All Chapters of Second Marriage to the Billionaire: Ex-Husband Begs Me Not to Go: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Aria had caused Linda’s death.She was the guilty one.Criminals had no right to negotiate.She was the one who destroyed their relationship, so what right did she have to ask for a divorce?She should stay in the Spencer family forever to atone for Linda!With these thoughts, Larry's eyes grew dark with something almost frightening,”Lucy, don't worry. Aria harmed your sister, and I won't let her go easily. She can't leave the Spencer family. She must stay to pay for her sins for the rest of her life."Lucy, who had been pretending to be pitiful, felt her chest tremble with anger at his words.She had mentioned Linda specifically to push them toward a quick divorce! Who wanted him to keep Aria trapped in the Spencer family forever?...Aria knew nothing of Lucy's failed scheme.After asking Dr. Alexander about her mother and brother's conditions, she felt reassured enough to visit her mother first.Aria's mother was named Rachel Williams. The Williams was considered a middle

James had grown up alongside Aria, always following in her footsteps since childhood. The siblings shared a deep bond—in other words, James was the ideal brother.Aria never bullied her brother, but James would challenge himself. Even as a small boy, before he could walk steadily, he would proudly save his allowance money in a Hallmark card each year, saying he would support his sister.When Aria was in her early teens, she was afraid of insects. James, at five or six years old, was afraid too, but he would still rush out with his small sand castle shovel to kill bugs, reassuring her, "Don't be scared, sis."As he grew older, he started cooking for Aria. He knew exactly what she liked and disliked. He would even fuss when she wore a slightly shorter skirt on a cool autumn day. Aria often joked that her brother was like a little grandfather, always nagging her.But James only acted this way with her. He was simply a brother protecting his sister.Back then, Aria was somewhat willfu

After seeing James and knowing he wasn't depressed about his legs, Aria felt relieved.Mentally exhausted from the past few days, she fell into a deep sleep against the car window as soon as she got in. The driver wasn't going particularly slowly, and occasionally her head would hit the window with a "thud" sound."Drive more carefully," Archer frowned, reaching out to pull her closer, letting her head rest on his shoulder.The driver immediately slowed down.Seeing how deeply she was sleeping, Archer slightly narrowed his eyes. "Go to the apartment."The driver was surprised, "Mr. Duncan, weren't we supposed to take Miss Jackson home?""That can wait."The driver swallowed his words and silently raised the partition behind the front seats.The car changed direction, and Archer's gaze fell on her fair profile. His expression seemed to carry a hint of tenderness that was difficult to detect.His phone rang. Archer frowned, intending to hang up, but when he saw it was his grandm

"I'm not picky, anything is fine," Aria hesitated before shaking her head in response.Archer nodded and went into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator to take out some vegetables, moving with apparent skill—clearly a man who had lived abroad.Aria walked over somewhat awkwardly to ask, "Do you need any help?"It was her first visit to Archer's home, and he was already cooking for her. Since they weren't very familiar yet, she genuinely felt embarrassed.Archer was already washing the vegetables."Perhaps you could help me tie the apron strings."Aria, who had been waiting to eat, approached with flushed cheeks. Her hands trembled slightly as she picked up the strings, but this action nearly required her to embrace the man's firm waist, causing both her ears and face to redden.Her mind flashed back to Archer's mention of six-pack abs that day in the car, making her face grow even hotter.She couldn't help taking a deep breath as her fingertips trembled while tying the strin

Aria watched the man's tall, imposing figure and unconsciously rubbed her fingertips. She walked step by step into the kitchen, her gaze falling on his long, elegant hands.His palms were broad yet slender, with prominent knuckles. The veins on the back of his hands appeared and disappeared with his movements.They were hands with a powerful presence—full of strength and beauty."Mr. Duncan's hands are too beautiful for washing dishes as well."Archer looked down at her, "You make a good point, which is why there's a dishwasher." He pointed to the dishwasher on the other side.Why didn't he say so earlier...Aria's cheeks puffed up slightly, looking exactly like an angry chipmunk.Archer couldn't help but smile, but then heard Aria say dryly, with her head lowered. "The rain has stopped. I should go home."It was still early, but she felt awkward and didn't want to stay any longer.The man dried his hands, his gaze slowly settling on Aria's face. "Weren't you interested in the