All Chapters of Till Betrayal Do Us Part: Ex-Husband, Ex-Heartbreak: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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71: Questioning

Estella’s POVThe door swung open again, and Enrique stepped back in. “Boss, I have taken care of the hospital papers ,” he said. “A detective is here from the station for questioning. I already told her you’re not ready—”“Let her in,” Alejandro interrupted.Enrique hesitated, his gaze flicking briefly to me, then to a woman lounging near the window. “Are you sure? You’ve just been—”“Enrique,” Alejandro said, cutting him off with a pointed look. “Send her in.”“Yes, sir. He gave a nod, then turned to leave.I was about to ask who exactly Camila was when the door opened again. This time, it wasn’t Enrique.“Good afternoon,” said a woman in a navy blazer, her badge already in hand. “Detective Rivera.”I instinctively pulled the blanket tighter around me.“Mr. De Luca, Mrs. De Luca,” she began. “I’m here regarding your car accident.”I moved to the couch, suddenly aware of how I must have looked, still bruised and bandaged.Alejandro shifted in the bed. “What about it?”Rivera didn’t f
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72: The Return

Alejandro POV “Ready?” The doctor asked. I nodded once, holding Estella’s hand as she sat stiffly beside me on the edge of the hospital bed. She looked pale. “Her ribs are still tender, so no sudden movements,” the doctor instructed me, glancing between us. “And your shoulder…” His gaze flicked to the bandage peeking out from under my shirt. “No heavy lifting. You’ll both need regular check-ups and physical therapy.” Estella gave a clipped nod. She hated being fussed over. When the nurse returned with a wheelchair, Estella’s knuckles turned white around my hand. “I don’t need that,” “You’ll sit in it,” I said. She shot me a glare but didn’t fight me. I helped her ease into the seat, ignoring the sharp pull in my shoulder. As the nurse wheeled her out, I followed, keeping a hand on the wheelchair’s handle. Outside, Enrique waited by the car. He opened the door with practiced efficiency. “The car’s ready. I moved to help Estella in, but she hesitated, her gaze darti
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73: Back to the Start

Estella POV“We’re home, baby.”Alejandro’s voice stirred me awake. My head was resting against his shoulder, the scent of him so comforting. I blinked slowly, the world outside the window coming into focus.The car had stopped, the engine humming softly. I must’ve fallen asleep on the drive, something I rarely did. But I’ve got to admit it was the deepest sleep I’d had in ages.I stretched. “How long was I out?”“Long enough to remind me how cute you look when you’re not yelling”“Shut up”I sat up slowly, taking in the familiar sight of the sprawling estate. The last time I’d been here, I was breaking in, desperate and angry to clear Alejandro’s name. Now, it felt…different.“I figured you’d appreciate it more than being stuck in the city.,” he said, his voice quieter now. “Back to where it all started.”He was right. The estate was surrounded by lush greenery,the distant lake,the kind of setting that made you breathe a little slower. The scent of pine mixed with the faint floral no
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74: Midnight Interruption

Estella POVDinner was extravagant. Diane had outdone herself with a spread of roasted chicken, buttery mashed potatoes, fresh-baked bread, and a salad drizzled with a tangy vinaigrette. But it was the dessert that had Estella groaning in bliss.“I swear,” I said, leaning back, “if I don’t stop now, I’ll need a crane to get up.”Alejandro and I moved to a couch. I felt relaxed, maybe for the first time in weeks, even though my body still ached. He poured himself a glass of wine, while I nursed a glass of water.“She’s really an amazing cook,” I said, resting my head against the couch. “It’s almost criminal how good that roast chicken was.”He smirked. “You should have seen her when I first hired her—burnt toast every morning.”I laughed. “I can’t picture that. She’s amazing now.”“She is,” he agreed, leaning back. “You almost passed out from eating too much.”I nudged his side with my elbow. “I did not. I just appreciated the food properly.”“Sure, mi estrella,” he teased, his deep vo
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75: Midnight Interruption II

Estella POVAlejandro picked up the phone reluctantly, his jaw tightening. “Maybe it’s an emergency,” he muttered, sliding his hand down my thigh.I groaned and slumped back against the couch.The second he said, “Hello,” Camila’s voice filled the room“Alejandro! Thank God, you’re okay! I’ve been worried sick since I heard. Why didn’t anyone tell me you were discharged? I swear, you two are impossible. And speaking of impossible, we need to finalize the palette. Are you thinking a classic gold and cream? Or should we lean toward something bold like navy and silver?”Alejandro blinked. “What the hell are you talking about, Camila?”“The party!” she exclaimed, as if it were obvious. “For you and Estella! You know, as a welcome home for me slash healing celebration for guys extravaganza! Everything is already coming together, but we still have to iron out the details. I’ve got the florist lined up, and the caterer’s waiting on approval. Oh, and I need Estella’s input on the centerpieces
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76: The Party

