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Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter Three
Nella's POV:The doors were suddenly pushed open and I shut my eyes instinctively. I could hear approaching footsteps, but I continued to feign sleep. “She is still asleep.” I heard a male voice say.“What could be wrong with her?” A familiar female voice asked. “She's pregnant.” The man replied, my eyes flung open when I heard his words.‘How? When?’It finally dawned on me, the night Caitlyn's divorce was announced in the news and she had contacted Oliver for emotional support. He came back home extremely happy and drunk, and that night we had sex for the very first time. The next morning when he woke up he hated me more, he claimed that I took advantage of his drunken state to have my way with him.How did that one night together result in pregnancy?‘Oliver needs to know about this, he will come for me the moment he finds out that I am pregnant with his child.’ I thought.“She is awake.” I heard a male voice announce. Tilting my head to the side, I saw a middle aged man, dresse
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-08Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter Four
Nella's POV:He lets out a deep sigh, squeezed his hands, then relaxed them before saying, “I don’t have time for all this, Nella. Just sign this.” Then he tossed a brown envelope in front of me.I picked up the envelope and started to open it. "What is this? Is it some kind of petition or something?" I asked, still struggling with the seal.“Divorce papers!” He replied and my hands froze in the air.“Y-you are kidding right?”“Do I look like I came all the way here to joke?” He asked, sounding all serious.Tears filled my eyes as I looked at the man I called my husband. “Why are you doing this to me, Oliver? What have I ever done to you to deserve this?”“Honestly, I can’t believe you’re asking me this right now,” he began. “Caitlyn is stuck in a wheelchair for God knows how long, and she has a severe brain injury that I can only pray she recovers from. And you're asking me what you've done to deserve this when you actually deserve even more.”“So this is all because of Caitlyn huh.”
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-08Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter Five
Nella's POV:FIVE YEARS LATER………“Damian!” I called out, tying my hair back with a band.Where could he be? Suddenly, I bumped into someone. Looking up, I saw it was the cook.Sighing deeply, I asked, “Where is he? Please tell me you found him.”“I couldn’t find him,” she replied, her head hung low. “This house is huge; he could be anywhere. I had the maids search everywhere for him. You’ll find him soon, I promise.”“I hope so, Lola. Michael is on his way back, and he hates it when his rest is disturbed.”“Don’t worry, ma'am. We’ll definitely find him before Sir returns, trust me…”“I found him!” someone called out, and we hurried toward the voice.We entered the library and saw a maid standing by the door.“Where is he?” I asked.“Behind the third shelf,” she replied.“You both can leave now,” I instructed. “And please shut the door behind you.”I moved behind the third shelf to find the little boy crouched down, his head hanging low.“What's wrong, baby?” I asked, gently lifting h
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-08Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter 6
Nella's point of view The soft linen rubbed my skin with the scent of antiseptic filling the air.My eyelashes fluttered as the rays of the bulb hit my eyelids.The beeping of a heart monitor echoed from a distance which made me stretch my ears.I took a deep breath, the sterile air making my chest become tight, my eyelids becoming loose, then my vision cleared a dull ache hitting my head as my heart raced, hitting hard on my chest.I tried lifting myself but a sharp force pushed me back from my wrist, sending cold shivers down my spine.I looked to my right, there was a thick metal which chained me to the bedside rail.My eyes wandered around in the room trying to read the room as the hair at the nape of my neck stood, my breathing cutting through the room with my thoughts jolting me out from the world.My eyes trailing my body noting it was dusty from damp concrete, the irritating odour of sweat and urine oozing from my clothes.The cuff and the way it didn't allow me to escape got
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-20Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter 7
Chapter 7Nella's point of view “ You will know soon.” He said, deciding not to tell me why he saved me, he turned his broad shoulders at me, his presence wanting me to talk but calling him would draw attention, unfortunately his actions kept me lost in thought, I had my freedom for a few days.Meanwhile, before he left he stood by the doorway with the doctor talking in low tone before he stared at me, leaving a smirk on his face, the doctor came in removing the cuffs from my hands.The rough hospital gown brushed slightly against my skin, I swinged my legs over the side of the bed, the cold tiles sending a jolt through my feet.My body ached with any slight movement, I insisted and pushed my body forward.Each step towards the door felt like sin, the air filled with bleach and drugs, the weight of the building fell on my shoulders.I stretched my hands for the door handle, my fingers brushing against the metal when a strong hand caught my arm, stopping me halfway gone.I tilted my
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-20Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 8
