All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE DESTROYED ME NOW I RUIN HIM : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The ambulance took him. I didn't go with it. I stood barefoot on the wet pavement in front of my building in my pajamas, holding that tiny tarnished bracelet with the G charm, watching the red lights disappear in the rain. My security guard asked, "Ms. Hart, do you want us to follow?" I said no. I went upstairs. I showered. I put on a Landex blazer like armor. I told Clara, "I have meetings all day. Do not mention him." I lasted two hours. At 9:12 AM, my phone buzzed. Private hospital number. "Ms. Hart? This is St. Jude's. A Mr. Rhys Knight was admitted an hour ago from your address. He listed you as emergency contact. He has acute pneumonia from prolonged exposure to rain. High fever, 103.8. He is asking for you." I hung up. I told myself, let him list me. Let him burn. He let me bleed on marble for 47 seconds in his edited version, he deleted evidence, he let me think I was divorced for five years. But my hand wouldn't stop holding that bracelet. $12 from the phar

The lock clicked."If you want to ruin me, Amelia, do it properly. Don't ruin me with contracts. Ruin me in bed like you did five years ago."For one second, there was only the sound of the AC in his office and his ragged breathing still thick from pneumonia.Then I slapped him.Hard. Across the face. The sound cracked against the glass windows of Knight Systems.His head turned. A red mark bloomed on his cheek. He didn't touch it. He smiled. A dark, ruined smile."There she is," he whispered. "There's my wife.""Don't call me that," I hissed, but my hand was still stinging, and my chest was heaving inside my Landex blazer, and he was too close. Fever-hot. He smelled like rain still, like hospital soap, like the boy I married at 22."You hit like you mean it now," he said. "You used to hit like you were scared to hurt me.""I am not scared to hurt you anymore, Rhys Knight.""Prove it."That was it. That word. Prove it.Five years of hate combusted.I grabbed his sweater and yanked him

"I see you. You're making a mistake - J"The photo on my phone was sharp. Even in the rain, even at midnight, the zoom was perfect. Rhys carrying me into his penthouse building, my arms around his neck, my face buried in his neck. Both of us crying.Jasmine.Five years. Five years since she pushed me down six stairs in my yellow floral dress when I was four weeks pregnant and no one knew. Five years since Rhys deleted the tape to protect me from her father.And she was still watching.Rhys saw the text over my shoulder. His whole body went rigid. The fever, the whiskey, the grief from learning tonight that I was pregnant that day - all of it snapped into something cold and lethal.He grabbed my phone."Don't," I whispered.He stared at the photo. At J."She was here," he said, voice low, dangerous in a way I had never heard from him. Even when he built Knight Systems, even when he was ruthless, he was never dangerous. Now he was."How did she know we were at Noir? How did she know you

"The secret investor who owns 51% of MY company... is you."Rhys's voice didn't sound like Rhys. It sounded like a man who just found out his wife - his legal wife - owned him.I was frozen. Chairman Dunn was smiling like he won. Clara's hand was over her mouth."What?" I whispered.Dunn slid another paper to me. A shell company registration. Landex Holdings LLC. Cayman Islands. Owner: Amelia Hart.Under it: 51% stake in Knight Systems, purchased over 18 months through 7 different shell companies to avoid detection. Total spent: $1.54 billion.I did it. Of course I did it.Eighteen months ago, when Rhys and I started stealing contracts from each other after our separation, I was angry. I was CEO of Landex but he was still bigger. Knight Systems at $3B, me at $2B. So I started buying.Quietly. Through shells. Every time his stock dipped after I stole a deal, I bought. 2% here. 5% there. Through Clara's cousin in Cayman. Through a trust my father set up.I told myself it was business. I

Rhys didn't go home after the gala.He went to the police.He went with what he recovered at 2 AM after Jasmine whispered "let's go to jail together, husband" and showed fake marriage certificate at Ethan's gala.I sat up in my black elegant gown still on my bedroom floor after gala, after owning 51% of Knight Systems still didn't feel like win."I just handed it to NYPD at 26th Precinct. Reported Jasmine Cole for attempted murder of you and murder of unborn child Grace at four weeks. Police opened case. Case number 2026-8847. They took cloud backup. They are arresting her tonight. Her father Professor Cole for grant fraud - altering grant in his daughter's favour to force me to stay near Jasmine."I couldn't speak. Five years I waited for someone to believe me that Jasmine pushed me down six stairs at our house in yellow floral dress while four weeks pregnant. Professor Cole told me Rhys deleted tape because he chose grant. Rhys told me he deleted tape because Cole threatened to make