Estella POV Alejandro straightened his tie. He looks almost too perfect to be real. Dark, tousled hair that always looked like someone had run their hands through it—probably because I did. Sharp cheekbones, a jawline cut like marble, and those stormy grey eyes that seemed to pierce through every layer of my soul. He was infuriatingly gorgeous. Like some sculptor had taken one look at an ancient Greek god and decided to create something better. “How do you even exist?” I muttered, adjusting the lapels of his midnight-black suit. “You keep touching me like that, and I won’t care that we’re already late to Camila’s ridiculous party.” I rolled my eyes, trying to ignore the flutter in my chest. “Ridiculous or not, I have to admit—you look devastatingly handsome tonight. Perfect suit, sexy tie, that jawline… I’m surprised the mirrors don’t crack under the weight of all that perfection.” He grabbed my wrist, pulling me flush against him. My breath hitched as his hands slid to my
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77: The Disguise of Concern

Estella POVBefore either of them could respond, a young waitress, barely older than twenty, approached our table with a tray of champagne flutes. As she leaned forward to offer a glass to Vivian, the edge of her tray caught on Vivian’s dress, sending a small splash of champagne onto the fabric.She froze, her face pale. “I’m so sorry, ma’am. I didn’t mean—”“Do you have any idea how much this dress costs?” Vivian snapped, her voice sharp enough to make the poor girl flinch.The waitress stammered, her hands trembling. “I-I’ll clean it right away—”Vivian didn’t let her finish. With a sneer, she grabbed the whole tray and tipped its contents onto the poor girl’s uniform.“Now we’re even,” she said coldly, a cruel smile curling her lips.I couldn’t stay silent. “Enough,” I said, stepping forward.The murmurs around us quieted, and all eyes turned to our little scene. I reached for the girl, gently pulling her behind me.“She apologized,” I said. “There was no reason to humiliate her.”
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78: The Games People Play

Estella POV I couldn’t take another second of this. It was suffocating. “I’m going to lie down,” I said abruptly, excusing myself from the room before anyone could stop me. I couldn’t stomach Camila’s cloying voice for another second. “Oh, Estella,” she cooed, her eyes following me. “You really should. You’re still looking sick. Maybe you need some vitamins? Don’t worry I have loads of skincare packed here for you.” I bit my tongue and forced a tight smile. “Thanks for the concern but I’m good. There is no need. ” I didn’t wait for her reply as I headed back for the stairs, her voice floating up behind me. “Alejandro, do you hear that? She’s overworked. You should do something about it. This is the reason I planned this sleepover.” I rolled my eyes and kept walking. “Oh, come on, Alejandro!” she whined. “It’ll be fun. Like old times. I can’t go back to that apartment after what happened.” I paused mid-step, curiosity getting the better of me. “And what exactly happe
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79: Shattered Foundations

Estella POVI stepped into the modest yet elegant space that housed Estrella Designs. It wasn’t huge—a handful of rooms for consultations, storage, and a cozy workspace where my team brought my ideas to life. At the far end, the walls were lined with shelves displaying my signature piecesI’d dreamed of expanding by the end of the year, turning this modest studio into a fashion house worthy of the luxury pieces we created. And if the current sales continued, that dream wasn’t far off.“Welcome back, Ms. Estella.” Clara greeted me at the door with her usual her no-nonsense attitude which had been exactly what I needed when I hired her.She was my first hire.I still remembered her interview—when I asked her the one question I asked every candidate, ‘Why should I hire you?’“Because I don’t just work hard. I make things happen,” she’d said.She hadn’t been lying.“How’s everything running?” I asked, shrugging off my coat as we walked to my office.“Better than you’d think,” Clara said, h
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80: The Cracks Begin

Estella POVMy phone pulled me from my spiraling thoughts. Alejandro’s name lit up the screen.“How did the deal go, mi estrella? I know you’ll knock them off their feet. Don’t forget you’re unstoppable. Call me later—I want to hear all about it and I miss your voice already.”I stared at his words and swallowed hard. This should have been comforting, but it only twisted the knife deeper. He had no idea about the accusations, the cancellations, or the articles dragging Estrella Designs through the mud.My thumbs hovered over the screen, tempted to unload everything.“It was a disaster. Someone’s accusing me of fraud, and now everything’s falling apart because of a stupid online post.”I stared at the words, then sighed and erased them. Instead, I typed something simpler“I’ll tell you all about it when I get home.”Pressing send, I let out a shaky breath. My fingers tightened around my coffee mug as guilt bubbled in my chest. Alejandro always had faith in me, but right now, I wasn’t s
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