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Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 178
Caroline’s Point of ViewThe room is quiet, save for the faint hum of the night. The curtains shift gently with the breeze slipping through the slightly cracked window. I’m curled under my blanket, drowsy but content. My cheeks are still warm from the wine Adrian and I shared earlier. He walked me home, held my hand the whole way. When I tried to pull him into something more, he kissed my forehead instead and told me I deserved more.God. The man is too kind. Too patient.I roll over and glance at the clock. It’s 1:47 a.m.I should sleep, but my heart's still fluttering from that soft look in his eyes when he said goodbye.And then—A sound. A soft creak.I freeze.At first, I think I imagined it. But then it comes again. Louder this time. The floorboard in the hallway. I know that sound.I sit up slowly, heart racing. My hands instinctively reach for my phone on the nightstand. My breath catches.Penelope has Liam tonight. They planned a little movie night at her place. I thought I’d
Last Updated : 2025-04-14Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 178
Caroline’s Point of ViewThe room is quiet, save for the faint hum of the night. The curtains shift gently with the breeze slipping through the slightly cracked window. I’m curled under my blanket, drowsy but content. My cheeks are still warm from the wine Adrian and I shared earlier. He walked me home, held my hand the whole way. When I tried to pull him into something more, he kissed my forehead instead and told me I deserved more.God. The man is too kind. Too patient.I roll over and glance at the clock. 1:47 a.m.I should sleep, but my heart’s still fluttering from that soft look in his eyes when he said goodbye. The way his thumb brushed my knuckles. The way he hesitated before walking away, like he didn’t want to.And then—A sound. A soft creak.I freeze.At first, I think I imagined it. But then it comes again. Louder this time.The floor marbles in the hallway. I know that sound.My entire body goes rigid. I sit up slowly, heart racing so loud it drowns out everything else.
Last Updated : 2025-04-15Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 179: The Search
Adrian’s Point of ViewI can’t feel my legs as I stand in the middle of Caroline’s bedroom, staring at the chaos left behind. Her phone is still on the floor, screen cracked. Her scent lingers faintly in the air. Lavender and something sweet. Her wine glass is still in the sink. The blankets are twisted, half hanging off the bed. The small signs that she was just here. Alive. Safe. Real.And now she’s gone.I report her missing to the police. My voice shakes, but I keep it together long enough to give them every detail I know. They dispatch officers and promise to send someone over right away. I don’t wait for them to show. I head back to the living room and pace. My phone buzzes with notifications—calls I made, texts I sent, all unanswered.I call Penelope.She picks up, groggy. “Adrian? What’s wrong?”“Is Liam with you?”“Yes, of course. He’s asleep. Why?”“Don’t let him out of your sight,” I say tightly. “Caroline’s gone. Someone took her.”Penelope gasps. “What? Are you sure—”“I
Last Updated : 2025-04-15Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 180: The Warehouse
Caroline’s Point of ViewThe air is damp and cold. My skin sticks to the back of the chair I’m tied to, my wrists aching where the ropes cut into them. There’s a dull throb at the base of my skull—probably from being knocked out—but it’s nothing compared to the twist of fear in my chest.I don’t know how long I’ve been here. There are no windows in the warehouse, just faint light from a single flickering bulb above me. I keep waiting for someone to come in. Waiting for anything—another voice, footsteps, even a cough.But it’s been hours. Or maybe minutes. I can’t tell anymore.I test the ropes again. They’re tight. No give. My ankles are bound too, and the chair creaks every time I shift.Liam.The thought of my son rushes in like a knife. What if I never see him again? What if he wakes up tomorrow and I’m not there? What if no one tells him what happened? What if he grows up thinking I abandoned him?I breathe through my nose, trying to stay calm. If I break down now, I won’t think s
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Caroline’s Point of ViewMy husband’s first love ruins our third year anniversary.I’m sitting by the window of a fancy restaurant, nervously waiting for Knoxx, my husband. I dress up in my favorite black dress. It’s been three years of marriage—three years of hoping, waiting for the man I love to finally see me, to finally understand that I’m more than just a wife of convenience. That it is not all about the arranged marriage.I fiddle with the napkin in my lap, glancing at the clock, watching as each minute crawls by. Any moment now, Knoxx will walk through the door.Tonight feels different. Tonight, I feel like something is going to change.I had seen the headlines earlier this week:[Wayne Corp Heir Spends Fortune on Rare Ruby Necklace—A Gift for Someone Special!]"Someone special." Those two words have been ringing in my head ever since I read them. Who is more important to him than me, his wife?After all the distance between us, the missed anniversaries, the cold silences… perha
