In the wake of heartbreak, Aria's life takes an unexpected turn when her marriage to Adam Miller ends in divorce. Left to pick up the shattered pieces of her dreams, Aria embarks on a journey of self-discovery and resilience. As fate would have it, Aria's path to healing intertwines with a stroke of fortune. Through perseverance and determination, she transforms her setbacks into stepping stones, rising from the ashes of her past. Empowered by her newfound independence, Aria harnesses her strengths to build a successful career, amassing wealth beyond her wildest dreams. Yet, amidst her triumph, the shadows of the past linger. When Adam reappears, seeking reconciliation and perhaps redemption, Aria is faced with a tumult of emotions. Can she forgive the man who once broke her heart? Will she risk the security she's built for the chance of love renewed? In My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife, Aria navigates the complexities of love, loss, and second chances, discovering that true wealth lies not only in material riches but in the resilience of the human spirit.
View MoreADAM’S POVI walk into my house after work, and the silence feels like a punch to the gut. Everything seems darker, quieter, and colder without Aria here. Her presence filled every corner with warmth and life, and now, without her, it’s just an empty shell.I try to distract myself by turning on the TV or flipping through a book, but nothing holds my attention. It’s hard to believe that just a few days ago, we were here together, laughing and planning for a future I thought we could have. The days without her are long, but the nights are even longer.I thought I could adjust to life without Aria, but I was wrong. Every little thing reminds me of her; the smell of her perfume that still lingers in the hallway, the half-empty bottle of wine we never finished, the soft hum of the fan she always insisted on keeping on. I haven’t even been able to change the sheets on our bed; her scent still clings to them, and I can’t bring myself to wash it away.I spend my nights lying there, staring a
ARIA’S POVAs I leave the office, my mind is swirling with thoughts about Adam. Neal had called earlier, sounding both annoyed and baffled, telling me that Adam had reached out to him. Adam had the nerve to ask Neal to convince me to return his calls.He claimed they were urgent, but I knew better than to believe his desperation. It’s just like Adam to try every possible route to get my attention. His persistence doesn’t surprise me anymore; it frustrates me. He has always been this way—relentless, never taking no for an answer. But this time, it feels different. It feels intrusive, even manipulative.When I finally get home, I head straight to my room and lock the door behind me, needing a moment to myself. As I sit on the edge of my bed, the memories of the past weeks start to flood back. I’ve tried so hard to bury them, to focus on the present and not let the past weigh me down, but now they’re all coming back, vivid and unavoidable.I think back to the plane crash and the terrifyi
NEAL’S POVI never expected Aria to regain her memory so soon. It was a shock to all of us when she suddenly started recalling everything, piecing together the fragments of her life that had been lost to the trauma. At first, when she came back home, she was understandably devastated, struggling to come to terms with what had happened to her. But despite the confusion and the emotional turmoil, I was secretly relieved that she was no longer under Adam Miller's influence. I’m grateful to whoever sent her the evidence that opened her eyes and got her out of that house. It was a blessing in disguise, a much-needed jolt that brought her back to reality and away from him.The night we took her out to the bar, it was clear she was trying hard to act normal, to have a good time. However beneath the surface, I could see the pain and uncertainty. Our sister, always the inquisitive one, kept pressing us about why we hadn’t brought Aria back to our place from the hospital. Why did we let her sta
ADAM’S POV“I need to talk to you urgently about the Mitchells.”Aria’s continued silence gnaws at me. It has been some time now since I tried reaching out, and each ignored call and unread message feels like another knife twisting in my gut. At first, I convinced myself not to contact her, not to stir up more trouble.I knew the Mitchells were already on edge, their grief and anger over Ethan’s disappearance clouding their judgement. I feared that any attempt to explain myself or clear the air would only provoke them further, potentially putting Aria in more danger. But after what happened when I visited them, I’m not so sure anymore.I had gone to their house with the best intentions, hoping to calm the waters and explain everything. I wanted them to understand that neither Aria nor I were to blame for what happened to Ethan. However they wouldn’t listen.They were so consumed by their grief and rage that they wouldn’t hear a word I said. It was like talking to a wall. Now it seems
