All Chapters of No Longer Yours, Billionaire Ex-Husband: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

 SAM'S POV  I was sitting at my desk, trying to lose myself in a stack of papers. But I couldn’t concentrate. My mind kept circling back to everything that had happened, the mess we were trying to untangle. I looked up as they approached, and immediately, I could feel the tension in the air.   “What is it now?” I asked, my voice tired, edged with irritation. I didn’t have the energy for more bad news.   Nora hesitated. Her eyes flickered toward Adrian before settling back on me. “Sam,” she began softly, “it’s about the fake DNA tes

NORA'S POV I woke up that morning with one thing in mind: I missed Gen and I was going to try and talk to her. Tonight, Jacob was going to declare he and Evelyn's son a Bennett and claim a right to inherit but I could care less about that. I still felt like Gen was only acting, she had to still be my Gen. I walked to the office she had started using since we all started living here permanently for now. Genevieve’s office in the Bennett mansion was as stark and immaculate as its occupant. The windows stretched from floor to ceiling, offering an enviable view of the sprawling gardens. But I wasn’t here to admire the scenery. I was here to find the person Genevieve used to be. 

NORA'S POV The ambulance ride was a blur. The pain from the contractions came in sharp, unrelenting waves, each one stealing my breath and leaving me gasping. Sam sat beside me, his face pale, his hand gripping mine like a lifeline.“It’s going to be okay,” he said, his voice shaking but steady enough to keep me tethered. “Just breathe, Nora. I’m right here.”I nodded, but fear gripped me tightly. It was too soon. Our little girl wasn’t ready, and I couldn’t shake the thought that the stress of everything—the family, the scandals, the endless fights—had brought this on.The EMTs worked efficiently, monitoring my vitals and the baby’s heart rate as the ambulance sped toward the hospital.By the time we arrived, a team of doctors and nurses was waiting for us. They whisked me into the maternity ward, their voices calm but urgent as they assessed my condition. Sam was pulled aside, a nurse handing him a set of scrubs.“You’ll need to change if you want to be with her during the procedur

NORA'S POV The steady beeping of the monitors in my hospital room was strangely comforting, a reminder that everything—at least for now—was stable. My body ached in ways I hadn’t thought possible, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the heaviness in my chest. As I stared out the window at the city skyline, my thoughts drifted to my daughter. Zoe. Her name felt like a beacon in the darkness, a promise of something pure and untainted. She was so small, so fragile, but she was already the strongest person I knew. 

NORA'S POV The night air was colder than I expected as I slipped out of the hospital’s back entrance, my coat wrapped tightly around me. My body protested with every step, the strain of my recent surgery making itself known. But none of that mattered. The anger burning in my chest, the fear for my family and my daughter drove me forward. I wanted Zoe to grow up in a stable environment, in a safe and loving family and not in the midst of all this drama. Margot Moretti had gone too far. And I needed to confr