All Chapters of Ascension of Billionaire's Ex-wife: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

“You’ve fooled me once again. I thought you were different, that you were someone I could trust and build a future with.”Harvey’s face fell, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his hopeful smile replaced by a look of deep regret. “Celine, please, just let me explain—”“No,” Celine interrupted, her gaze unwavering. “I don’t want to hear any more excuses. Lydia was right about you. You’ve been avoiding your responsibilities and dragging me into a situation I never asked for.”Harvey’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Celine, please, this isn’t fair. I’m trying to make things right, but I need you to understand—”“No,” Celine repeated, her voice growing firmer. “I don’t need to understand. I need you to handle your problems on your own. I can’t help you fix this mess with Lydia and your children. I won’t be part of it.”“We’re done, Harvey,” Celine said firmly, ending her relationship with him.The cool night air felt brisk against Celine’s flushed face as she walked away from the café

As Celine held Connor close, feeling his small body tremble against hers, she realized how deeply she had underestimated the impact of these changes on him. The bond between them had always been strong, but she knew now that it had been strained by the many upheavals in their lives."Connor," she whispered, gently stroking his hair, "I want you to know that no matter what, you can always talk to me about how you're feeling. I'm here for you, and I want to make things better."Connor sniffled, pulling back slightly to look up at her with tear-filled eyes. "But why, Mommy? Why does everyone keep leaving? I miss Daddy Franco, and I don’t want Harvey to go too."Celine’s heart twisted at the mention of Franco. The wound of their separation was still fresh, not just for her but evidently for Connor as well. She had tried to shield him from the worst of it, but in doing so, she realized she might have inadvertently left him feeling abandoned and confused."I know you miss them, sweetheart.

Celine’s heart pounded as she stepped through the front door of her home, the familiar creak of the entrance providing a stark contrast to the emotional turmoil she felt inside. The weight of the evening’s events seemed to hang in the air, even as the comfortable confines of her house offered a semblance of sanctuary. The encounter with Franco and Athena had stirred a whirlwind of unresolved feelings and questions that she wasn’t ready to confront. Her footsteps were slow, her mind a tangled mess of old memories and fresh anxieties.Irene followed closely behind, her silence a gentle reminder of the conversation they had left unfinished. Celine had been grateful for her bestfriend’s presence tonight; Irene’s company had provided a buffer against the raw emotions that had surfaced. Yet even with Irene’s support, the encounter with Franco and Athena had left an indelible mark.As Celine moved through the foyer, she saw Martha standing by the staircase. Martha’s expression was a mixture

The next morning dawned with an unusual clarity, the sunlight streaming through the high windows of the mansion, painting the marble floors with delicate patterns. Celine sat at the kitchen table, her hands wrapped around a steaming cup of coffee. She had scarcely slept, her mind a whirlwind of worry and indecision. Martha had called early, her voice trembling but resolute. She would be leaving today to be with her family in their time of need.Celine knew it was the right thing to do—family came first. She had already made arrangements for Martha's immediate financial needs, giving her an advance on her salary and some extra money for assistance. Still, the departure left a significant void. Martha had been more than just a housekeeper and Connor’s nanny; she was a pillar of support in Celine's life, a reliable friend in a whirlwind of corporate pressures and personal challenges.The sound of footsteps approached, and Celine looked up to see Martha standing in the doorway of the kitc

She had always been determined to protect Connor from the worst of their past, but now she faced a direct confrontation with that very past. She knew she had to be strong, to face Harvey with the resolve she had cultivated over the years. With a deep breath, she steeled herself and decided to confront the situation head-on.Stepping out of the kitchen and moving towards the door, Celine’s heart pounded with every step. She paused briefly to check on Connor, who remained blissfully unaware of the chaos outside. His peaceful slumber was a stark contrast to the storm brewing just beyond the building’s entrance.As she reached the door, Celine took another deep breath and braced herself. She had to be firm, resolute, and unyielding. She opened the door and walked outside, the cool night air hitting her like a splash of icy water.Harvey was a sight to behold—his clothes rumpled, his hair askew, and his breath reeking of alcohol. He was shouting, his words a slurred jumble of demands and a