ARIA’S POVReturning to the office after weeks away, I'm immediately swept up in a whirlwind of greetings and well-wishes. My team has arranged a small welcome-back party, complete with balloons, a cake, and cheerful music.It’s heartening to see everyone so happy to have me back, and I can’t help but smile at the warmth in the room. I make my way through the crowd, exchanging hugs and handshakes, grateful for the support that has been waiting for me during my absence.As the party continues around me, I settle into my office and begin sifting through the stacks of reports and documents that have piled up in my absence. To my relief, the team has managed everything brilliantly while I was away.It’s clear they’ve gone above and beyond to ensure the business continues to run smoothly, and I feel a surge of pride in my colleagues. It feels good to be back, surrounded by familiar faces and the hum of a bustling workplace.Just as I’m starting to get into a rhythm, my phone buzzes on the
ADAM’S POVI can’t stand the thought of Aria being targeted again, especially when she’s innocent. It’s clear that the only way to put an end to this madness is to confront the Mitchells directly. They deserve to know the truth about what happened, and I need to clear Aria’s name once and for all.When I arrive at the Mitchells’ home, the tension is obvious. They don’t want me there, but they’re willing to listen, at least for now. I take a deep breath and begin to explain everything. I tell them about the plane crash, how Aria ended up on a deserted island, and how we searched tirelessly for her.I recount how I was the first to find her and the ordeal with the pirates, which left her with no memory of the events. I describe how we had to focus on her recovery, hoping they might understand that we were all doing our best under impossible circumstances.“Keep your crap to yourself!”But it’s clear they are not convinced. The Mitchells are consumed by grief and anger, and I can’t blame
EVAN’S POVI look at my wife with a mix of triumph and frustration. I say, my voice steady but charged with emotion.“We’ve done it. We managed to separate Adam and Aria.”But this isn’t the end. We’re not finished with them yet. Aria might have regained her memory, or she might be playing some kind of game. We don’t know for sure. What we do know is that she’s out of Adam Miller’s house, and that makes her more vulnerable.My wife’s eyes narrow, her anger barely concealed, she agrees, her voice cold and resolute.“Yes, she’s vulnerable now. But we need to understand what she’s up to.”While she was with Ethan, she was still entangled with Adam despite their divorce. Clearly, there was something brewing between them, and Ethan ended up being the casualty. It’s like he’s always getting involved with the wrong women. First, Lydia, the gold digger, and now Aria. She might be a billionaire, but she’s played with his life, and now she’s just moving on like nothing happened.I feel a tight
ADAM’S POVI start digging into the stack of envelopes we've been receiving at home and in my office, spreading them out across my desk. They all look so innocuous at first glance—plain, white, nothing remarkable. But there are subtle similarities that are hard to ignore.The way they're addressed, the handwriting, even the type of paper. It's all too deliberate, too planned. Someone is behind this, and they’ve been sending these messages with a purpose.My mind immediately goes to the Wilson family. They've never been overly fond of me, especially after everything that happened with Aria. Could they be trying to jolt her memory back, to get her away from me and back into their fold? The idea isn’t far-fetched. They’ve always been protective of her, and with good reason. Would they risk her health like this, sending her into a spiral of confusion and pain just to separate us? It doesn't quite add up. They love Aria too much to put her through this kind of turmoil.I push the thought a
ARIA’S POVI meet Stella at our regular café, a familiar place that holds countless memories of laughter, secrets, and support. As I walk in, the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee greets me, momentarily easing the tension in my chest. I spot Stella at our usual table by the window, her eyes scanning the door anxiously. When she sees me, her face breaks into a tentative smile, though I can sense the concern lurking just beneath the surface.As I sit down, we exchange the usual pleasantries, but there’s an unspoken heaviness between us, a shared understanding that today’s conversation will be different from our usual lighthearted chats. I take a deep breath, steadying myself, and then I begin to tell her everything. I explain how, miraculously, I’ve regained my memory, how the fog that had clouded my mind for so long has finally lifted. I share the details of the envelope I received, the divorce papers, the letter, the damning evidence that exposed Adam’s deceit.Stella listens
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