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Caroline’s Point of ViewI sit there, frozen, still reeling from the words that left Knoxx’s mouth just moments ago.“Didn’t you marry me for the money?”The question loops in my mind like a broken record, leaving behind a sting I can’t shake. Did Knoxx always think that? That I only wanted his wealth? That I had trapped him in this marriage? The weight of the accusation presses down on me, suffocating in its cruelty."Is that really what you believe?" I ask quietly, my voice barely audible as I look at him. "That I married you for the money? That I forced you into this?"Knoxx's expression is unreadable, the same cold mask he always wears, but there's a flicker in his eyes—something dark, something cruel. He doesn’t answer immediately. Instead, he picks up my half-finished glass of wine from the table and takes a slow sip. The silence stretches between us, heavy and unbearable.“You don’t love me,” he finally says, setting the empty glass down with a soft clink that echoes in the qui
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Caroline’s Point of View“Girl, let me take you somewhere nice,” Penelope, my best friend, says, her voice wrapping around me like a warm hug. She’s leaning against her sleek new sports car, a knowing smile playing on her lips, as if she can see through the mask I’m trying so hard to keep up.I step out of the house, trying to leave the weight of everything behind me, but the hurt sticks. Penelope’s eyes catch on something near the front lawn, and she bends down to pick it up.“What’s this?” she asks, curiosity lacing her voice as she holds up a delicate black box, gold lettering gleaming in the fading evening light.My stomach churns. I know exactly what that box is. The jewelry box—the same kind Knoxx used when he bought Dolly that ruby necklace at the auction. I take it from Penelope, my hands shaking as I pop it open. Inside are two diamond earrings, beautiful but cold. They shine, but not for me.I snap the box shut, my chest tightening.“They were probably for Dolly,” I mutter, m
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Caroline’s Point of ViewThe air feels thick as I approach the café. My hands tremble slightly, though I force them to remain at my sides, steady. I’ve run this moment over in my head so many times, imagining the words I’d say, how I’d keep my composure, but now that it’s real, there’s an uncomfortable tightness in my chest. I push open the door, the chime overhead ringing lightly, a sharp contrast to the heaviness I feel inside.Dolly is already there, seated in a corner, legs crossed, looking like she stepped straight out of a magazine. Her hair is perfect, her makeup flawless, and her lips curl into a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes.“Caroline,” she says, her voice dripping with saccharine sweetness, like we’re old friends. “You’re right on time. Why don’t you sit? We have a lot to discuss.”I don’t bother with pleasantries, cutting right to the point. “You’re back, and I want to know why. What are you planning?”She leans back, her smirk growing. “Oh, Caroline,” she sighs, like
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Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 180: The Warehouse
Caroline’s Point of ViewThe air is damp and cold. My skin sticks to the back of the chair I’m tied to, my wrists aching where the ropes cut into them. There’s a dull throb at the base of my skull—probably from being knocked out—but it’s nothing compared to the twist of fear in my chest.I don’t know how long I’ve been here. There are no windows in the warehouse, just faint light from a single flickering bulb above me. I keep waiting for someone to come in. Waiting for anything—another voice, footsteps, even a cough.But it’s been hours. Or maybe minutes. I can’t tell anymore.I test the ropes again. They’re tight. No give. My ankles are bound too, and the chair creaks every time I shift.Liam.The thought of my son rushes in like a knife. What if I never see him again? What if he wakes up tomorrow and I’m not there? What if no one tells him what happened? What if he grows up thinking I abandoned him?I breathe through my nose, trying to stay calm. If I break down now, I won’t think s
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 179: The Search
Adrian’s Point of ViewI can’t feel my legs as I stand in the middle of Caroline’s bedroom, staring at the chaos left behind. Her phone is still on the floor, screen cracked. Her scent lingers faintly in the air. Lavender and something sweet. Her wine glass is still in the sink. The blankets are twisted, half hanging off the bed. The small signs that she was just here. Alive. Safe. Real.And now she’s gone.I report her missing to the police. My voice shakes, but I keep it together long enough to give them every detail I know. They dispatch officers and promise to send someone over right away. I don’t wait for them to show. I head back to the living room and pace. My phone buzzes with notifications—calls I made, texts I sent, all unanswered.I call Penelope.She picks up, groggy. “Adrian? What’s wrong?”“Is Liam with you?”“Yes, of course. He’s asleep. Why?”“Don’t let him out of your sight,” I say tightly. “Caroline’s gone. Someone took her.”Penelope gasps. “What? Are you sure—”“I
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 178
Caroline’s Point of ViewThe room is quiet, save for the faint hum of the night. The curtains shift gently with the breeze slipping through the slightly cracked window. I’m curled under my blanket, drowsy but content. My cheeks are still warm from the wine Adrian and I shared earlier. He walked me home, held my hand the whole way. When I tried to pull him into something more, he kissed my forehead instead and told me I deserved more.God. The man is too kind. Too patient.I roll over and glance at the clock. 1:47 a.m.I should sleep, but my heart’s still fluttering from that soft look in his eyes when he said goodbye. The way his thumb brushed my knuckles. The way he hesitated before walking away, like he didn’t want to.And then—A sound. A soft creak.I freeze.At first, I think I imagined it. But then it comes again. Louder this time.The floor marbles in the hallway. I know that sound.My entire body goes rigid. I sit up slowly, heart racing so loud it drowns out everything else.
