All Chapters of No Longer Yours, Billionaire Ex-Husband: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

SAM'S POV The Bennett estate felt colder than usual, a heaviness in the air that I couldn’t shake. Even the light through the windows seemed dimmer, like the house itself knew something was wrong. I stood in the foyer, trying to process everything that had happened. Jacob—someone I trusted—had betrayed me. I couldn’t believe it. The weight of it hit me hard, and the shock still hadn’t worn off. I never thought something like this could come from within my own family.Then there was Nora. She was still missing, and I had no idea where she was or what had happened to her. My mind wouldn’t stop racing. Had her disappearance somehow been tied to what I’d just learned about Jacob? Of course! I was losing my mind. Was she in danger because of him? The uncertainty ate at me, made it hard to focus on anything else.The house felt so different now, like it was reflecting everything I was feeling. It wasn’t the same place it used to be, and neither was I. I was standing there, trying to hold e

SAM'S POV Genevieve stood in front of me, her eyes burning with determination as she thrust the folder into my hands again. The tension between us was thick, suffocating. “Open it,” she said, her voice sharp. I shook my head, placing the folder down on the desk without even looking at it. “I can’t do this right now, Gen.” Her scoff was loud and full of frustration. “Can’t? Or won’t?” 

SAM'S POV The past has a way of creeping back in when you least expect it. I hadn’t thought about Elias Roosevelt in years, but the moment his scarred face emerged from behind that mask at the gala, memories came rushing back. His voice, sharp and mocking, still haunted me as I prepared to meet him now, hoping against hope he’d have answers about Jacob—and Nora. Genevieve had arranged the meeting, insisting it was our best lead. I wasn’t sure if I trusted her judgment or if I was just desperate enough to cling to anything. 

SAM'S POVThe door slammed behind me, the sound barely registering as I stormed out of the meeting with Elias. My fists clenched, knuckles white, I could still hear his words echoing in my head: “We don’t have her. Good luck, Bennett.”Good luck? I didn’t need luck. I needed answers. I needed my wife back.The crisp evening air did little to cool the frustration boiling in my veins. My car was parked nearby, but instead of getting in, I turned and started walking. My thoughts were a whirlwind, one that wouldn’t settle no matter how hard I tried to focus.Jacob. Evelyn. Isabella. Nora.I rubbed my temples, the weight of everything pressing down on me. Genevieve’s words earlier in the week clawed at my mind. “You can’t see what’s right in front of you, Sam. Isabella isn’t innocent.”And the folder. God, why couldn’t I open the damn folder? Why did I freeze every time I thought about it?Was it guilt? Loyalty? Or was there still a part of me—a twisted, broken part—that liked Isabella?Th

NORA'S POVThe cold night air bit into my skin as I stumbled along the desolate road, the darkness stretching endlessly ahead of me. My breaths came in sharp, uneven gasps, each one clouding the air in front of me before dissolving into the night. The ache in my belly was a relentless reminder of my vulnerability, the baby’s movements faint but insistent, as if urging me to keep going. Each step felt heavier than the last, my legs trembling beneath me like they might give out at any moment. The forest around me was alive with sounds—the rustle of leaves, the distant hoot of an owl, the snapping of twigs—but every noise sent a shiver down my spine. Was someone following me? Or was my mind playing cruel tricks? I had no idea where I was. Daniel’s cabin had been isolated, tucked away in some forgotten corner of nowhere. The road I’d found felt like it hadn’t been used in years, the gravel uneven and overgrown. My bare feet ached, the rough stones cutting into my