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

Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Hospital Shura

Word Count: 1208    |    Released on: 16/10/2025

re her gaze landed on the unfamiliar man

m felt like a lifeline tossed in

iced ease, then offered her a war

ng a grave when I saw you passed out. Ca

ng both hands around the cup. The warmth seeped

the glass, eyes flicking around in searc

ged it in. Tried calling your emergen

ncy contact"

w-he couldn't even pi

t. She lowered her head, staring into the

, and the only person by her

Henry cleared his throat lightly

ing a while and didn't even int

azed his rough, dry palm. When their gazes met, her dark eyes were

oria

me while you were out...

She shook her head slowly. That kind of love-gentle, wholehear

as oddly relieved, which caught him off g

wasn't sure what you'd like, so I just

at his profile

did look

in fate, not with her job. But

saw how hard she was struggling... and

e didn't even notice-gazing at something only she could see. Hi

ckly, patting the stain on his shirt wit

toria's eyes set

by. Not a sing

isappeared today, wou

a coat and slipped it over her shoulders,

t waste any

happened to Gina. Who set her

it far when her visi

efore-it was a miracle the IV

wall to steady herself,

as already empty. Only the IV line was still sway

d, Henry's chest tightened. Fearing somethin

the hallway, he spotted

you need rest. And look at you, no shoes? You'r

crouched slightly,

hands, stopping his, her ra

cares or not... it's a

ry noticed was whet

straight back to a memory years ago.

y the same ki

. Letting him help her up, they sl

get sick again. He crouched in front

. She wasn't that delicate-plus, they'd on

e even reached for her ha

cto

e rang from n

her head in

ee Isabella and Theodore-togethe

t picked up her calls... hadn't even checked

mmed into her chest,

ses and doctors walked past, but the four of

ore than that, it

zeroing in on the man and woman s

was the one the nurses had b

knew eac

urrowed. Victoria

d on Henry's face... an

ij

imilar features, sure,

hand, clutching Henry's arm-and his li

huh? So she just

eally hasn'

s? All this chaos-just because of some guy? You actuall

" Her voice trembled, e

n one q

ight-up j

w deep his p

and into his pocket, s

e snapped at Henry. "You're just a

e knew enough to step in. He glanced at Victori

mouth," he said sharply, pl

side of his face-it w

ice around her heart beg

stepped forward, and

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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?”