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ARIA’S POVI haven’t had a good sleep because of Adam. The whole night I tossed and turned, replaying our interactions over and over in my mind. Was he seriously thinking that we would have a romantic encounter?I used to satisfy him in whatever way he wanted when we were married. For him, it was only about fulfilling his desires, as if I were nothing more than an outlet for his needs. He never seemed to care about my feelings, never once asking what I wanted, what I needed. Yet, I gave myself to him—heart, body, and soul—hoping that one day he might see me, really see me, and not just his idea of a perfect wife.I suppose I was naive. Back then, I believed in the fairy tale, that if I loved him enough, if I gave enough, he would change. But people like Adam don’t change, not unless they want to, and I’m not sure he ever wanted to.This time, though, I put a stop to it. It’s the first time I’ve refused him, and it feels like a small victory, a reclaiming of my own power. I’m no longer
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ARIA’S POVEthan texts me that he’s outside, and a wave of relief washes over me. I’ve stayed in my room the whole time, deliberately avoiding any chance of running into Adam. It’s been quiet—too quiet, but at least he hasn’t come knocking on my door. That’s a small mercy. I know how awkward it would be if Ethan came inside, so I ask the butler to take my luggage out to the car instead.Just when I think I’ve managed to slip away without incident, I step into the living room and there he is—Adam, waiting for me. My heart skips a beat, but I quickly steady myself. I motion for Connor to wait in the car; I want this moment to be as brief as possible.“I just wanted to say goodbye.”Adam says, his voice calm, almost too calm. I nod, keeping my face neutral.“Goodbye, Adam.”He extends his hand for a handshake, and I reluctantly take it. His grip is firm, but there’s a tenderness to it that catches me off guard.“Take care, Aria. If you need anything, call me.”I pull my hand back quickly
My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife CHAPTER 316
ARIA’S POVThe flight is long—11 hours—but I’m determined to make the most of it. As the jet climbs higher, I let go of the tension that’s been gripping me for days. This isn’t just a trip; it’s a chance to unwind and indulge in the kind of luxury I rarely allow myself to enjoy.Once we’re cruising at a comfortable altitude, Ethan hands me a menu, saying with a grin.“Pick whatever you like. The chef is on standby.”I glance at the menu, impressed by the variety. From gourmet dishes to comfort foods, everything looks mouthwatering. After a moment of deliberation, I decide on a selection of fresh sushi, lobster tail, and a side of truffle fries. For dessert, I opt for a decadent chocolate lava cake. Ethan orders a filet mignon and a bottle of fine wine to share.As we wait for our food, I explore the entertainment options. The jet is equipped with everything imaginable. There’s a wide selection of movies, music, and even video games. I’m not much of a gamer, but the idea of losing myse
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ARIA’S POVEverything changes in an instant. One moment, I’m lounging in the jet’s plush seat, watching the sun dip below the horizon, and the next, the plane lurches violently to the side, sending my heart racing.The seatbelt light flashes on, and a loud, jarring noise fills the cabin. My glass of wine tips over, spilling crimson liquid across the white tablecloth. I’m too focused on the sudden, terrifying shift in the atmosphere.I grab the armrests, knuckles turning white as I try to steady myself against the turbulence. The plane drops suddenly, like a rollercoaster plunging down its steepest hill, and my stomach flips. The lights flicker ominously, and I hear the unmistakable sounds of panic from the cabin crew. Ethan is beside me, his normally calm demeanor replaced with a look of shock and fear.“What’s happening?”I shout over the noise, but before anyone can answer, the pilot’s voice crackles over the intercom.“Ladies and gentlemen, we’re experiencing a severe emergency. Pl
My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife CHAPTER 318
ARIA’S POVThe water is up to my waist now, frigid and heavy, making every movement sluggish, as if the ocean itself is trying to drag me down with it.Finally, I manage to free myself, pushing against the rising tide that threatens to engulf me. The weight of the water presses in from all sides, oppressive and unrelenting. I struggle to find the emergency exit, my lungs burning with the desperate need for air. The jet groans under the pressure, the metal twisting and buckling as it is crushed by the ocean's embrace. The cabin is almost completely submerged now, the last pockets of air rapidly disappearing.With a final, desperate effort, I wrench open the exit door, the ocean rushing in like a predator pouncing on its prey. The cold shocks me, a jolt to my system, but it also fuels my survival instinct. I push out into the open water, leaving the crumbling remains of the jet behind. For a moment, I am disoriented, the vastness of the ocean stretching out endlessly in every direction.
My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife CHAPTER 319
ADAM’S POVThe house feels like a shell without Aria, empty and echoing with memories that no longer bring comfort. The silence is suffocating, a constant reminder of her absence. Each room, once vibrant with her presence, now feels desolate, as if the life has been drained from it. I wander from room to room, restless, but there's no escape from the loneliness that gnaws at me. The desire to go out, to distract myself from this void, nags at me, but every time I consider it, I'm reminded that I only want to go out with Aria. And she’s not here.The hours stretch out endlessly, the boredom almost unbearable. It's the weekend, and the world outside is alive with possibilities, but I can't bring myself to embrace any of them. My thoughts circle back to Aria, the way things used to be, and the realization that it's all gone. The weight of it is heavy, pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe, let alone enjoy anything.Then George and Adrian call, suggesting we go to the bar for a d
My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife CHAPTER 320
ADAM’S POVThe shock of the news reverberates through me, numbing my senses, but one thing is clear; I can’t stay here. The bar, with its noise and indifferent faces, becomes a suffocating cage. I push back my chair and stand, not sparing a glance at George and Adrian. There’s no point in trying to explain anything to them. They don’t care, and even if they did, their words would be nothing but a hindrance, holding me back when all I want is to get out, to do something.They call after me, their voices mingling with the din of the bar, but I’m already halfway to the door. My steps quicken, propelled by an urgency I can’t fully explain, a need to escape before the weight of what I’ve heard crushes me completely. The cool night air hits me like a slap as I push through the door, but it does nothing to calm the storm raging inside me.I don’t think; I just act. My car is parked just outside, and I’m behind the wheel in seconds, the engine roaring to life with a ferocity that mirrors the
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ADAM’S POVThe news loops in my mind, the words "crashed" and "no survivors" replaying over and over like a broken record. But, I refuse to accept it. There has to be a chance, some slim possibility that Aria is still out there, waiting to be found.The crash occurred somewhere in the vast expanse of the Pacific Ocean, where islands dot the endless water. It’s almost impossible to know exactly where, but that doesn’t deter me. I have to try, no matter how difficult the search may be. I immediately begin making arrangements, calling my assistant to set everything in motion.“Do it as soon as possible and make sure that our jet won’t fail us.”“Sure, boss.”My private jet will be ready as soon as possible, and we’ll head out to those islands, combing the area for any sign of the wreckage, of survivors. The logistics are daunting – the ocean is so vast, the islands scattered like tiny dots on an endless blue canvas. But I can’t let that stop me. Aria is out there, and I won’t rest until
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