All Chapters of No Longer Yours, Billionaire Ex-Husband: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

SAM'S POV The cold wind bit at my face as I walked down the shadowed street, the world around me a blur. The city was alive—horns blaring, people shouting, lights flashing in every direction—but none of it registered. My mind was somewhere else, trapped in an endless loop of pain and disbelief. My father was gone. The man who had built the Bennett empire, who had raised me to take the helm, had been taken in the cruelest way imaginable. Acid in his tea. I couldn’t stop picturing the agony he must have endured in those final moments, his throat burning, his life slipping away. And now Zoe was gone too. Stolen right

NORA'S POV The cab’s engine hummed softly, a thin veil of city noise seeping in through the windows. I sat in the back seat, gripping my bag tightly, my thoughts racing. My heart hammered against my ribs as we neared the towering gates of the Caradelli estate.I had lied to Sam. To Genevieve. Told them I needed rest, that the chaos had finally caught up to me. It wasn’t entirely untrue—I did need rest. But how could I rest when Zoe was out there, alone and vulnerable?The estate loomed ahead, dark and foreboding. Wrought-iron gates slowly creaked open, revealing the sprawling grounds bathed in dim, golden light. My palms were damp with sweat as I stepped out of the car and approached the grand entrance.A butler opened the door, his expression impassive as he gestured for me to enter. “Ms. Bennett, this way.”I followed him silently, my shoes clicking against the polished marble floors. The opulence of the Caradelli estate was stifling. Every corner was adorned with gold trim, heavy

NORA'S POVThe room seemed to close in on me as Evelyn stepped away from me and sat back on the chaise, a glass of wine perched precariously between her manicured fingers. Her words hung in the air, each one sinking into me like a lead weight. “You can’t be serious,” I said, my voice trembling. “You’re a mother. How can you do this?” Evelyn’s lips curved into a slow, calculated smile. “Exactly, Nora. I am a mother. And that’s precisely why I’m doing this. For my son. For his future. The Caradellis

NORA'S POVGenevieve stormed into the sitting room, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. She was a force of nature, her fiery red hair cascading down her shoulders in loose waves, a contrast to the stiff, severe styles she’d adopted in recent months. There was a familiar spark in her green eyes now, a liveliness I hadn’t seen in so long it almost took my breath away. She looked like the old Gen. She paused in the doorway, her gaze locking onto mine. Her expression was intense, yes, but it wasn’t cold. For the first time in what felt like forever, there was warmth there, a genuine concern that made

NORA'S POV The room was silent, except for the soft rustle of Zoe’s blanket as I adjusted it over her. She lay peacefully in her crib, her tiny hands curled into delicate fists. Watching her sleep should have calmed me, but the storm inside me raged on.I sat by the window, twisting the engagement ring on my finger, a small, beautiful reminder of Sam’s promise, a promise that now felt like a distant dream. We weren’t even married anymore, not really. This ring, this life we were trying to rebuild, felt like it was balancing on the edge of a knife.Was this worth it?The schemes, the threats—Margot, Elias, Daniel—they all had one thing in common: their insistence that I never should have come back. The words echoed in my mind, taunting me, as if they knew the doubts that were eating me alive.I could disappear.The thought gripped me, startling in its clarity. Zoe and I could vanish, start over somewhere far away. A place where no one cared about the Bennett name or the Caradellis, or