Mirabelle's POV.
Five Years Later. "Mummy, where is Daddy? I can't seem to see him anywhere." The little girl next to me complained while pouting her lips. Her green orbs scanned the crowded airport for her daddy. She's my second child out of the triplets and also daddy's girl amongst them. Sometimes, I couldn't help but wonder why girls are so close to their dads. Maybe because Dad makes them feel secure...? "Be patient, Mika. Besides, we are not outside yet. Once we make it out, then I'm sure we will find Daddy," Mika's eldest brother, Skyler, reassured. Skyler was the most mature amongst them and didn't give me a headache the way the 'Daddy's girl' did. "Yayy! We are going to find Dad!" My third baby, my meatball Tyler, repeated Skyler's words over and over again, jumping around excitingly. "Daddy!!!" They all beamed out immediately. They set eyes on their handsome Dad standing beside his luxurious Mercedes as he patiently waited for us at the parking lot. My triplets ran into the welcoming arms of their Dad, hugging him tightly. "We missed you so much, Daddy," They confessed in sync, showering his face with kisses. My stern expression melted into a smile as I watched them share a heartfelt moment with Noah, their dad. "I missed my babies too! Hehe," Noah chuckled, playfully roughened our boy's raven hair, and then pecked his little princess on her cheek. "Mrs Mirabelle, I am so sorry for arriving late." My PA apologized once she got out of the cab, running up to me. I walked straight into the Mercedes as the driver put our luggage into the boot. "There was so much traffic on the way so I was unable to arrive early. I thought by getting here earlier, I would help you care for the kids..." "It's fine. It's not your job to handle the kids. Your job is to be my PA, so keep to that," I said to her from the window as she stood outside. "Yes, ma'am," Jamie bowed then suddenly sprung her head up like she remembered something important. "Ma'am, there's a company that wants to cooperate with us. I don't know if I should add the company to the list of companies we'd work with because according to my findings... The company is about going bankrupt and I don't think it would do us any good if we agree to work with them." "What company is that?" "It's the Davies Company," Jamie blurted out. Dang! Those rascals... I tried to remain calm, but my fingers curled into a hard fist on their own accord, till my knuckles turned white. Clenching my jaw, my worst memories flooded into my head like a movie, but I remained calm. I felt the urge for vengeance from the last five years swirling within me again, to make them know that they can't mess with The Davies Heiress and go scot-free. It never happened before, and it won't start now. I would take this as my perfect chance, opportunity, and timing to make them pay and regret ever messing with me! Those bastards were busy ruining my father's company after stealing it away from me and still had the guts to want to cooperate with me? Scoffs. Very ignorant fools. They could not even do simple research to know who they planned on cooperating with. "Add them up. Also, send them an attendance invitation card. I'd love to see them at the opening party." A cunning smile curled up my lip as I relaxed backward on the headrest of my chair. My PA can't help gazing at me like I was insane, and I won't deny it. I was insane, I've lost It over the years and learned how to be crafty, calculative, and strategic with the help of my husband. Now, I returned to New York to take back everything they took from me and make them suffer horribly if I must. Two Nights Later... Standing around me were my business partners and other wealthy men in the country who came to me a few minutes ago to congratulate me on the branch opening of the M.S. Group In New York. I aimed to stretch my company across different countries worldwide. I suggested my plans to Noah that we should build one here; even though I had a lot of bad memories in the country, he agreed to it without second thoughts. He trusted my decisions so much that it became contagious and made me hardly have doubts about the steps I would take, whether now or in the future. I didn't care how long it might take to grow this business in every part of the world, but I knew with the help and guidance of my husband, it would become a reality one day. Once they dispersed, leaving me standing alone, I casually sipped on my wine as my gaze darted to the entrance of the hall, expecting those bastards who almost ruined me If Noah hadn't stepped into my life five years ago. Not seeing them walk in, my gaze wandered around the crowded hall in search of them. Perhaps they might have walked in while I was still discussing with my business partners a moment ago. "Take a look at who we found! It's my unfaithful ex-wife who went around bedding her lovers while she was married to me five years ago!” A voice that I've never forgotten mocked me from behind.Mirabelle's POV"Take a look at who we found! It's my unfaithful ex-wife who went around bedding her lovers when she was married to me five years ago!” A voice that I've never forgotten mocked me from behind.Hmm, guess I was not wrong after all. They got in while I was not watching. But I believe it's time the party gets started with the help of these baboons. The guest turned their gazes towards me, curious to know what the ruckus was about. "I wonder how you got in here… Mirabelle Estella Davies..?” Ken said as he walked around me slowly and then stopped before me. "Were the guards dozing off when you sneaked into this party or…” "Or she came in with a sugar daddy. That could be the only reasonable reason she's able to be dressed like this," Mitchelle butted in, taking a moment to scan my outfit from my head down to my toe, Jealousy obvious in her eyes. "She must have slept with him and many other men after she was kicked into the streets. The same way she slept with a pimp
