All Chapters of The Billionaire's Forgotten Ex-wife : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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160: Lust And Lies

My feet move of their own volition as I pace the bedroom, anxiety clawing at my insides like a caged animal. My nails dig into my palms, my heart hammering against my ribs with every step. The thick air in the room does nothing to soothe me, nor does the dim glow of the bedside lamp casting long, eerie shadows across the cream-colored walls.I had begged that old fart, Mr. Thompson, to convince Deric to hand over Ames Finances to him. With the big merger looming just weeks away, we didn’t stand a chance without it. And Deric—that lovesick fool—wasn't listening to me. Not one damn bit.The idiot had only been discharged from the hospital a few days ago, and what did I get for all my trouble? A thank-you? A nod of appreciation? No. The only thing I received was him shoving me to the ground like a worthless piece of trash, his venomous eyes burning through mine as he rained down insults on me in front of the entire hospital staff.It’s okay. So maybe he’s still angry with me. That’s fine
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161: Scheming And Scotch

[Vivian]My feet tiptoe quietly down the grand staircase, the cold marble floor sending shivers up my spine. The dim chandelier above barely lights the long hallway, casting eerie shadows against the deep mahogany walls. Clements’ office is downstairs, somewhere he forbade me from going, but when has that ever stopped me? It’s not like I’m eavesdropping or anything—their loud voices could be heard from a mile away.Leaning against the wall beside the door, my breath barely a whisper, I listen.“You stomp out of the Sawyers like your tail is on fire, ignore my calls, and fucking ruin my plans—and now you’re back here to do what?!” Clement sounds furious, his voice filled with an edge of barely restrained rage.What really catches my interest, though, is the mention of the Sawyers.“I had a perfectly good reason for that, Dad.” The word Dad is bitten out like it physically pains her to say it. Her voice is calm, but there’s venom buried beneath the surface, a silent threat wrapped in ev
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162: Tea And Tension

[Arella]"That’s the last of it!"My mother-in-law cheers, dropping a cute lemon plushie into the baby crib.I take a step back, surveying the nursery. It looks… warm. Lived-in. The soft pastel colors, the delicate curtains framing the windows, the plush toys arranged neatly—it doesn’t feel like something out of a magazine. It feels like home."This was hard work," Ava grumbles, rubbing her tired eyes. But despite her exhaustion, there’s a glow on her face—a happiness she can’t quite hide.I smirk, arms folding across my chest. "Well, after all that lemon pie you ate for dessert, you deserve to burn off some energy."I tap her nose playfully. She snorts.I turn, only to find my mother-in-law watching us, her expression soft—too soft. It’s a look I haven’t quite learned how to read yet. Ever since we returned from my antenatal appointment today, she’s been sticking close, helping me add final touches to the baby’s room.Lincoln had offered to hire designers, but I wanted to do it mysel
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163: Unwelcome Surprises

[Arella] It’s been two days since the text from Lincoln. Two days of silence. No calls. No replies. His number? Switched off. Janet’s number? Airplane mode. That’s never happened before. A slow, uneasy tension builds inside me, creeping up my spine like icy fingers. I try to shake it off, tell myself that I’m overthinking, that Lincoln’s fine, but it doesn’t work. Because this isn’t normal. Lincoln never disappears like this. Something isn’t right. A sharp exhale leaves my lips as I clench my fists, forcing myself to focus on the document in front of me. The proposal is urgent. I need to finish it. But the words blur. The numbers, the data, the structured paragraphs—all of it fades into the background as my mind replays that night. My mother-in-law’s words still haunt me. The things she admitted. The hesitation in her voice. The truth. A shiver runs down my spine, and my stomach tightens with a fresh wave of nausea—not the pregnancy kind. No, this nausea is
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164: Turn Yourself In

[Arella]I think this is karma finally biting back at me.Maybe the universe took one look at my life and thought, You know what? She’s had it too easy. Let’s spice things up with some unwanted drama.I mean, I was stupid enough to stop Zach and the others from following me to the office. But in my defense, it’s just the office. Everyone here is family—mostly. It’s not like I expected to be cornered like a damn criminal for the second time in what… weeks? Months? Who’s even counting at this point? All I know is my patience is dangling by a thread, and my teeth grind as I spit out a sharp, deadly,“Move. Out. Of. The. Way.”And would you believe it? He doesn’t.Nope. Instead, he has the audacity to thrust a bouquet into my unwilling arms, as if a couple of pretty flowers will magically erase everything. His expression twists like he’s in pain, but honestly, I’m fresh out of sympathy.“Arella…” His voice is hoarse, raw, and dripping with something pathetic. “At least talk to me. Say som
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165: Am I Forgiven?

