All Chapters of My Ex, the Widowed Billionaire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Before I could react, Callum stormed across the room, his fist connecting with Daniel’s face in a brutal punch. The sound of the impact echoed through the space, and Daniel staggered back, gripping his jaw."Callum!" I screamed, shoving myself between them before he could strike again. My palms pressed against his chest, pushing him away with all my strength. "What the hell is wrong with you?"Callum’s breathing was ragged, his eyes blazing with fury. "What’s wrong with me?" he shot back. "You’re here, flirting with him while your brother needs you!"Daniel straightened, wiping the blood from the corner of his lip. His expression remained calm, but there was a flicker of annoyance in his eyes."I don’t know who you think you are," he said, voice steady, "but hitting me doesn’t make you more important in her life."Callum took a step forward, but I shoved him harder."That’s enough!" I snapped, my voice shaking with anger. "You have no right to barge into my house, and you sure as hell

Callum's grip on my wrist tightened for a second before he let go, his expression unreadable. He turned away, running a hand through his hair, frustration evident in every movement."You think I wanted to leave you?" His voice was low, controlled, but there was an edge to it—a breaking point he was barely holding back."You think I wanted to marry Emilia?"I clenched my fists. "That's exactly what it looked like. One moment, you were mine, and the next, you were someone else’s husband! And now, you have the audacity to act like I belong to you?"Callum exhaled sharply, his jaw tightening."Emilia was dying, Athena. She had an illness that left her with only weeks to live. Her father—my mentor, the man who trusted me with everything—begged me to marry her. It wasn’t about love; it was about giving her comfort in her final days. I didn’t have a choice."The words hit me like a punch to the gut. My breath caught as I stared at him, my mind racing."You expect me to believe that?" My voic

“I… I don’t know.”The words left my lips before I could stop them. Lia’s question lingered in the air between us, heavier than I expected.I wasn’t closing my heart to Daniel, but I also wasn’t ready for anything. My main priority was Ryan’s recovery—nothing else mattered right now. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.Lia gave me a knowing look, her head tilting slightly. “You say that, but maybe Daniel deserves a chance. He’s kind, patient…” She smirked. “And completely into you.”I scoffed, shaking my head. “It’s not that simple.”“Doesn’t have to be complicated either,” she countered.I sighed, rubbing my temples. The last thing I wanted was to dissect my feelings tonight, but her words had already planted themselves in my mind.And suddenly, without warning, a name resurfaced.Callum.Not his voice, not his presence—just the weight of his name pressing against my thoughts, like an echo I couldn't shut out.I clenched my jaw, pushing it away. No. I wasn’t doing this.Lia

I stared at the box of food and Callum remained standing there, arms crossed, his expression unreadable.“You didn’t have to do this,” I said, my voice quieter than I intended.He tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes never leaving mine. “I did. Because if I didn’t, you would have worked yourself to exhaustion.”A mix of emotions swirled inside me—frustration, confusion, and something. A part of me wanted to reject his offering, to push him away, but another part of me… a part I didn’t want to acknowledge, was touched by the gesture.“Eat,” he said firmly, his voice brooking no argument.I hesitated, then sighed, lifting the box’s lid. Steam wafted into the air, revealing a meal that was clearly from my favorite restaurant. My chest tightened.“You remembered?” I murmured, more to myself than him.His jaw tensed. “I never forgot.”

ATHENA'S POVThe ride home felt endless. My mind kept replaying the scene—Callum’s tense posture, the urgency in his voice, the way he shut me out. None of my concern. The words echoed painfully, stabbing at my heart with every repetition.When I arrived at the hospital, I saw my mother laughing with Ryan while he lay in the hospital bed. Their smiles were bright, their conversation lighthearted, and for a moment, it felt like the weight on my chest lessened. I forced a smile and greeted them, pushing aside my own turmoil.“What are you two talking about?” I asked, trying to keep my tone cheerful.Ryan grinned. “Callum promised to buy me a car when I recover.”My eyebrows shot up in surprise. Callum? I hadn't expected that. He rarely made such promises. But instead of questioning it, I played along, nodding encouragingly. “That sounds amazing, Ryan. You better recover quickly, then.”My mother chuckled, brushing Ryan’s hair back. “He’s been talking about it all afternoon. It’s really