Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 931

Even while he was stuck on a remote island recovering, James never lost his grip on the reins of his business empire. The chessboard back home was already shifting. He was like a mastermind, working quietly behind the scenes. Even as he healed, he stayed in control, issuing instructions to his partners across the ocean through encrypted video calls. If someone needed to show up in person, Mini would step in and play his part.

All the chaos and drama were kept far away from Emmy. Her days were still foggy with sleepiness, and her nights were restless and long. Some afternoons, she slept so deeply that she didn’t even realize she’d missed a meal. It always took James calling her name over and over before she finally woke up, bleary-eyed and confused.

More time passed. The medical team ran a full check-up on Emmy. When it was done, the lead doctor handed the report to James.

“Mr. Nelson, your wife’s injuries have completely healed,” he said. “And from what we’ve seen these last few days, her mood has stabilized a lot.” He paused, then added, “The next step is to help her reset her body clock. Some gentle outdoor exercise would be good for her, help her feel tired in a healthy way.”

So James shifted all his work to late at night, clearing his days so he could be with her.

One morning, the sunlight was pouring in. Emmy finished her breakfast, let out a huge yawn, grabbed the wool blanket from the sofa, and headed for her favorite lounge chair. Normally, James would be nearby, working quietly while keeping her company. But today, he stopped her.

“Emmy.”

She mumbled in half-sleep, not interested in talking.

James rolled over to her in his wheelchair, sounding both patient and a little exasperated. “Go change out of your pajamas.”

“I want to take you outside, show you around a little.”

Emmy clutched the blanket like a lifeline, her eyes big and watery. She looked at him with a pout. “I’m so tired… Can I nap first?”

Her voice was soft and sweet, and on most days, James would have caved immediately. If she’d wanted the moon, he would’ve found a way to bring it down for her. But today was different. He needed to be strict, for her own good.

Emmy let out a long sigh and dragged herself off the lounge chair. “Fine…”

She shuffled into the bedroom. It took a while, but when the door finally opened, she had changed into a soft yellow, retro-style plaid dress. The skirt was flowy and moved gently with every step. She pulled a wide-brimmed straw hat low over her face, hiding everything but her small, delicate chin. She looked both relaxed and fresh, like she’d stepped straight out of a French painting.

At the front door of the villa, she saw James waiting for her. He wasn’t in his wheelchair. Instead, he stood tall at the bottom of the steps, dressed in a crisp white linen shirt with the top buttons undone, showing a bit of his collarbone and strong chest. His sleeves were rolled to his elbows, revealing strong, lean forearms. He wore dark, tailored pants that fit perfectly, showing off his long legs.

The sea breeze ruffled his hair, and in the sunlight, his face looked both youthful and strikingly handsome.

Emmy held onto her hat and hurried down the steps.

“Your leg is better?” she asked, eyes wide, staring at his straight legs in disbelief. He’d been in a wheelchair just this morning.