All Chapters of The Billionaire's Confession: Love after Divorce: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Estranged HelpLana’s POV“We need to find help,” I replied, feeling a sense of urgency. “There’s a cabin not far from here. I remember passing it earlier.”“Let’s go,” Leo said, determination in his voice.We followed the stream, moving cautiously. My heart still raced, but the cool water calmed my nerves slightly. As we reached the edge of the woods, I could see the faint outline of the cabin.But just as we approached, I heard voices nearby. My heart dropped as I recognized one of them. “That’s Sarah!” I whispered urgently to Leo.“We can’t go back!” he insisted, pulling me closer to the trees.“I know!” I said, panic creeping in. “We have to find another way in.”We crept around the back of the cabin, trying to avoid being seen. My mind raced with thoughts of what Sarah and the strange man would do if they found us.Suddenly, Leo stopped, his eyes wide. “Look!” he pointed toward the back door, where a figure stood. I squinted into the darkness, and my heart sank. It was Donovan,

The Chase Lana’s POV My heart pounded in my chest as we burst through the back door, plunging into the thick darkness of the woods behind the cabin. I could hear the shouting getting louder, the sound of footsteps crashing through the underbrush, closing in on us. “Where do we go?” Leo gasped, looking around wildly. “Just keep running!” I shouted, my breath coming in quick gasps. I didn’t know where we were headed, but I couldn’t stop now. I had to get us all to safety. We dashed deeper into the woods, the moonlight barely breaking through the branches above us. I stumbled over roots and rocks, struggling to keep my footing. Behind us, I could hear the voices getting closer. They were hunting us. “Over here!” Gina shouted, veering left toward a narrow path that snaked between the trees. We followed her lead, hoping this would lead us away from the danger. The path twisted and turned, and I could barely see where we were going. I heard the crack of a branch behind us, and my

Confrontation I stared at Donovan’s father, the darkness wrapping around us like a cold blanket. My heart thudded in my chest, a mix of confusion and fear swirling inside me. Why was he here? What did he want? “Dad, this isn’t the time!” Donovan snapped, frustration evident in his voice. “We need to get out of here!” “Get out of here?” his father repeated, looking us over with a mixture of concern and anger. “You’re running around with her? After everything she’s done?” I felt a sting at his words. I wasn’t just “her.” I was Lana, a person, not just some villain in his son’s story. “I didn’t do anything wrong,” I shot back, stepping forward. “Your son is the one who—” “Enough!” Donovan’s father interrupted, raising his hands as if trying to maintain control of the situation. “We can sort this out later, but right now, we need to move.” “Move where?” I asked, my voice rising. “Why should we follow you?” “Because you’re in danger,” he said, his voice low and serious. “Sarah and h

The Tides TurnLana’s POVWe ran through the night, the adrenaline still coursing through my veins. My heart pounded as we navigated the winding streets, the sounds of chaos fading behind us. Donovan kept glancing over his shoulder, his eyes sharp and focused.“We need to get to the safe house fast,” he said, urgency lacing his voice. “They won’t give up easily.”I nodded, trying to catch my breath. “Do you think they’ll come after us?”“Absolutely,” he replied, his jaw tightening. “But we can’t let them find us. We need a plan.”As we turned a corner, I felt the cool breeze on my face, a welcome relief from the tension. “What’s the plan?” I asked, trying to stay calm despite the swirling fear in my mind.Donovan hesitated. “We need to figure out how much they know and what they’re planning. If Sarah has allies, we need to find out who they are.”Just as he finished speaking, a loud shout broke the stillness of the night. I froze, my stomach dropping. “Did you hear that?” Donovan nod

A Web of Lies Lana’s POV We dashed down the alley, the cold night air stinging my face as we pushed forward. The sound of heavy footsteps echoed behind us, a reminder that danger was just steps away. My heart raced in my chest, each beat like a drum calling me to run faster. Donovan’s grip on my hand was tight, and I could feel his determination matching my own. “Which way now?” I gasped, glancing around for any escape route. “Left!” Donovan shouted, pulling me toward a narrow street that led away from the chaos. I followed him, my mind racing. I felt like we were being hunted, and it was terrifying. We rounded the corner and stumbled into a small courtyard filled with trash cans and dimly lit street lights. I could see a few people hanging around, their faces blurred in the shadows. We ducked behind a large dumpster, trying to catch our breath. “Do you think they saw us?” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of my pounding heart. “I don’t know,” Donovan repli