บททั้งหมดของ Falling for my Billionaire Ex Again!: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

Natalie’s POV:"What a hectic day.” I sighed, relaxing in the driver’s seat. But despite how exhausted I was, I couldn't stop smiling.Tonight was everything I ever dreamed of. My paintings debuted at the gallery, and I received recognition from some of the most renowned artists in the industry. I glanced at my phone, half-expecting a message from Ethan. He came early but left almost immediately for an emergency meeting. I understood, of course. He always worked hard for us, for our future.I bit my lip, to suppress a smile. I couldn't stop picturing him, waiting for me. Already changed into his sweatpants, lounging on the couch with a glass of whiskey in hand. Maybe he asked the maids to prepare something extraordinary. Maybe he ordered takeout. Maybe he’s waiting to celebrate my success properly.Pulling into the driveway, my heart swelled with anticipation.The house was dark except for the porch light. Strange. Ethan usually makes sure the maids leave a few lights on whenever

Natalie's POV: FIVE YEARS LATER:I sat in my art studio, surrounded by canvases covered in several colors. Some were unfinished, while others were completed yet waiting for meaning. I dragged my brush across the canvas, blending hues of deep blue and ivory. Suddenly, the door was pushed open."Miss Natalie!"A small voice filled the room, followed by hurried footsteps. I turned just as a little boy, no older than six, rushed to my side, clutching a medium-sized whiteboard in his tiny hands. His dark eyes were bright with excitement, his cheeks flushed from running."Did I do it properly?" He asked, his voice tinged with eagerness and a little nervousness.I smiled and set down my brush, placing my palette on the wooden stand beside me. Wiping my paint-streaked hands on my apron, I pulled it off and knelt before him, taking the board from his hands."It's looking great, Kelvin." I praised, scanning the sketch of a small house surrounded by trees, the lines were wobbly

Ethan's POV:The air left my lungs.I swallowed hard. "Can I see her?""She will be moved to a ward soon. You can see her then.""I want a private ward arranged for her,” I said without hesitation. "The best one. The most expensive."The doctor nodded. "I’ll have that done."I barely heard him as he walked away. My gaze was fixed on the doors leading to her.Five years of searching. And now, I could only pray she’d wake up.Suddenly, the door swung open and the nurses wheeled Natalie out on a stretcher. An IV drip was connected to her arm. Bandages covered her head, and legs.She looked nothing like the fiery, stubborn woman I had spent years searching for. She looked... broken. And I hated it.I followed closely as they guided her down the hall. Now and then, one of the nurses would glance at me. But, I ignored them.They entered a private ward and gently transferred her onto the hospital bed. Adjusting the monitors and IV stand, they made their final checks before stepping back.“Sh