Nella's point of view I signed the contract with the memory of Oliver hitting my mind, a smile crept through my face, revenge through Micheal.“ Thank you!” I mouthed to no one at sight, I felt a burden fall from my shoulders, it has always been what I wanted and now I was happy.“ Anything to bring Oliver down was worth it.” I said to the nurse, she lifted her eyebrows in confusion.Michael drove me to one of his houses. The mansion was mind blowing. I have seen a lot of buildings but the one in front of was gigantic and intimidating.The house felt empty. I believe I can make peace with this place, but peace isn't something I was assured just by getting my life, at the cost of giving out a secret?It better be just a secret, I thought while trying to climb down the door.“ Wait, I will get that for you.” He said walking to the other side to open the door, my eyes flared in shock wasn't he the mean man I encountered hours ago?I stepped down from the car, he held my hands walking i
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-21Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter 9
Nella's point of view The velvet of my dress clung to my skin, the fabric heavy with the weight of the night. The moment Michael led me through the grand entrance, the air changed, thick with whispers, camera flashes igniting the space like lightning. The scent of champagne, expensive cologne, and polished marble mixed with the tension pressing against my ribs. They were all looking at me.Every step forward felt like walking through fire, the heat of their gazes burning into my skin. The glittering hall stretched endlessly, filled with men in crisp suits and women draped in silk, their eyes flickering between Michael and me with silent speculation. Who was she? Their hushed voices coiled around me, their curiosity sharp, invasive.A swarm of reporters surged forward, their microphones extending like weapons. Questions flew like daggers. "Mr. Hills, is this your wife?" "Mrs. Hills, where have you been all these years?" "Is it true you faked your death?" Their voices overlapped, the
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-21Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . Chapter 10
Nella's point of view Coming up the stage the moments I had earlier replayed in my head, the towering glass walls of Hills Inc. reflected the sky, casting sharp, fractured images of the world outside. My heels clicked against the polished marble floors, echoing in the vast, open space. The air inside carried the scent of fresh coffee, printer ink, and something colder, my shoulders high as my aura dripping with resentment. The moment I stretched my legs into the entrance, the atmosphere shifted, tightening like a noose, as it became hard to take in.A ripple of whispers spread across the lobby, hushed but sharp, my ears collected the sounds.“She really showed up.” A voice, low and filled with amusement with their straight face slightly lifted.“I thought he would’ve been done with her by now.” Another voice came from the end, filled with quiet disdain.My spine remained straight, my expression blank, but under the surface, something inside me curled—not with shame, but with qu
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-22
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Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 39
Michael's point of viewThe rain came in thin sheets, slicking the windows and whispering against the glass like a confession no one wanted to make. My fingers curled tighter around the edge of the desk, knuckles paling beneath the tension. Danielle hadn’t returned my last call. Or the one before that. Silence from her wasn't unfamiliar, but it never came without a price.The office light cast sharp angles across the dark wood of the room. Everything around me was too clean, too still. The kind of quiet that made you realize something had shifted—subtly, but irrevocably.A knock disrupted the hush. It was soft, hesitant."Come in," I said, voice even, betraying nothing.Eliza stepped in, her posture too straight, her face too controlled. That alone made my chest tighten. Eliza never walked on eggshells unless there was something sharp beneath her feet."She went to the old estate," she said, pausing just long enough for her words to sting. "Alone."I didn’t answer. I pushed the chair
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 38
Danielle's Point of ViewThe rain came without warning, crashing against the windows like a thousand tiny drums, drowning the silence in Michael's study. I stood near the fireplace, its warmth brushing my skin, though it did nothing to ease the cold growing beneath it. The flames danced but gave no comfort.Michael had been gone for hours. He left with one promise clinging to his back like a shadow: tonight, it ends.I didn’t ask how. I didn’t need to. The look in his eyes had been enough.The storm outside matched the one twisting inside me. I paced, palms damp, heartbeat caught between anticipation and dread. My mind replayed everything that led us here. Every betrayal. Every deal. Every kiss that lingered too long. Every moment I convinced myself I didn’t care.A sharp knock split the air.I turned.The door creaked open.Michael stood there, soaked to the bone, hair clinging to his forehead, blood trickling from his lip.He didn’t speak at first. Just stepped in slowly, eyes locki
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 37
Danielle’s Point of ViewThe wind howled outside the mansion as if echoing the storm inside me. I stood at the edge of the hallway, the lights dim, casting long shadows along the marble floors. Michael hadn’t returned since the meeting. Hours had passed, and each second dug its claws deeper into my chest. Something was wrong. I felt it not in my mind, but in the quiet protest of my bones, in the chill that refused to leave my skin.The staff moved like ghosts around me, their eyes dropping whenever I passed. They knew something, or maybe they sensed it too. The air felt heavy, like it was holding its breath with me.My phone buzzed on the console table beside the stairs. I didn’t rush. I couldn’t. My body was too tightly wound, my heart too loud in my ears. I picked it up slowly, the screen casting a pale glow against my face. One message. One name.Leo."It’s done. The board’s vote was unanimous. He’s out."I didn’t breathe. I stared at the words until they blurred. My thumb hovered
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 36
