All Chapters of The Rise of the Betrayed Billionaire's Ex-Wife: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Inside the luxurious hospital room, Baby David was still lying weakly on his bed. His small body wrapped in a thick blanket, his face pale with an IV tube attached to his tiny hand, a rare disorder that attacked Baby David's blood vessels made his body run a high fever and a red rash appeared on several parts of his skin. The doctor had explained that intensive care had to be taken to prevent serious complications. At the side of the bed, Damian sat with a tense face, his fingers tightly gripping his son's weak hand. He had barely slept all night, watching David anxiously. Every time his son gave a little whimper in his sleep, he immediately panicked, making sure the doctor was on standby. However, in another corner of the room, Isabella sat on the sofa casually, as if she didn't care about her son's condition. She was busy scrolling through her phone screen, her eyes sparkling as she saw the latest post about Queen Elisabeth's latest jewelry collection. "Wow... the designs are a

Inside their luxurious room, Isabella sat in front of the makeup mirror, polishing her face quietly. Occasionally, she glanced at Damian who was sitting on the sofa with an annoyed expression. "What do you mean she refused?" Isabella's voice was shrill when Damian finally told her the bad news. Damian rubbed his face roughly. "The admin said they don't accept private orders. I tried offering any price, but she refused." Isabella snorted loudly, putting down the lipstick in her hand roughly. "No way! I'm sure that Queen Elisabeth is just selling out. Doesn't she know who I am? I'm your wife, Damian! They should be honored if I wear their jewelry." Damian gave her a sharp look. "You think your status can buy you anything? Queen Elisabeth has her own rules, and she doesn't care who you are!" Isabella rose from her chair, approaching Damian with a face full of anger. "Then you're going to let her reject us just like that? Are you my husband or not? You should be able to get what

Isabella sat on the sofa of her luxurious home, a look of irritation on her face. In her hand, the cell phone she had just used to contact Tamara was still vibrating softly. She typed a message angrily. Tamara: [I'm sorry, Miss Isabella. Miss Queen Elisabeth cannot take your order because her schedule is very tight. She currently has many other projects to attend to].Isabella's eyes rounded, then without thinking, she immediately replied. Isabella: [What do you mean? I paid three times as much! Are you refusing that much money?!]There was no instant reply from Tamara, making Isabella's blood boil even more. Isabella: [Tell that designer to make a design for me! I want special jewelry from Queen Elisabeth!]A few seconds later, a reply finally came through. Tamara: [I'm sorry, but this decision is final.]Isabella stared at her phone screen with bated breath. Her anger boiled over, and she violently slammed her phone on the floor. BRAK!Damian, who had just entered the livi

That morning, Elena was busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for her three daughters. The smell of toast filled the small room. Katty and Delya were already sitting at the dining table, waiting enthusiastically. However, Olivia was still standing by the kitchen door, her face looking glum. "Olivia, why are you so quiet? Come on, have breakfast," Elena said as she put the plate on the table. Olivia bit her lip, then looked down. "Mommy..." her voice was low, almost a whisper. Elena stopped what she was doing and looked at Olivia carefully. "What's wrong, honey?" Olivia took a deep breath, then looked at Elena with teary eyes. "There's a family event tomorrow at school. All my friends are coming with their moms and dads..." Elena immediately understood where this was going. She gently rubbed Olivia's head. "Honey, Mommy can come with you." "But my friends say that Daddy has to be there too..." Olivia squeezed the hem of her shirt. "Mommy... can you ask Daddy to come?"

Nathan came out of the bathroom with a slightly red face. He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling awkward about what had just happened. Elena stood by the table, equally awkward. She avoided Nathan's gaze, fiddling with her own fingers, trying to ease the uneasiness in her chest. Nathan took a deep breath, then finally said, "Sorry." Elena turned her head. "For what?" Nathan rubbed his face. "I got carried away. I shouldn't have..." He trailed off, then looked at Elena. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." Elena was silent for a moment before shaking her head softly. "It wasn't just you. I was wrong too, Mr. Nathan. I... I enjoyed your touch too, and that... shouldn't have happened." Nathan felt his chest pounding at Elena's words. He stared at her silently, trying to read the expression on her face. "Elena," Nathan finally stepped forward, unconsciously pulling Elena into his arms. Elena widened her eyes. "Mr. Nathan-" "One thing I want to know," Nathan whispere