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CHAPTER 136

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Leon continued to surprise me in ways I never expected. After our indulgent lunch and shopping spree, I thought maybe weโ€™d finally call it a day. But it would seem that Leon had other plans in mind aside from what we already did.

As he carefully placed the shopping bags in the trunk of his car, I couldnโ€™t help but tease him. โ€œDo you have any surprises left, or have you exhausted all your grand gestures?โ€

Leon flashed that mischievous smile of his, the one that made me feel like the world was ours for the taking. โ€œYou underestimate me, Margarette,โ€ he said, closing the trunk with a smooth motion. โ€œIโ€™ve only just begun.โ€

I shook my head with a smile, getting into the passenger seat. โ€œWhere to next, Mr. Romantic?โ€

โ€œYouโ€™ll see,โ€ he replied cryptically, pulling out of the parking lot.

The drive was filled with our usual banter, a rhythm weโ€™d fallen into effortlessly over time. Leon, always the tease, brought up my familiar reluctance to let him spoil me. "You know," he said with a mischiev
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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 137

    As I slowly came to, the familiar warmth of Leonโ€™s embrace anchored me to reality. The soft hum of his breathing, steady and comforting, was the first sound I registered. I opened my eyes to find myself nestled against his chest, his strong arms wrapped protectively around me. The evening light filtered softly through the curtains, casting a golden hue over us.It was a rare kind of tranquility, the kind that made me want to stay in this bed forever, away from the chaos of the world outside. In this moment, it felt like it was just the two of us against everything else, and I wouldnโ€™t have had it any other way.I shifted slightly, causing Leon to stir. His eyes fluttered open, and a lazy smile spread across his face as he looked down at me. "Evening, sleepyhead," he murmured, his voice thick with affection."Evening," I replied, my voice still soft from sleep. I reached up to brush a lock of hair from his forehead, my fingers lingering on his warm skin. He leaned in, pressing a tende

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 138

    "Margarette, are you ready? We donโ€™t want to be late for the hearing." Aunt Lou said. The sun had barely risen when Aunt Lou knocked on my door, her voice gentle yet firm. I groaned softly, still tangled in the warmth of my bed, the weight of the day ahead pressing on my chest. Today was the hearing, the one I had been dreading and anticipating in equal measure. Justinโ€™s lawsuit against me was hanging over my head like a dark cloud, and I knew I couldnโ€™t avoid it any longer."I'm coming, Aunt Lou," I called out, forcing myself to sit up. I took a deep breath, trying to steady the nerves that were already starting to fray. After quickly dressing, I headed downstairs where Aunt Lou was waiting by the door, her expression a mix of concern and determination.She smiled at me, though it didnโ€™t quite reach her eyes. "Donโ€™t worry, Margarette. Whatever happens today, youโ€™ve got me by your side."I nodded, grateful for her presence. Aunt Lou had always been my rock, especially after everythin

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 139

    I couldnโ€™t shake the unease that gnawed at me as I stared at Justinโ€™s text. Meeting him wasnโ€™t something I wanted to do, not after everything heโ€™d put me through. But as much as I hated the idea, I couldnโ€™t ignore the thought of finally getting my properties back without dragging this lawsuit out any longer. The question was, could I trust him? The answer was obvious, yet the temptation lingered.I spent the entire morning going back and forth, trying to convince myself that this was a trap, that Justin was just playing more of his twisted games. But what if, by some miracle, he was serious? What if he really was willing to return everything without a fight? The thought was too enticing to dismiss.Eventually, my curiosity and desperation won out. I needed to know what he was up to, even if it meant facing him again. So, after much hesitation, I messaged Justin, agreeing to meet him at my parentsโ€™ old vacation house.The ride there felt like it took forever, my mind racing with all th

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 140

    The cafรฉ buzzed with the usual hum of activityโ€”clinking cups, the hiss of the espresso machine, the low murmur of conversations blending into a soothing white noise. Yet, to me, it all felt distant, like I was trapped in a glass box, separated from the world around me. The vibrant chatter, the occasional laughter, the shuffle of footstepsโ€”all of it faded into the background, muffled as if I were submerged underwater.I sat at a small table by the window, my usual spot, but today it felt different. The sun streamed in through the glass, casting a warm glow across the room, yet I couldnโ€™t feel its warmth. My hands trembled as I gripped the cup of coffee in front of me, the ceramic cool against my skin, a stark contrast to the roiling heat inside me. I brought the cup to my lips, but the rich aroma that usually comforted me now did nothing to settle my nerves.I stared into the dark liquid, trying to find some semblance of calm in its depths, but all I saw was the reflection of my own tu

