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All Chapters of The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife : Chapter 311 - Chapter 320
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Win or defeat?
As Leon entered his office, he spotted a figure resting in his chair. He hated sharing his things but not with her. She greeted him with a yawn, “Hi, brother.”“Charlotte?” he exclaimed.She flashed him a lazy smile. “When did you get back from Paris?” he asked.“Just now,” she replied, stretching her arms above her head.“You didn’t go to see Mom and Dad?” he questioned. “Oh, no,” she said, yawning again. “I want to see but they can be overwhelming at times. My mothers will gang up on me and I can’t bear it when I am exhausted and sleep deprives.” she added, “Just give me the key to your apartment. I need a good sleep. I am so tired I might just crash in your loft here.”Charlotte was an artist who flew around the globe for exhibitions and with ten shows in the last month alone, she barely found time to rest. Despite their busy lives, she was the one in the family who understood him best. He never had to say much, she just knew what was going on inside him. Time changed so many th
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“So, what is going on at home?” Leon heard Charlotte say as he saw her sitting on the rug on the floor, eating stir-fried chicken and rice with her hands straight from the bowl.“Get a spoon, Coco,” Leon said, exasperated.“Let me feel my food and eat it,” Coco replied in a tone that said she was wronged. “Do you know I can’t eat when I am at work? I crave home-cooked food and it sucks that I can’t learn to cook.” She added, “Thanks for coming sooner and making me food.”Leon rolled his eyes. If he hadn’t come home to feed her, she would have slept straight until tomorrow without eating. And it was not that she could not cook, she never bothered to learn. All her siblings and parents could cook and she decided to be the one who would only be burdened with eating! He answered, “Nothing special going on at home. Same old drama. Mom and Dad call me home, give me a lecture for a few hours and then I come back to work.”Charlotte laughed. “What did you do this time?”Yes, that’s what she h
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There was a grand ball held in New York. It was a prestigious event where the wealthy elite from across the globe were invited. The host of this extravagant banquet was none other than Gerald Salvatore. People had flown in from all over the world to attend the celebration."Mr. Hart, it's a pleasure to see you," said Gerald Salvatore, a man in his sixties, as he warmly shook hands with Nathaniel (Leon) Hart."Happy birthday, Mr. Salvatore," Leon replied, offering his best wishes.The old man chuckled heartily. "Thank you for attending my banquet."The Hart family was undeniably one of the most prominent families in the world and having the current CEO of the Hart Group of Companies at his birthday celebration was an impressive achievement for Salvatore. Although Salvatore’s were the biggest comolegrate of Europe, they were not on Hart Family’s standing. "Please, enjoy yourself," Salvatore added with a smile.Leon found his assigned table and sat down but as soon as he did, an unsettli
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Ariana Addison's words dripped with venom as she spat, "You fucking whore! If you go near my man, I will throw you into the gutter with the trash you love, and they will fuck—"Before she could finish her cruel threat, Sia moved swiftly. With a simple kick to Ariana’s knee, the woman screamed in pain and her balance thrown off. As she raised her hand to slap Sia, the lattergrabbed her wrist and twisted it sharply.Ariana’s scream echoed through the hallway as a pain shot through her arm as she realized her wrist might be broken. “You freak! You broke my hand!” she cried, trying to reach for Sia’s hair in desperation. But Sia smoothly dodged her attempt and stuck out her foot, which caused Ariana to stumble and slam hard into the wall.At that moment, Jeremy Salvatore and Leon Hart, who had been in the middle of a business conversation, arrived just in time to witness the scene. Jeremy's eyes widened in shock as he took in the sight before him. “What happened here?” he asked, clearly c
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“Where the hell have you brought me?” Sia demanded as she spotted Leon casually sitting at the breakfast table and biting into his sandwich. Her anger flared so intensely that she swore she wouldn’t think twice before unloading a bullet into that smug and obnoxious head of his. Just minutes ago, she had woken up in a strange bedroom, dressed in a night suit. Who the hell had changed her clothes? The last thing she remembered was being in his car, talking to him, and then... nothing.Fucking Leon Hart! Fuming, she marched downstairs and found him in the living room, looking far too relaxed for her liking.“Good morning to you too, sweetheart,” Leon grinned, his voice dripping with smugness.That grin made her blood boil even more.“Send me back!” she barked, her tone sharp as if he were one of her subordinates. The words like please and thank you were not a part of her dictionary. Leon pointed nonchalantly towards the door. “There it is.”Sia shot him a furious glare and stormed towar
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"Make me another one," she ordered, not even looking up. "And toast it properly this time."Leon clenched his jaw, swearing silently. If it weren't for the values his mother instilled in him—always feed the hungry and never refuse food, he might have lost his patience by now. This woman... did she forget I kidnapped her? She can’t order me around! But despite his inner frustration, he got up and made two more sandwiches for the insatiable goblin sitting at his table.Once she finished, Alessia wiped her mouth and looked at him coolly. "Now, go lock up that beast and take me home."Leon stared at her, fighting the urge to roll his eyes. This was going to be a long day.Did she really think he was one of her servants that she always order around? he must recall her some interesting facts. Now it was Leon’s turn to smile wickedly. "Did you forget that you were kidnapped?"“Leon… I’m warning you,” Alessia said in a low, dangerous voice.He leaned closer, his lips just an inch from hers.
