All Chapters of The Billionaire's Confession: Love after Divorce: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

She's heartless Sarah pov"Lana, are you there?" Bryan inquired calmly, a smile directed at her that appeared somewhat out of place. I found myself questioning how he even knew her name as I observed his focused attention on her. She did not extend a warm greeting; instead, she offered a smirk to a young boy who seemed completely unaware of the situation. "You are quite arrogant, Lana; the boy is merely showing interest in you as any child would," I remarked, my voice tinged with frustration. Her expression shifted to one of distress as she rose from her seat, yet rather than escalating the situation, Bryan intervened. "Mrs. Lana, I hope we are not causing any inconvenience. My mother and I can leave if our presence is unwelcome," he stated gently, his soft voice cutting through my anger like ice. I contemplated the urge to confront her, perhaps even to pull her hair in frustration. "Bryan, dear," I called to the young boy, whose eyes were welling with tears. "We will be departin

I WANT HER, BUT I CAN'T HAVE HERDonovan povI could sense my arousal intensifying, the desire overwhelming as I envisioned her figure. The thought of being with her consumed my mind, and I found myself fixated on Lana. I regretted my previous behavior, assuring her it was unintentional. My heart raced with anticipation and longing.To be honest, I would go to great lengths to be with her tonight, even if it meant she had to reconsider our arrangement.As I reached for the doorknob, ready to turn it, the door suddenly swung open. Her eyes flashed with anger as she brushed past me, her breath warm and commanding. "What were you trying to do?" she demanded, fixing me with a piercing gaze. I was at a loss for words, unable to explain my intentions. I stood there, captivated by her flawless complexion, realizing how much she had transformed; she was even more stunning than I had ever imagined. Lana's gaze sharpened, her jaw clenched as she folded her arms in a defensive posture. The atmo

THE BIRTHDAY PREPARATION Lana povI shifted through my wardrobe, trying to find a dress that matched Caroline's, as she had insisted we wear the same color. Frustrated, I stumbled into the wardrobe, feeling exhausted and overwhelmed by the choices. I muttered to myself about the monotony of wearing the same color dress, grabbing one and playfully putting it in my mouth. My eyes closed as I contemplated my outfit options. "Choose something simple, Lana; this isn't a wedding," she advised, glancing at her wristwatch, which she had been struggling to fasten. "Can you help me with this, Lana?" she asked, leaning closer while still focused on the watch. Unbeknownst to her, my luggage was on the floor, and she accidentally stepped on a piece of clothing, causing her to lose her balance and fall. "Oh my gosh!" I exclaimed, rushing to catch her, but she had already landed, her knees firmly on the ground."Did you set me up?" she inquired, narrowing her eyes at me with suspicion. I couldn't

suspension Sarah povTwo days have passed since the birthday celebration, and I am still preoccupied with Bryan's feelings for Lana. Initially, it was a pleasant distraction for Lana, who seemed unfazed by his attention. However, he recently rejected my request to dance with him, opting instead to dance with Lana. This raises suspicions—have they been having secret conversations? I glance over at Donovan, who is absorbed in his laptop, focused solely on work and seemingly indifferent to the dynamics within our home. I called out to him, but he ignored me, still upset about my dance with my ex. While it was an enjoyable moment, there was nothing significant between my ex and me. "Donovan, please listen," I said calmly, wrapping the duvet cover around my chest. Donovan finally lifted his gaze from the laptop, his eyes narrowing as he assessed my unkempt appearance. "What’s happening?" he inquired gruffly, his tone still tinged with the coolness from our previous argument."It concern

My assumption Caroline povLana's expression twisted in concern, but I felt no hesitation in revealing the truth; the child's intense attachment to her was quite unsettling. Initially, I regarded it as a mere coincidence, but it became evident that he chose to celebrate his birthday with Lana instead of his own parents.“Caroline,” Lana murmured softly, looking at me with an expression reminiscent of a fading sorceress. I began to respond, but my words faltered as hot oil splattered and made contact with my skin, causing my high-pitched voice to resonate as I quickly left the kitchen. Meanwhile, Lana, who was feeling triumphant at the stove, leaped from her seat and hurried toward me.Her gaze flickered in my direction, her eyes already tinged with red and blinking as if she were on the verge of tears. I instinctively leaned back against the kitchen door. “What’s wrong, Lana? Are you still preoccupied with the DNA situation? It’s just that you….” I paused, caught off guard by the in