Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 241

James finished reading the news and turned his eyes to Emmy.

Her profile was tight, fragile, like she might shatter if anyone touched her.

He didn’t say anything. He just watched her quietly.

When the storm in her eyes finally faded, he spoke, his voice calm and steady, the kind that made you feel safe just listening to it.

“Life’s like riding down a river. You’ll meet all kinds of people—some will go with the flow right beside you, some will fight against the current, and others will just pass by, splashing you as they go.”

“So don’t worry about where the tide is heading. Just remember, the ones who truly move with you, even if it’s only for a moment, are the ones worth holding onto.”

Emmy glanced up from her phone, a little startled.

For a second, the hard lines of his face seemed softer, almost wise. It reminded her of that mysterious old lady from the nursing home—the one who always knew exactly what to say when Emmy was lost, pulling her out of the mud with just a few words.

A smile tugged at Emmy’s lips. “Thank you. I think I get it now.”

She added, “You’ve got to look ahead, but you also have to notice the people right next to you. The ones who really care about you? They’re your whole world. Everyone else is just passing dust. If it gets in your eyes, you blink it away. When the wind blows on, you just let it go.”

James raised his brows, a crooked grin playing at the corners of his mouth.

“No need to thank me next time. If you really want to show your gratitude, maybe try something a little more... hands-on. That’s more my style.”

Emmy’s cheeks flamed. This guy couldn’t stay serious for more than three seconds.

She decided to ignore him. “I’m going to check on Mom.”

In the next room, Teresa was glued to her phone, scrolling through news updates.

She stopped cold at Cooper’s apology letter, where he took all the blame on himself. The words ripped right through her. The pain was so sharp, it was hard to breathe.

She opened her messages with Cooper.

The last one from him was still there, sent that morning.

Teresa, could you ask Emmy to let me in to see you? I know I messed up. I really miss you...

Teresa stared at it, feeling nothing but bitter irony.

More than twenty years of marriage, all his schemes behind her back, all the things he’d done to her and their daughter—and now, for the sake of his illegitimate child, he was playing the victim.

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