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 141

    The late afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden light that did little to lift the weight on my shoulders. As I walked along the main road after my frustrating encounter with Regina at the cafรฉ, the anger and frustration still simmered beneath my skin. I needed to talk to someone who would understand, someone who could help me make sense of this mess. Without thinking twice, I pulled out my phone and dialed Aunt Louโ€™s number.โ€œMargarette, is everything alright?โ€ Aunt Louโ€™s voice was laced with concern the moment she answered.I hesitated, not wanting to worry her, but I couldnโ€™t keep it all bottled up anymore. โ€œAunt Lou, is it okay if I drop by your clinic? I need to talk.โ€โ€œOf course, dear. Iโ€™m finishing up with my last patient now. Come over, Iโ€™ll be here.โ€โ€œThank you,โ€ I murmured, relief washing over me. I hung up and flagged down a taxi, my mind already racing ahead to the conversation I knew I had to have.The ride to Aunt Louโ€™s clinic felt longer than usual, th

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 142

    The days following the incident with Justin and Regina were filled with a tumultuous blend of determination and dread. I kept telling myself that I wouldnโ€™t let them get to me, that I would push forward and secure the victory in the lawsuit. Every morning, I woke up with a renewed sense of purpose, reminding myself that I had to prove to Justinโ€”and to myselfโ€”that I wasnโ€™t someone who would simply surrender to his manipulations.On one such morning, as I descended the stairs, the smell of freshly brewed coffee greeted me, mingling with the faint scent of the flowers Aunt Lou always kept in a vase by the kitchen window. But instead of the usual peaceful start to the day, I was met with an unusual sightโ€”Aunt Lou, standing by the living room couch, her hand clutching the phone to her ear, her expression strained. She was talking to someone, and the anxiety etched into her features made my heart skip a beat. I hesitated at the bottom of the stairs, not wanting to intrude, but as Aunt Louโ€™

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 143

    The silence in the car was almost suffocating, each of us wrapped up in our own thoughts. I glanced at Uncle George as he drove, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles had turned white against the worn leather. It had been years since Iโ€™d last seen him, and though the circumstances were far from ideal, the wear of time was etched deeply on his face. He looked older, more burdened by the weight of lifeโ€™s unexpected blows.Aunt Lou sat beside him, trying and failing to hide her tears. She dabbed at her eyes with a crumpled tissue, thinking no one noticed. But I did. I saw everythingโ€”the silent sorrow in the set of her shoulders, the tremor in her hands.I wanted to say something, anything, to ease the tension, but the words just wouldnโ€™t come. Instead, I stared out the window, watching the world blur past, my own emotions a tangled mess that I couldnโ€™t begin to unravel.The car hummed quietly, the sound only amplifying the tension.When we finally arrived a

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    The morning light filtered through the thin curtains of the hospital room, casting a pale glow on the sterile environment. My heart pounded in my chest, but I tried to push down the nerves as I prepared myself to donate blood for Lena. After a restless night, I knew that this was the least I could do for Aunt Lou and my cousin.The nurse smiled at me as she prepped the needle. "Youโ€™re doing a wonderful thing," she said softly.I forced a smile back, trying to ignore the slight tremor in my hand as I clenched and unclenched it. "Iโ€™m just glad I can help."The donation itself was quick, though the aftermath left me feeling light-headed. The nurse offered me juice and a snack, insisting I rest for a bit, but I was too anxious to stay still. I needed to see Aunt Lou, to make sure she was okay.As I walked out of the donation room, I found Aunt Lou pacing in the hallway, her worry etched into every line of her face. When she saw me, her expression shifted to one of relief, though concern s

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  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 470

