All Chapters of In Love With My Ex-Wife: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

"Dr. Blake Hale. He’s an expert in this field—no one in the world can match him when it comes to cancer.” Amelia’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Where is Dr. Blake now?” The doctor sneered. “If I knew where he was, I wouldn’t be standing here talking to you. He’s always traveling, with no fixed address." "He has a difficult temperament. Even if you do manage to find him, there’s no guarantee he’ll agree to help. So, the chances are slim—almost no hope at all.” "I have other patients to attend to, please excuse me." With that, the doctor turned and walked away. Amelia stood there in a daze, but the doctor’s words didn’t completely extinguish her hope. On the contrary, she felt a faint glimmer of possibility. If what the doctor said was true, then someone out there could still save her aunt. And if that person could save her, it didn’t matter where they were or what it would take—Amelia was prepared to do whatever was necessary. With newfound determination, she left.

As Sophia, Leo, and Blake made their way to their table, Blake leaned closer to Leo and whispered, “Isn’t that your ex-wife over there with another man?” Leo’s gaze darted in the direction Blake's eyes pointed out, and he spotted Amelia sitting across from Mark, who was leaning in slightly, his hand gently hers in an affectionate manner. Leo’s face darkened, and his eyes reddened as he clenched his fists tightly at his sides. Sophia noticed his reaction and followed his gaze, her brows furrowed deeply, and her lips pressed into a thin line. A murderous look crossed her face as she imagined walking over to Amelia’s table and strangling her right there. After all she had done to win Leo’s affection, it was clear that Amelia still had a hold on him, and it dug a hole in her heart. This lunch had been her suggestion, but she had made Blake bring it up because she knew that if she did, Leo wouldn’t agree to come. She wanted to spend some quality time with Leo since he had be

She opened her eyes and it dawned on her that she didn’t even know what Blake Hale looked like. She quickly searched the internet, but there was no clear photo of him. All the pictures she saw online were too vague to really determine Blake's appearance. Amelia felt that if Blake was a friend of Leo’s, then she must have seen him before when she was still married to Leo. Leo rarely used the word ‘friend’ to describe someone, but when he did, it meant that the person was very close and dear to him. Memories flooded back—moments when Amelia had felt lost in Leo’s world, social gatherings where she was not recognized as his wife and was merely just a shadow lurking around him. Thinking about the insults she had endured and the embarrassment caused by some of Leo’s friends, who felt she was not up to standard to be his wife, made her chest burn and her brows furrow. She decided to shove the thoughts aside. Determined to find out what Blake looked like to see if he was one of

Meanwhile, at Sophia Villa, she received a call from her informant at the hospital where Aunt Elsa was staying, informing her of Amelia’s plan to travel to Japan with her aunt. She put down her phone and a wide grin spread across her face, “I’ve been trying to find a chance to get rid of this b*tch, and now that she’s willingly leaving the city, she’s practically handed me the opportunity on a silver platter.” With that thought in mind, she dialed Black Cobra's number. “Amelia will be leaving for Japan tomorrow. This is your last chance to eliminate her. If you fail again this time, your family won’t receive my support anymore, and who knows what will happen to them? Do you understand?” Black Cobra’s cold voice came from the other end of the line. “I understand.” Sophia hung up the phone, with a smirk etched on her face. The next day, Amelia took Aunt Elsa to Japan. Liam and Ella couldn’t go with them, so she entrusted them to Eleven, telling her not to let them out of he

Inside the villa, in Leo’s living room, he handed Amelia the contract he’d drafted, along with a pen. After reviewing it, Amelia signed. She gripped the signed contract tightly, her knuckles white as she watched Leo’s reaction. His gaze flickered over the document, a small, victorious smile curving his lips. A pang of anger stirred in her—anger at him, at herself for agreeing to his conditions, and at the situation forcing her hand. Leo looked up, his eyes locking onto hers, dark and unreadable. “I have to admit, Amelia, I didn’t think you’d agree to my conditions. I underestimated you.” She steadied her breath, and said, "This isn’t about you, Leo. It’s about Aunt Elsa—and my children.” “Is it?” He leaned back, crossing his arms as he studied her, as though he could see right through her defenses. "Because I think it’s about more than that. Part of you hates me, I know that. But another part…” He let the words hang, his eyes never leaving hers. Amelia reacted. “Don