[Lincoln] "Lincoln, are you here?" Arella’s soft voice drifts through the cool night air, wrapping around me like a familiar melody. A slow smile tugs at my lips. "Hi," I murmur, stepping forward and pulling her into my embrace. My arm encircles her waist, cradling our child as I watch the way her body instinctively melts against mine. "Oh, thank goodness you're fine!" she exclaims, spinning around to cup my cheeks. Her fingers are warm, her touch gentle yet searching. Her gaze roams over my features, lingering on the dark circles under my eyes. Seeing my wife after two days feels like I've been deprived of her for years. An ache I hadn't realized was suffocating me eases as I press her close, inhaling the faint scent of jasmine clinging to her skin. Relief floods me when she instantly relaxes, her arms tightening around me with the same desperate fervor. She buries her face into my neck, her breath fanning over my skin. "God, I missed you." "I missed you more," she whisp
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Am I Forgiven?

[Lincoln]"Lincoln, are you here?"Arella’s soft voice drifts through the cool night air, wrapping around me like a familiar melody. A slow smile tugs at my lips."Hi," I murmur, stepping forward and pulling her into my embrace. My arm encircles her waist, cradling our child as I watch the way her body instinctively melts against mine."Oh, thank goodness you're fine!" she exclaims, spinning around to cup my cheeks. Her fingers are warm, her touch gentle yet searching. Her gaze roams over my features, lingering on the dark circles under my eyes.Seeing my wife after two days feels like I've been deprived of her for years. An ache I hadn't realized was suffocating me eases as I press her close, inhaling the faint scent of jasmine clinging to her skin. Relief floods me when she instantly relaxes, her arms tightening around me with the same desperate fervor. She buries her face into my neck, her breath fanning over my skin."God, I missed you.""I missed you more," she whispers against m
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Am I Forgiven?

[Lincoln]"Lincoln, are you here?"Arella’s soft voice drifts through the cool night air, wrapping around me like a familiar melody. A slow smile tugs at my lips."Hi," I murmur, stepping forward and pulling her into my embrace. My arm encircles her waist, cradling our child as I watch the way her body instinctively melts against mine."Oh, thank goodness you're fine!" she exclaims, spinning around to cup my cheeks. Her fingers are warm, her touch gentle yet searching. Her gaze roams over my features, lingering on the dark circles under my eyes.Seeing my wife after two days feels like I've been deprived of her for years. An ache I hadn't realized was suffocating me eases as I press her close, inhaling the faint scent of jasmine clinging to her skin. Relief floods me when she instantly relaxes, her arms tightening around me with the same desperate fervor. She buries her face into my neck, her breath fanning over my skin."God, I missed you.""I missed you more," she whispers against m
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A/N

Hiii I just noticed the same chapter got uploaded multiple times—blame my terrible network for that! Please open only one while I sort it out and remove the extras.😩 Sorry for the mix-up, and thank you for your patience! Love you all! ❤️
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166: Calm Before The Storm

[Arella]Slipping on the last hoop of my earring, I take a step back, staring at the woman in the mirror. Damn.An emerald dipped in gold. That’s what this dress looks like. It’s elegant, silky, and clings to my curves like it was made just for me. The golden accents shimmer under the soft glow of the vanity lights, highlighting every dip and swell of my body—including my baby bump, which is now impossible to hide.I smooth my hands over the fabric, taking a deep breath. Breathe, Arella. It’s just a birthday party.A ridiculously extravagant, over-the-top party where literally every single person in our familys will be gathered.Right. No big deal.Grabbing my purse, I head downstairs, my heels clicking against the polished marble. The moment I descend the first step, I freeze.Because at the base of the stairs, waiting like something straight out of a classic romance movie, is my husband.Sweet Lord.Lincoln stands there in a perfectly tailored black tux, looking devastatingly hands
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