    The rain was falling again.It always did on days like thisโ€”days that felt like endings.I stood on the edge of the cliffs overlooking the stormy waters of Anacortes, my coat pulled tightly around me, the hood shielding my face from the wind that carried the scent of salt and something olderโ€”something like goodbye.Leon stood behind me. I didnโ€™t have to turn around to feel him there. His presence was familiar now, carved into my skin like muscle memory. Heโ€™d been my gravity, my storm, my salvation, and my ruinโ€”sometimes all at once.โ€œItโ€™s really over, isnโ€™t it?โ€ I whispered, more to the wind than to him.He didnโ€™t answer right away. His silence was as heavy as the stormclouds above us.โ€œI wanted to fix everything for you,โ€ he said finally, his voice hoarse, like it had been dragged across a battlefield. โ€œI wanted to give you a life that didnโ€™t hurt.โ€I closed my eyes. The ache in my chest pulsed with every beat of my heart. โ€œYou did,โ€ I said. โ€œFor a while, you did.โ€I heard the crunch

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 469

    I took a deep breath, steadying myself. โ€œIโ€™m not the same person I was before,โ€ I said, my voice firm, unwavering. โ€œAnd Iโ€™m not walking away this time.โ€The manโ€™s eyes flickered with a moment of doubt, just enough for me to catch. And then, before I could even register what had happened, Leon moved.Faster than I could blink, Leon was in front of me, his hand grabbing the gun and twisting it out of the manโ€™s grasp. The force of it sent the man stumbling back, but he didnโ€™t go down easily. His bodyguards rushed in, but Leon was already a step ahead, disarming one of them with a swift, calculated move.I stood frozen for a moment, trying to process what I was witnessing. Leonโ€”always so calm, always so carefulโ€”was ruthless. He was like a force of nature, determined to protect me at all costs.But the fight wasnโ€™t over yet. The man recovered, his eyes burning with rage. โ€œYou really think youโ€™ve won?โ€ he spat, his voice dripping with venom. โ€œYouโ€™re nothing but a pawn in a game you canโ€™t ev

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 468

    The sound of boots drew closer, pounding the floor with an urgency that echoed through the cavernous halls of the estate. My heart raced as the reality of what I had just heard crashed into me like a tidal wave. The man who had once been a part of my lifeโ€”my familyโ€™s betrayer, the one who had orchestrated their deathsโ€”stood there, calmly, as if this was just another night for him.Leonโ€™s grip on my hand tightened, but I didnโ€™t let him pull me away. I could feel the air thickening with tension, the walls pressing in as everything I thought I knew began to crumble.The intruders were only moments away.The manโ€”heโ€”smirked, watching us. โ€œYou think this will end well? Youโ€™ve no idea what youโ€™re up against. My people are everywhere.โ€I took a step forward, ignoring Leonโ€™s silent plea to retreat. โ€œYou killed them. And you thought I would be the next one to fall in line?โ€ My voice was a whisper, but it held a power I hadnโ€™t realized I had. โ€œYou were wrong.โ€The manโ€™s face faltered, just for a

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 467

    Next Morning at the Estate Archives. The basement was cold and damp, and the air smelled of mildew and secrets. Old boxes lined the walls, labeled in my fatherโ€™s tidy script. Financial records. Land deeds. Correspondence.Leon sifted through a crate of documents while I dug through another.Then something caught my eye.A faded folder labeled: Project Thornfield.I opened it slowly.Inside were blueprintsโ€”plans for development across coastal land that was supposed to be protected forest. There were signatures from multiple board members, including names I recognized.And then, one I didnโ€™t.N. Vallis.Leon leaned over. โ€œYou know that name?โ€I shook my head. โ€œNo. But look hereโ€”he signed off on the project two weeks before my parents died.โ€Leon pulled out his phone. โ€œIโ€™ll run a background check.โ€I kept flipping through the documentsโ€”and found something that made my blood run cold.An aerial photo.Of the cliffside. Our property.With a giant red X drawn over the coordinates where my p

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 466

    THREE WEEKS LATER...The investigation moved faster than Iโ€™d expected. With the board fully on our side now, the paper trail unraveled like a thread pulled from an old sweaterโ€”each piece of evidence exposing the next. Shell companies. Forged contracts. Witnesses who had remained silent out of fear but were finally coming forward.Still, no one had seen him since the day of the summit. He had vanished without a trace. No flights. No offshore activity. No messages. It was like heโ€™d disappeared into smoke.But Dorian didnโ€™t believe in ghosts. โ€œHeโ€™s hiding,โ€ he said as he handed me a thick folder. โ€œAnd thisโ€”this will force him out.โ€I flipped through the documents. Bank records. A property registered under an alias. Hidden deep in the woods outside of Anacortes. I felt my stomach twist.Leon stepped up behind me, his hand grazing my shoulder. โ€œLetโ€™s pay him a visit.โ€The cabin was barely more than a shadow tucked between trees. No lights. No car. Just silence and the thrum of insects in t

