All Chapters of No Longer Yours, Billionaire Ex-Husband: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

SAM'S POV The world tilted and spun around me, disbelief and rage twisting together in a storm I could barely contain. My father’s words echoed in my head, louder and louder, until I could barely breathe. Call Nora? The audacity of it, the sheer betrayal, made my blood boil. “Are you serious?” I demanded, my voice cracking as I stepped toward my father. The rest of the boardroom faded into the periphery, the faces of my uncles, aunt, and cousins blurring as all my focus zeroed in on William Bennett. “You never cared about Nora when we were married,” I said, my voice rising. “How many times did you even call her back then, when she was part of this family? And now you want to drag her into this mess when

SAM'S POVThe boardroom buzzed faintly as my father held the phone to his ear, his face unreadable. He was speaking to Nora. Every fiber of my being wanted to snatch the phone from him, but William Bennett didn’t tolerate interruptions, not even from his son. “Eleanora,” he said again, his voice firm but laced with a practiced charm. “You’re in Paris, I take it?” I could hear the faint sound of her voice through the receiver, soft and hesitant. My chest tightened painfully. “Yes,&rdquo

SAM'S POVThe drive home was quiet, but not uncomfortably so. Nora leaned against the window, her fingers absentmindedly brushing over her stomach. The image tugged at something deep inside me—love, protectiveness, a desperate need to make everything right. I hadn’t felt this much clarity in a long time. When we arrived at the penthouse, I watched her expression carefully as I held the door open for her. She paused, her gaze sweeping over the familiar space. “It feels… like I have been gone for long,” she murmured. I smiled. “Maybe because you have…

SAM'S POV The chaos in my head mirrored the speed of the car as Jacob and I raced through the city streets to the hospital. Nora’s head lolled slightly against my shoulder, her face pale and her breathing uneven. My arms tightened around her instinctively, as if sheer will could protect her and the baby from whatever danger we’d just been thrown into. “Faster, Jacob,” I barked, my voice hoarse and urgent. Jacob didn’t reply, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel, weaving through traffic with reckless precision. By the time we screeched to a stop at the hospital entrance, my heart felt like

NORA'S POV William’s eyes, though tired, bore into mine with the intensity of someone who had seen too much. His grip on my hand was firm, grounding me despite the storm of emotions swirling within me. I hadn’t been alone with him like this since before the divorce. It was unnerving, but there was also a strange comfort in his presence.“Nora,” he began, his voice rough yet steady, “tell me the truth. How did you get involved with Milo Romano?”My stomach twisted at the mention of that name. “I… it was a mistake,” I stammered, trying to gather my thoughts. “I thought I was helping Sam. Milo promised an opportunity, but it was all a lie.”William’s lips pressed into a thin line, his silence more intimidating than his words. “A lie,” he echoed softly, leaning back against his pillows. “Milo Romano isn’t just some grifter. He’s a predator. And predators don’t just lie—they manipulate. He couldn’t have done this alone.”“What do you mean?” I asked, my throat tightening.His gaze didn’t w