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It was dinner time when Leon finally returned. Alessia was still sitting at the dining table where he had left her in the morning. She didn’t utter a single word as he prepared food in front of her. When he placed the plates on the table, he simply said, “Eat.”She didn’t even glance up at him. All day, she had been stuck in that same spot, too afraid to move because every time she tried, Lucifer would bark and scare her back into submission. He had used her fear of dogs against her and she knew she would never forgive him for that.“Hold your beast—your dog. I want to go back to my room,” she said, her voice laced with frustration.Leon responded casually, “Sure.”He then looked at Lucifer. “Lucifer, come here. She is your mom. Don’t trouble her inside the house. Your only job is to keep her safe,” Leon instructed, as though having a conversation with the dog. Lucifer barked in protest as if reminding Leon that she had insulted him earlier. “I apologize on her behalf for calling you
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Leon glanced at her, amused as he filled his bottle. “Dinner is on the dining table,” he said casually, as if it hadn’t been her pride keeping her from eating all evening.Sia narrowed her eyes, harrumphing before responding proudly, “I’m fine with my own food.”Leon’s lips twitched in amusement but he said nothing and left her to her cold and buttered bread.As Sia said this, Leon had a look on his face that she knew all too well. But she brushed it off, reminding herself that it wasn’t material things that defined wealth, it was the hard work behind them. Wasn’t that what John Locke said? Mixing labor with the goods of nature makes it your private property. It was her effort that turned those slices of bread into a meal, not his.Proud of herself, she was heading back to her room when she noticed Leon lounging on the couch while flipping through the pages of a book. Grinning, she couldn’t resist throwing a jab at him.She said with a tone full of arrogance that can even put God to a
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The gloating Sia, who had gone to bed thinking she had everything under control, woke up with a sharp and unbearable stomachache. When she sat up, she noticed a huge blood stain on the mattress."Oh shoot!" Sia groaned. "Do they have to come now? I can't deal with this right now!" Another wave of pain shot through her stomach, radiating to her pelvis and back. "Oh my god, I'm going to die! I will die on this deserted island!"Her body had always been out of sync and her periods were pure suffering which often requiring medical intervention. They only lasted two days, but those two days were hell.If there was one thing Sia valued more than her arrogance and wealth, it was her life. No one else loved her so she had learned to love herself.Swallowing her pride, she went to find Leon. She opened the door to his bedroom and he jerked awake from sleep, instantly sensing something was wrong by the way she called his name."Leon!" He asked, "What happened?""I need painkillers! The stronges
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Leon hesitated for a moment before speaking. "My mom has some health issues, but I have never seen her in pain like this. And Coco and Belly... they don’t suffer this much either. I have never seen them go through something like what you just did."She answered, “That’s because they don’t have ruined bodies.”“I don’t get it,” Leon said.Sia opened her eyes and with a casual tone that reduced the severity of her words, replied, “Try having two abortions, four miscarriages, and taking countless emergency contraceptives. It is a miracle I don’t have ovarian cancer yet.”Leon was too stunned to speak. “Why would someone go through that?” he asked, unable to fathom the intensity of what she had endured.She smiled bitterlyt. “Try marrying a narcissistic asshole who thinks his wife is his personal prostitute, someone he can use however he wants without ever taking responsibility.”Leon could only stare at her, lost for words. She spoke with such detachment as if these weren’t her own devas
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