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 465

    Sunlight crept cautiously through the cracks in the blinds, casting golden slivers across the hardwood floor of the safe house bedroom. I sat curled up on the edge of the bed, a blanket draped around my shoulders and the journal heavy in my lap. The cover was cracked, worn with age and secrets. My fingers hovered over the first page for what felt like an eternity.Leon was nearbyโ€”he hadnโ€™t slept much, either. He stood at the window with a mug of black coffee, watching the world outside with quiet alertness. When I finally opened the journal, he turned slightly but didnโ€™t speak. He knew I needed silence for this.The first entry was dated nearly two decades ago.July 14th. We signed the contract today. Two families, one future. The woman from Delmar Holdings is more cunning than I expected. She knows weโ€™re desperateโ€”and she used it. I told Mariana to trust me. That this was the only way. God help me, I hope Iโ€™m right.My breath hitched. Marianaโ€”that was my motherโ€™s name.I flipped thro

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 464

    MARGARETTE'S POVBefore we could react, the door behind us burst open.Three armed men rushed in, dressed in black, their movements precise and rehearsed. Leon shoved me behind him, drawing his gun up in an instant. Dorian, who had been lingering near the entrance, took cover behind a cabinet, gun already out.โ€œEliseโ€™s father wasnโ€™t bluffing,โ€ I breathed, my heart hammering. โ€œHe had backup ready.โ€Leon fired the first shot, catching one of the intruders in the shoulder and sending him crashing to the floor. Chaos erupted. Dorian ducked low and returned fire, narrowly missing another attacker who retaliated with a spray of bullets that shattered the windows.I crouched behind an overturned table, the sound of gunfire drowning out my thoughts. The locket in my palm dug into my skin, its edges sharpโ€”a painful reminder that I couldnโ€™t afford to lose control now.โ€œEliseโ€™s father!โ€ I shouted to Leon. โ€œHeโ€™s escaping!โ€Through the haze of smoke and broken glass, I saw the man slinking toward

  • MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBANDย ย ย CHAPTER 463

    The sound of footsteps pounding in the hallway was the last thing I heard before the door slammed open.I barely had time to react before a rush of armed men poured into the room, their eyes scanning every corner, landing finally on me. There was no mistaking the intent behind their cold stares.โ€œGet down!โ€ Leonโ€™s voice crackled through the earpiece again, but there was no time to obey. I couldnโ€™t allow myself to hesitateโ€”not now, not when the truth was within reach.I raised my gun, my hands steady despite the chaos unfolding around me. I wasnโ€™t going down without a fight, not after everything I had lost. Not after everything Eliseโ€™s father had taken from me.Before the first man could react, I fired. The sound of the shot echoed in the confined space, the bullet finding its mark in the manโ€™s chest. His body crumpled to the ground with a sickening thud, but the others didnโ€™t hesitate. They moved in faster, their guns drawn, but I was ready.I ducked behind the desk, using it as cover

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    Dawn came in silver slivers through the cracks in the window. I hadnโ€™t sleptโ€”not really. My mind was too loud, looping the footage over and over like a broken reel.Leon sat across from me at the table, sipping his coffee like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. Neither of us had said much since the footage. We didnโ€™t need to. The truth had cut so deep, it didnโ€™t leave room for small talk.But I had questions.And I needed answers.โ€œHow long do you think heโ€™s known I survived?โ€ I finally asked, voice hoarse.Leon didnโ€™t look away from his mug. โ€œLong enough to start covering his tracks. But he didnโ€™t expect the locket to resurface.โ€My hand instinctively reached for it. The locket was warm now, like it had absorbed my grief and fury. Inside was a picture of my mother and meโ€”her arm around my tiny shoulders, her smile soft but tired. A photo I hadnโ€™t even remembered until last night.โ€œHe killed her,โ€ I whispered. โ€œHe killed my father. For what? A project?โ€โ€œNot just a project,โ€

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