Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 584

Wiona caught the meaning in Jace’s words right away. She could hear the danger underneath, clear as day. And for Conrad, who always saw through people, it was even more obvious.

Conrad just laughed, short and cold. “Wiona and I were always meant to meet,” he said. “And I was destined to fall for her.”

It was never just about the babies. She was the one he’d been searching for, even if Jace didn’t need to know that.

Wiona shot a sideways look, her brows drawn tight. “Mr. Salisbury, I hope we never have to see each other again.” She slipped her arm through Conrad’s and didn’t look back. “Let’s go, honey.”

Conrad’s smile was all satisfaction. “Whatever you say, sweetheart.” He reached out, resting his hand protectively on Wiona’s belly, and together they walked away, leaving all the old drama behind in that stairwell.

Jace leaned against the wall, trying not to collapse. His legs felt useless. It took him a minute to snap out of it, the ringing in his ears slowly fading. Somewhere below, an ambulance siren wailed, echoing up the stairwell.

“Help me... please...” Kellen was sprawled on top of John, her voice raw with pain. “It hurts... it hurts so much... Jace, help me... I love you... Please believe me, I’ve only ever loved you... Jace...”

The paramedics rushed Kellen to the hospital, where she was diagnosed with a broken back. The break was bad, so bad the doctors said she might never walk again. John, on the other hand, got off easy. Just a concussion, nothing compared to Kellen’s injuries.

As soon as John heard Kellen might be paralyzed, he grabbed the ring and ran. But the Salisbury family wasn’t about to let him get away. Jace reported the stolen ring, and the next day police caught John on a bus leaving town. He kept shouting that his daughter gave him the ring, that he was innocent, but with Kellen barely hanging on, she couldn’t exactly back him up.

A couple days later, the police got a file about John’s past—he’d trafficked a girl years ago. They dug up the evidence, arrested him, and charged him properly this time.

So they brought her back from the edge.

When Jace came to see her, Kellen’s hands were strapped to the bed rails so she couldn’t hurt herself again. She glared at him, eyes burning with hate. “Why?” she demanded. “Why are you doing this to me? If you hate me so much, just let me die! Why do you get to decide if I live or die?”

Jace just stood there, arms crossed, watching her lose it. He didn’t say a word until she finally ran out of tears and strength. His voice was cold as ice. “Of course I get to decide. Don’t forget, Kellen, we’re married.”

He leaned down, close to her ear, his words slow and sharp. “You tricked me into marrying you when I lost my memory, remember? That means I can refuse to sign your surgery forms, or I can sign whatever I want. Right now, I’m your only legal guardian.”

He straightened up, looking her dead in the eye. “With a husband like me, what more could you possibly want?”