All Chapters of My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

ADAM’S POVWhen we finally touch down at the hospital, a team of doctors and nurses is waiting, ready to take over. They move quickly, transferring Aria from the helicopter to a gurney and rushing her inside. I try to follow, but one of the doctors gently but firmly holds me back, telling me they need space to work. I watch as they wheel her away, her hand slipping out of mine, and I’m left standing there, feeling more helpless than ever.But as the hospital doors close behind her, I can’t shake the feeling that this is far from over.The waiting room feels like a suffocating void, filled with an oppressive silence that weighs heavily on all of us. The usual hum of the hospital, the distant beeping of machines, and the soft murmurs of medical staff moving about seem distant, muted by the overwhelming anxiety that has taken hold. Time feels suspended, each minute dragging on for what feels like an eternity.Neal paces back and forth across the room, his footsteps echoing sharply agains

NEAL’S POVThe anxiety gnaws at me, growing sharper with each passing hour. Aria still hasn’t woken up. Every time I glance at the clock, I’m reminded that it’s been fifteen hours since the doctor told us she would regain consciousness in three or four. But there she lies, still and silent, her head wrapped in those white bandages. It’s unbearable.I can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude towards Adam for everything he has done. If it weren’t for him, I shudder to think what might have happened. But then there’s the frustration, the anger bubbling just beneath the surface. Dad’s decision to announce that reward—it feels like a reckless, thoughtless move now. Sure, he was desperate, but it brought more danger down on us than we could handle. Those pirates wouldn’t have come after us if not for that reward, and now, Aria’s paying the price.“My Aria…”I hear my Dad sobbing in the corner. He must be blaming himself for his move.“She’s still not up… Oh, Lord.”Nathan is s

ARIA’S POVThe moment I open my eyes, a dull, throbbing pain radiates through my head, like a relentless drumbeat. My vision is blurry, and for a few seconds, I struggle to piece together where I am and why. The sterile smell of antiseptic and the faint hum of medical machines bring an unsettling sense of déjà vu. My surroundings feel familiar, yet distant, like a place I've been to before but can't quite place.As my vision begins to clear, I see Adam sitting beside me, his presence a steadying force amidst the confusion swirling in my mind. Relief washes over me at the sight of him, as though he’s the only thing tethering me to reality. The pain in my head intensifies as I try to remember how I ended up here. I grasp at memories, but they slip through my fingers like sand. I know Adam and I have just been married. I can still picture our wedding day—the way he looked at me, the way I felt so safe and loved. But everything after that is a blur.Although for some reasons, the wedding

ARIA’S POVAfter our conversation, Adam gently requests that I rest, reassuring me that they’ll all be back later today. His voice is calm, soothing, and I can tell he’s trying his best to keep me comfortable.“I’ll be staying with you tonight.”When I ask if he’s sure, because I’m starting to feel a little better, he simply nods and says he wants to be with me.“OK… Thanks.”There’s a warmth in his eyes, a tenderness that makes my heart swell. It’s so sweet of him to stay, and I feel a wave of gratitude wash over me.“We’ll also stay with you, so that Adam can go home.”Neal, Nathan, and Dad chime in, letting me know that they’ll take turns staying with me until I’m discharged. Their words are comforting, their presence even more so. I’m incredibly grateful to be surrounded by such wonderful people, all of whom care so deeply for me. As they take their leave, I find myself sinking back into the bed, my eyes growing heavy. The exhaustion is overwhelming, and before I know it, I’m drif

ADAM’S POVThe situation with Aria has become more complex than any of us could have anticipated. Learning that she’s suffering from selective amnesia has turned everything upside down, and now, as I stand in the midst of it, I’m grappling with the weight of the lies we have to maintain to protect her.When Aria woke up, her first instinct was to call me to her side. That was unexpected—she bypassed Neal, Nathan, and even her father, Dave, to reach out to me. It was a small relief at first, thinking that maybe, just maybe, things could be easier. But then the truth hit hard; she has no memory of our divorce. In her mind, we’re still newlyweds, blissfully unaware of the harsh reality that lies behind us.It was agonizing to look into her trusting eyes and fabricate a story about a honeymoon accident. The words felt heavy on my tongue, each one a lie I never wanted to tell. But the doctor was clear—any attempt to force the truth upon her could be catastrophic. The blow to her head has d