All Chapters of Love After Divorce: My Ex Wife Is A Billionaire : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

SASHA’S POVI woke up with a mission today. I had to get Xander’s mom to forgive me and be on my side. That was the only way I could think of that would work for me to get back into Xander’s life. I got out of bed, my mind racing with plans and ideas.I took a long shower, letting the hot water soothe my nerves. I needed to look perfect, flawless. I chose a simple, elegant dress. It was white, with soft fabric that hugged my body just right. I put on some light makeup, just enough to highlight my features. I brushed my hair until it shined, then tied it up in a neat bun.My mom walked into my room as I was putting on my shoes. “Where are you going?” she asked, her voice sharp.“I’m going to meet Xander’s mom,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm.My mom shook her head. “Have some self-respect, Sasha. Stop thinking about Xander. It’s never going to work out between you two anymore. You’re just embarrassing yourself and our family.”Her words stung, but I couldn’t let them get to me

ADELINE’S POVI woke up late. The sun was already high in the sky, and I felt a rush of panic. I had promised to see my grandparents off at the airport. They were leaving Manhattan and going back to Washington, and I knew I was going to miss them terribly. I didn't have time to go back to my own home, so I grabbed Xander's car keys and hurried out.The drive to the airport was a blur. I could feel my heart racing as I sped through the streets. I kept glancing at the clock, hoping I wouldn't miss them. When I finally arrived at the airport, I parked quickly and ran inside.The terminal was crowded and noisy, but I spotted my grandparents near the check-in counter. My granddad looked grumpy, as usual, and my grandma was trying to soothe him."I can't believe this delay," Granddad grumbled. "We should have just used a private jet. This is such a hassle."Grandma patted his arm gently. "Oh, stop complaining. I wanted to fly normally for once. It's not the end of the world."I smiled at

SASHA’S POVI couldn’t bear it any longer. I had no friends, no lover, no support from anyone, and I felt like disappearing, but I didn’t even know where to go. The loneliness was suffocating. My life was empty, filled with silence and thoughts that wouldn't leave me alone. I needed to do something, anything, to break this cycle.I dressed up, picking a simple but elegant dress. I did my makeup carefully, trying to hide the dark circles under my eyes. My reflection in the mirror looked like a stranger. I took a deep breath and decided to visit Tristan. He was in jail, and it was surprising to hear that Tristan Von Miller, despite who his father was, wouldn’t even be granted bail.Tristan had called me. His voice sounded different, weaker. The mighty Tristan Von Miller, behind bars. It felt surreal. I thought about how he helped me out when I was struggling with my ex-husband. And now he was in jail because of that. Despite everything, I decided to go see him, even though he refuse

ADELINE’S POVI stood outside the entrance of the house, hesitating for a moment and wondering if I should go in or just let Xander handle it. I heard the sound of Sasha’s voice echoing; she was screaming angrily and desperately. My hand tightened around the door handle, but I pushed it open anyway, stepping into the cool, foyer. My heels clicked against the marble floor, and the more I moved deeper into the house, Sasha's voice grew louder.She was yelling now, "You!" she screamed, the sound of her voice piercing through the air like a knife. I turned the corner into the living room and found her there, standing in the middle of the room, her face twisted in rage. Her mother was beside her, tears streaming down her face as she tried to console her daughter, but it was clear that Sasha was beyond any comfort.When Sasha saw me, her eyes widened, and her face contorted even more. She pointed a shaking finger at me, her hand trembling with fury. "This is all your fault!" she screech

XANDER’S POVI watched as Adeline carefully crossed off items from her packing list. Her travel box was already half-filled with clothes, shoes, and accessories, neatly folded and placed inside. My own suitcase sat open beside me, empty. I hadn’t even started packing yet, too preoccupied with the thoughts racing through my mind. We were supposed to be flying to Washington that night, and though we had the whole day to get ready, my nerves wouldn’t settle."So, what if your grandparents hate me?" I asked, genuinely worried. The question had been gnawing at me.Adeline sighed in exasperation. She put down the blouse she was holding and turned to face me. "Not that again," she said, shaking her head. "Xander, you really need to stop expecting the worst. I’ve told you a thousand times; they’re going to love you."I frowned, still not convinced. "But they’re not just anyone, Adeline. I’m meeting the Qylers. And what if…what if I mess up?"She walked over to me, her expression softenin