All Chapters of Pampered by the Dominant Billionaire After My Divorce: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

“My eyes must look terrible right now…” After crying for so long, Cecily’s eyes were swollen and red like two small walnuts. She turned her head away, not wanting Vince to see her like this.But Vince gently cupped her face, refusing to let her hide. His lips brushed softly over her eyelids.“They don’t look terrible,” he whispered. “They’re beautiful.”She blinked, still embarrassed. “What part of this looks beautiful to you?”Even though she said that, deep down she didn’t really want to hear him agree.Vince chuckled—a low, warm laugh that seemed to ripple through the quiet room. His voice always carried that calm, deep magnetism that left Cecily feeling exposed, as if he could see right through her defenses.“I mean it,” he said softly. “Every time I look at you, you’re beautiful.”The tenderness in his tone made her cheeks flush. All the walls she had built up over the years seemed to tremble.But when she looked at him, she suddenly felt nervous—flustered by how close they were,

“No way!”The moment Cecily finished speaking, someone blurted it out. It wasn’t Susan, and it wasn’t Adam Garcia either.It was Jessica.Susan shot her a sharp glare, and only then did Jessica lower her head unwillingly.Susan’s expression changed just as fast. She’d thought that once the divorce went smoothly today, everything would be settled and everyone would be happy. She hadn’t expected Cecily’s personality to flip overnight—biting off half of Everjoy Plaza under Garcia Group in one go.If this had been the past, when that area was basically a dead zone, even taking half wouldn’t have shocked them. But now? The land was about to be sold—and once it was sold, it meant real money. Who would willingly give up money?!“Cecily…” Susan hesitated, frowning. “You and Adam were never meant to be, and I’ve always felt that was such a pity. I truly liked you as a person. But don’t you think what you just said is a bit too much? Everjoy Plaza was built by Adam himself over two years. You’r

So in the end, he just wanted her to keep quiet.Jessica’s heart clenched hard—then slowly relaxed again.“Don’t worry,” she said softly. “Even if Mr. Boucheron hadn’t said anything, this would’ve stayed a secret between him and me anyway.”She wasn’t stupid enough to blurt any of this out. What she wanted now was simple—marry Adam Garcia and become Mrs. Garcia.At a time like this, she actually wanted this to stay a secret even more than Vince did.“Then, Miss Jessica,” Miles said calmly on the other end, “Mr. Boucheron can complete the transaction for the remaining fifty percent of Everjoy Plaza properties under Garcia Group this afternoon.”Jessica’s heart started pounding wildly.Vince really hadn’t lied to her.A satisfied smile crept onto her lips.“Thank you to Mr. Boucheron—and thank you, Miles.”……After hanging up, she walked back toward Susan and Adam. Susan’s face already looked terrible, and the moment she saw Jessica, she hurriedly asked, “Did something go wrong? That bi

The weather really was nice today—perfect for basking in the sun or going fishing.Because he’d forced Frank Miller to tell him about Cecily’s background the night before, Grandpa Gavin hadn’t slept a wink. He tossed and turned all night, so much so that his wife finally got fed up and went to sleep in the study, leaving him alone in bed.By morning, there were dark circles under his eyes—obvious proof he hadn’t slept well.He spent the whole morning at the old house blowing up over everything.First, he complained that the housekeeper’s cooking had gotten worse—even boiled noodles didn’t have any beef in them anymore, just a dry, tasteless bowl of mixed noodles. Then he complained the garden felt stuffy, saying New York’s air quality was getting worse by the day. Finally, he turned on Mrs. Boucheron, grumbling that he was in a bad mood, that his youngest grandson never came home to see him, blah blah blah…Mrs. Boucheron had enough and told him to go fishing to calm down.Grandpa Gav

A flicker of amusement seemed to flash through Vince’s eyes—but Cecily didn’t catch it.He took her phone and, using her account, sent a message into the group chat:Cecily: “Sorry, I’ve already promised my weekend to Cecily. If she says yes, then I can go back to my house.”After sending it, he closed the app and handed the phone back to her.“I didn’t even get to see what everyone was saying,” Cecily complained, eyeing the now-closed chat.Vince lifted a brow. His eyes were bright as stars. He leaned in and kissed her forehead, looking straight into her eyes.“What’s there to see? If you want to look at something—look at me. I’m enough.”And with absolutely zero shame, he wrapped an arm around her and walked her toward the restaurant like it was the most normal thing in the world.Cecily: “…Seriously?”……After lunch, Vince drove Cecily back to her apartment.When they arrived, she was about to get out—but she couldn’t ignore that scorching gaze behind her, like it was pinned right