Danielle's Point of ViewThe silence in the study wasn't silent at all.It buzzed. Low, constant, like the humming of invisible wires strung too tight between me and the man sitting across from me. Michael sat there, hands steepled under his chin, his gaze unreadable, unreadably dangerous.I stood with my arms folded, the firelight catching the edge of my bracelet—a gift from him, but tonight it felt like a shackle.He hadn't spoken in minutes.Neither had I.But it wasn't silence. Not really.It was the tension that spoke, the quiet that screamed."Say it," I said finally, my voice thin but not weak.His eyes didn't blink. "You met with Elijah."I swallowed.He already knew."And you already knew that when you asked me to sit down. So what is this? A performance?"Michael rose slowly from his chair, the leather creaking under the shift of his weight. He moved toward the window, hands in his pockets, the movement deceptively casual."You went alone."The window reflected both of us. M
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 35
Danielle's Point of ViewThe rain painted the glass in streaks, soft drumming tapping against the tall windows of Michael's study. The fire crackled in the hearth, but no warmth reached me. I stood at the far end of the room, arms wrapped around myself, watching the storm blur the night into nothing. The silence between us had stretched for too long, taut like a string on the edge of snapping.Michael was behind me, his presence unmistakable even in silence. I didn’t need to turn to know his posture—hands in his pockets, gaze fixed, unreadable. The way he looked at me lately... like he was seeing more than I wanted him to. Like he was waiting for something I hadn't decided to give."You haven’t said a word in hours," he finally murmured.His voice didn’t startle me. It never did. It crawled beneath my skin, settled there, and stayed."What would you like me to say?" I asked, my voice low, almost swallowed by the storm.He didn’t answer immediately. I heard the faint creak of the leath
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 34
Danielle's point of viewThe warmth of Michael's hand still lingered against mine as I sat in the quiet of my bedroom, the fire flickering low in the hearth. The silence felt different now—not sharp or cold, but suspended, like a breath waiting to be exhaled. I stared at the shadows dancing across the ceiling, replaying his words.You are more.It should have felt validating. It should have filled the spaces I had carved inside myself to survive. But instead, it unearthed something deeper, something I wasn't ready to name.The moonlight pooled across the floor, bathing the marble in silver. I stepped toward the window, pulling the curtain aside. The garden below was still, the roses trimmed, the hedges perfect. Too perfect.Just like everything else in this house.I heard him before I saw him. Michael's gait, deliberate and slow, the whisper of his shoes against the hall runner. I didn't move when the door opened.He paused at the threshold. For a moment, neither of us said a word."I
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 33
Michael's point of viewThe hallway lights flickered once as I leaned against the polished marble column, the low hum of the chandelier above me swinging in rhythm with the silence Danielle left behind. Her scent still lingered in the space, sharp like defiance and warm like grief. I had memorized the sound of her heels—three clicks short of the door, then nothing. She hadn’t looked back.My fingers curled tighter around the glass I hadn’t sipped. The whiskey burned more in thought than taste.I had seen it in her eyes before she left: not anger. Worse. Restraint. She hadn’t yelled, hadn’t fought. She had walked away with grace carved from stone. That was how I knew I’d gone too far.Ed's voice echoed in my head, something he'd said weeks ago, about knowing when to stop testing the fire before you end up burned. But I had struck matches for years. It was how I controlled the chaos. It was how I learned who people truly were.But Danielle? She was the first person who refused to flinch
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 32
Daniella's point of view The hallway felt colder than it should. My bare feet brushed over the marble as I walked, my body trembling—not from the chill, but from the war inside me. I could still hear him. I love you. The words rang in my ears like sirens. Not soft. Not sweet. They came out like a confession from a man on the edge of losing everything.And I didn’t know what terrified me more—that he meant them… or that I wanted to believe him.I gripped the banister as I descended the staircase, my nails digging into the polished wood. My breath came in shallow pulls. Not from exertion. From restraint. If I let go for even a second, the dam inside me would burst. And I couldn't afford to break. Not now. Not when everything was unraveling.Michael had the file.Michael had always had the truth.My father’s blood was still fresh in my memory. Still dripping in my dreams. And the man who claimed to love me had been holding the blade of that truth the entire time.I reached the bottom st
Billionaire Ex Wants Her Back . chapter 31
Michael's point of view I sat in the study, the firelight casting long shadows against the shelves, licking the edges of the leather-bound history I had inherited but never asked for. The glass in my hand sweated beneath my fingers. Bourbon—something sharp and heavy enough to anchor the mess clawing at my chest.Danielle’s perfume still clung to the air. Something floral, but grounded. Like her—elegant, poised, yet rooted in something too real for the world I’d tried to fit her into. I’d watched her tonight. Really watched her. She was unraveling, but not in the way I expected. Not from weakness. From strength. It should have pleased me.It didn’t.The door creaked open behind me.“Are you going to sit in the dark all night?” Vincent asked.I didn’t look at him. “Maybe.”He moved closer, poured himself a drink without asking. That’s how we operated—on habit, not invitation.“She’s slipping through your fingers,” he said after a beat.I turned slowly. “You think I don’t know that?”“S
