All Chapters of From Ashes To The Billionaire's Arms : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

SOPHIA Light seeped through the curtains as I sat on the couch, wrapped in a blanket. Caleb had decided to stay home with me today, sensing that his mother and Melody weren’t done trying to interfere in my life. After yesterday’s fiasco, he was worried they’d find another way to pressure me into leaving. I appreciated his concern, but in truth, I wasn’t sure how much longer I could keep dealing with this. The stress, the drama... Victor just wouldn’t let me go. Caleb sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “I need to figure out how to put an end to all this,” he muttered. Before I could respond, his phone started ringing. Again. It had been happening all morning...... one call after another. At first, he ignored them, but eventually, he picked up, and I listened as his voice hardened. “Victor cannot destroy me,” Caleb said firmly into the phone. “He doesn’t have the capability to do so.” That made me sit up straight. My stomach twisted uneasily as I watched him pace back

SOPHIA I walked out of Caleb’s company with a plan in mind. Stopping by the police station, I squared my shoulders and walked up to the officer at the front desk. My heart pounded, but my face remained calm. Controlled. “I want to file a report,” I said. The officer raised an eyebrow. “What kind of report?” I took a deep breath. “I’m separated from my husband. He was physically abusive, and I need to retrieve my belongings from his house, but I’m afraid he might attack me if I go there.” The officer studied me for a moment, then his eyes widened in recognition. “Aren’t you the woman everyone’s talking about? The one who’s gone viral for living with another man while still pregnant with her husband’s child?” A bitter laugh threatened to escape my lips, but I held it back. Instead, I pulled out my phone, scrolling until I found a video. I turned the screen toward him—the clip of Victor and Isabella harassing me at the restaurant. “Watch this,” I said. The officer f

CALEB My phone rang, a sharp trill that cut through the rare quiet of the house. I almost ignored it, but the name flashing on the screen.....Marcus....kept my thumb hovering over the 'decline' button. I took a breath and answered. “Have you seen it?” His voice was a mix of concern and something else.....judgment, maybe. “Seen what?” I rubbed at my temple, already feeling the headache crawling in. “Social media, Caleb. People are talking. About you and the woman Sophia.” My jaw clenched. I could hear others in the background, their murmurs not quite muffled. They were all listening, ready to chime in. “And what are they saying?” “That you're destroying your reputation. Your business. That associating with Sophia is the worst mistake you've ever made.” His words hit hard, but I I wasn’t about to let them affect me. “Listen, man, this is bad for you. You need to cut ties before it’s too late.” “I’ve got this under control.” My voice was calm. Don't trouble yourself unnece

SOPHIA "She is lying," Melody's voice sliced through the air, sharp and accusing. Her words fell like stones, each one intended to crush the fragile hope blooming in my chest. "Do not let her fool you with her words, Caleb. All this while, she has been saying that it was her husband's baby. And now, because of everything that is happening, because she knows that Mom will never allow you to marry her, she is lying that the baby is yours." Melody's voice rose, each syllable dripping with disdain. "Sophia, can't you have any shame? How much more desperate can you be? If this pregnancy belongs to Caleb, why would your husband be so sure that the baby is his?" I turned slowly, meeting Melody's glare with a soft smile. Her fury washed over me, but I remained unmoved. "No matter what you say to me, I just can't get upset right now because I think I'm the happiest person in the world." Her lips tightened, and I saw the moment my calm unraveled her. I shifted my gaze back to Caleb, w

SOPHIA The late afternoon sun bathed the garden in golden hues, casting soft shadows across the manicured lawn. I sat on the bench, watching as one of Caleb’s maids watered the flowers, her movements rhythmic and unhurried. The scent of freshly bloomed roses filled the air, but my mind was elsewhere. I found myself drifting back to the night at the hotel, replaying each moment as though I were watching a treasured scene from a movie. The warmth of his hands. The way his breath tickled my skin. His deep voice whispering words meant only for me. A slow smile tugged at my lips, my chest fluttering with the memory of it all. I was happy—truly, deeply happy—because it had been Caleb. "You have a beautiful smile," the maid’s voice broke through my thoughts, drawing me back to reality. "It’s been a while since I’ve seen you look this happy." I chuckled, my cheeks warming slightly as I glanced at her. "That’s because I am," I admitted, my voice light. As I spoke, something i