. I glanced at the car behind me. In the city Serena was still at the hospital with her brother and a divorce she kept trying to put on the table.“I’m not in the mood for games,” I said, already getting annoyed.“I’m not playing.” Elena’s tone stayed light. “I only wanted to reach you. The last time we spoke, things ended… abruptly. I may have come on too strong in your office. I wanted to apologize. I really did not mean to do that. That was my mistake. I still believe a partnership between my group and Laurent International could be useful. Especia

CHAPTER EIGHTY-FIVE: LUNCH WITH THE LADYCASPIAN'S POVI was sitting in the restaurant when Elena stepped in. She wore a dress designed to be noticed.The neckline was low, the fabric fitted, the kind of dress that usually warranted a reaction. I was already considering leaving the restaurant, regretting giving her a chance in the first place She smiled when she sat across from me. She leaned in a fraction too close for a business greeting, and began talking before the menus had even been fully opened.I ordered without much interest. She ordered something light and continued speaking. She was talking about partnership structures and promising investment. The advantage of aligning certain assets while Laurent International was still absorbing public noise. Her voice moved easily from one point to the next, polished and persistent. I gave short answers when they were required and let the rest of her words pass over me. The restaurant was quiet enough that I could hear the soft clink

CHAPTER EIGHTY- SEVEN: I COULD HAVE SWORNSERENA’S POVI shook my head vigorously, trying to know if I was seeing things. For a brief moment, I could have sworn I saw someone who looked exactly like me. But as I blinked and looked again, there was no one there. I took a deep breath, pressing my hand against my beating heart. I was definitely overthinking things. My mind was playing tricks on me because of all the stress I had been dealing with lately.I turned around and walked down the quiet hallway toward Lucas’s hospital room. Opening the heavy door softly, I saw him still resting in his bed. I pulled a chair close to his bedside and sat down. On the small table next to him, I opened the bag Capsian had brought and placed the food there.Slowly, I picked up a fork and forced myself to eat a few bites. The food tasted bland, but I needed the energy. As I chewed, my mind kept drifting back to Caspian. Things between us were so complicated and messy right now. Every time we tried to

CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE: FAMILIAR ENEMIES SERENA’S POVThe morning sun felt surprisingly warm on my skin as I walked out through the heavy glass doors of the hospital entrance.For the first time in weeks, a little part of the heavy weight resting on my shoulders finally eased up. Just an hour ago, Lucas’s primary doctor had conducted a thorough morning checkup, reviewed his latest blood work, and given us the best news we had heard in a long time. Lucas’s recovery was progressing remarkably well. The doctor had given me explicit, reassuring promises that my brother was going to be completely fine and that his body was healing just as it should. Luca's was going to be fine. He's had the surgery and he was going to be fine.With those comforting words ringing in my mind, the doctor had practically ordered me to go home and rest. Looking at my exhausted reflection in the hospital bathroom mirror earlier, I knew he was right. I needed a proper shower, a real bed, and a few hours of uninter