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 178
Caroline’s Point of ViewThe room is quiet, save for the faint hum of the night. The curtains shift gently with the breeze slipping through the slightly cracked window. I’m curled under my blanket, drowsy but content. My cheeks are still warm from the wine Adrian and I shared earlier. He walked me home, held my hand the whole way. When I tried to pull him into something more, he kissed my forehead instead and told me I deserved more.God. The man is too kind. Too patient.I roll over and glance at the clock. It’s 1:47 a.m.I should sleep, but my heart's still fluttering from that soft look in his eyes when he said goodbye.And then—A sound. A soft creak.I freeze.At first, I think I imagined it. But then it comes again. Louder this time. The floorboard in the hallway. I know that sound.I sit up slowly, heart racing. My hands instinctively reach for my phone on the nightstand. My breath catches.Penelope has Liam tonight. They planned a little movie night at her place. I thought I’d
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 177
Caroline’s Point of View“Caroline, are you really going to keep staring at the same three dresses?” Penelope stands behind me, arms crossed as I flip through my closet for what feels like the hundredth time.“I’m not used to this,” I murmur, fingers grazing a pale blue silk dress. “It’s been… years.”“You’ve gone to galas looking like a queen. You’ve pitched to billion-dollar investors without blinking. And now you’re freaking out over one date?” She raises an eyebrow and snatches the blue dress from the rack. “Wear this.”I look at it, then at her. “Is it too much?”“No. He asked you out. It’s your first real date in—God knows how long. And Adrian’s not the type to judge. He’ll be looking at your face the whole time anyway.”My chest tightens. “That’s what scares me.”Penelope softens. “You like him.”“I do,” I whisper, barely admitting it to myself. “And it’s not just gratitude.”“I know.” She hands me a pair of earrings. “Now sit, I’ll do your makeup.”Adrian is waiting just outsi
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 176
Caroline’s Point of ViewThe shop is unusually quiet this morning.No tinkling bell from customers entering. No chatter from Penelope rearranging the displays. Just the soft whirr of the heater and the gentle clinks of tools on glass.My eyes aren’t on the silver chain I’ve been trying to polish for the last thirty minutes. They’re not even on the sketchpad beside me, where a new pendant design waits to be finished.They’re on him.Adrian.He’s sitting at the far end of the worktable, inspecting a few invoices I’d asked for help with—focused, calm, and... completely unaffected.He flips through the pages like it’s the most natural thing in the world, brows slightly furrowed, lips pressed into a firm line. His jaw flexes every time something catches his attention. I know that look. I’ve seen it before. But today—today it’s different.He hasn’t looked a
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 175
Caroline’s Point of ViewThe wine goes down smoother than I expect.It’s the third glass, maybe the fourth—I’ve stopped counting. I know I shouldn’t drink this much on a weekday, especially after such a long meeting, but the private dinner room is warm, the lighting is soft, and Adrian’s sitting across from me in a dark dress shirt with the top two buttons undone like he doesn’t know what it’s doing to me.He probably does. He’s too aware of everything.The restaurant is quiet now. Our supplier left an hour ago, and somehow we’re still here, lingering over half-empty glasses and the remnants of dessert. I should get up. I should say goodnight, thank him for being the calm, professional man he always is. But I don’t. I just keep looking at him.And he keeps looking right back.I set my glass down. My fingers brush against the stem a second too long."You always look like
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 174
Caroline’s Point of ViewBy the time I make it to the office, my head’s still spinning from last night.I didn’t expect to sleep well, and I didn’t. Not because of Knoxx—he’s finally out of my system—but because of everything I said, everything I finally let go of. There’s a strange kind of peace in knowing you’ve drawn a line and meant it.It still feels new.I’m halfway through sorting orders when I hear the click of shoes approaching. I look up just in time to see Alessandro leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, grin already tugging at his mouth.“There she is,” he says. “La mia bella designer.”I raise a brow. “It’s nine in the morning.”He shrugs. “Beauty deserves a greeting, even at ungodly hours.”I shake my head, smiling despite myself. “Do you ever turn it off?”He steps inside, the
Secret Billionaire Divorcee Chapter 173
Caroline’s Point of ViewIt’s almost midnight by the time I step outside.The air is cold, but I welcome it. After the day I’ve had—the press conference, Dolly’s performance, the recording—I need a second to breathe. My head’s still buzzing from the adrenaline. My hand still feels tight around the phone, even though I put it away hours ago.I step into the empty parking lot behind the building. Adrian’s inside talking with the last few reporters. I told him I needed a moment alone.Now I’m regretting that.I hear the sound before I see him. Shoes scraping against pavement. Heavy steps.I turn slowly.Knoxx.He’s standing just a few feet away, in the shadows near a lamppost, his hands in his coat pockets. His tie is loose, jacket wrinkled. There’s something off in his posture—tense, like a man clinging to what little pride he has left.“You wait
