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Too Late to Beg, Mr. Billionaire: Your Ex-Wife Has Moved On

Too Late to Beg, Mr. Billionaire: Your Ex-Wife Has Moved On

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Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Repair corpse

Word Count: 1174    |    Released on: 16/10/2025

he air was already

badly damaged, multiple parts torn up, with gaping holes revealing ra

mutilated bey

indicate perimortem torture. Estimated post-mortem interval exceeded 72 hours at

demands craniofacial restoration within 48 hours-they specifically requested your

woman in the c

ore a crisp white shirt and jeans-slim frame, maybe too

ubled looks. "That's impossible. Minimu

the disfigured corpse for

ned. This girl thinks she ca

ed pleased, handing

p her out, okay? The reference p

quick nod and sa

She'd been with them nearly six months-amazin

ush the body into a small cle

, and rolled up her sleeves, pale wrists and slender fingers showin

olid kind of cold. M

lashes lowered, side p

out the body f

ho looked like she migh

cotton into the no

ria didn't coddle her. Straigh

directness, but obeyed. Her hand

d, she worked caref

could recreate an entire face from just

arrived, something cracked

cture of a

bbed straight into her heart. H

man's long-lost heiress in Abyndale, reuni

he wa

Chloe noticed her strang

ria's face turned cold ag

emotion and buri

a's body had bee

ed up on screen-his face full of grief. He offered a reward of ten million for the capture of the suspect.The silver s

sing her a bit before saying,

ing unreadable fla

ust wanna go

changing expression. Pulling off the white lab

red and h

whispers started buzz

? What's her background anyway? She's been her

gh-maybe she's som

, already convinced Victoria had take

hrough the door and had just changed ou

she saw Theodore

ry diamond cufflinks, the light carv

his gaze cool and distan

she could smell the faint cologne o

nd walked toward him.

before he pulled her into his arms,

hol, but tonight, he

eyes, and before she could sa

body reconstruction, she clung to that sudd

en them grew thick with desire. They didn't even make it to

spun ou

safe

d, already ign

icate, seemed to glow in the shadows. Theodore's hands found her waist with quiet authority, steady and assured-just li

nother scent. Light but sharp, it

woman's

closed, but now t

her lip, she forced herself to ask with red-rimmed eyes,

with him did she come undone-lost in emotion, overwhelmed

never even dared

they had insta

t her, before his lips cu

you weren't picturing Elijah Brooks too?

like a knife straig

em still caught in suc

es inside her, pushed herself off him, and with s

airs, his cold voic

back. Let's g

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Too Late to Beg, Mr. Billionaire: Your Ex-Wife Has Moved On
Too Late to Beg, Mr. Billionaire: Your Ex-Wife Has Moved On
“Three years ago, billionaire Theodore Chambers handed Victoria Ellis divorce papers with cold eyes and colder words-all for the sake of his first love, Isabella Waters. Victoria didn't cry. She didn't beg. She simply signed her name, walked out of that golden cage, and disappeared from the world of the rich. What the world didn't expect. Was for the discarded ex-wife to rise from the ashes-not as a socialite, but as the world's most sought-after reconstructive mortician. Behind every high-profile crime scene and closed casket, she was the one restoring dignity to the dead-and building a name powerful enough to shake law enforcement and the elite alike. Now, at a funeral of all places, their paths cross again. She stands beside another man, radiant, untouchable. He watches in disbelief-his ex-wife, no longer his. "You handle corpses every day. Aren't you afraid of bad luck?" he growls, grabbing her wrist. She smiles coldly. "In my heart, the grass over your grave has already grown two meters tall." But fate has one final card to play. When Victoria finds Theodore lying in a pool of blood, clutching an old photo of her, everything unravels. Was it too late after all? Or is love just another body she's not willing to reconstruct?”