Noah's POV."Nonsense! You are not my brother's wife! You are not and you will never be! And you see those three bastards you refer to as your kids?" Ken said, pointing his fucking deranged fingers at my babies. "They do not belong to the Sylvester's! There is no way on earth that I will allow a slut like you to be married to my brother! Not on my watch, you hear me?!" Ken raised his voice at my wife and that was it! I lost it at that moment and could no longer stand back and watch him abuse my wife and children, at least not on my watch even if he turned out to be my damned brother! I let out a sharp hiss, took a large step forward as I planned on throwing two or three punches to his guts then wrapping my fingers around his neck as I gave him a chilling warning capable of putting him in his place but I felt a familiar gentle hand hold onto my wrist, stopping me from moving.I looked over my shoulder and saw Mira shake her head slightly, her eyes soft as she silently asked me not t
Mitchelle's POV. What is this husband of mine saying? When I told him not to say anything, he still went ahead and spilled everything out in the open, and now he planned on letting my father-in-law know about it. Gosh! *Smacks forehead mentally*This man needs to be kicked in the ass to set his brain straight! Did he forget that he already signed the contract to work with the M.S. group, which is owned by my fucking sister?! My palms felt sweaty as my gaze darted from Ken to Noah, and then to Estella, who was standing next to Noah, my brother-in-law.Estella's hand was wrapped around Noah's right bicep, and a satisfied grin adorned her ‘ugly face.’ Now I see why she refused to retort at me when I trolled her. It was because she is now Ken's half-brother's wife and also the owner of the M.S. Group of Companies Ken had always wanted to sign with! But even with all this jealousy and contempt I have towards her, I am still not as stupid as Ken to not know what I am supposed to do.
Mitchelle's povBut if I leave just like that, it would mean I'm not being sincere and regretful. Cause I would be expected to still beg her continuously.Sigh... I've got to do it. But this time, Ken must plead along with me and not stand behind me while glaring at me like he's disgustingly ashamed of me.I got on my feet, ran up to Ken, and pulled his hand, "Come on, Ken. Maybe if we pleaded together, Sis Estella would forgive us cause we were both the ones who wronged her. We should plead for her forgiveness together, Ken," I cried out loudly as I pulled on his arm, but this man refused to come with me as he steeled up his whole body from moving an inch.I gave him a sharp glare with my eyes, then hugged him like I was breaking down into tears. "My sister wouldn't forgive me, Ken. What can I do without her," I cried out louder, pounding hard on his chest like I was feeling hurt and broken from the depths of my heart. I used the chance of hitting on his chest to whisper some words
Mirabelle's POV. After Mitchelle and Ken left the party, the celebration carried on smoothly. Although some of the paparazzi still came up to me for some questions, thankfully, the guards and Noah handled them carefully.Noah gave some answers to their questions while leaving some unanswered for sensitive reasons.We left the event hall after everything was said and done because it was a rented property.I was the one who brought up the idea of renting an event hall cause I did not want to disclose the location of my home to the Media or anyone else.I've always wanted a peaceful home, and that's what I am working towards. Once we arrived home, Noah helped me prepare dinner while I gave my babies a bath cause I'm sure they'd be worn out by now. After they were done bathing and eating, I put them to bed in their bedroom.I told the boys stories about Peter Pan and then told Mika a Rapunzel story, but they refused to go to sleep, asking me tons of questions about Ken and Mitchelle,
Mirabelle's POV After I had my bath, I felt better than I did before when I snuck into the room a few minutes back.I smiled seductively at him and he raised an eyebrow at me, amusement displayed on his succulent plump pink lips as he stared back at me I couldn't help biting on my lower lip, recollecting how soft his lip tasted while we kissed during the party.As I walked towards the bed, I purposely swayed my hips in an attempt to arouse him again. "What are you up to?" Noah threw back my question from earlier, his eyes never leaving mine as they sometimes traveled down to my boobs and my swaying hips, making me giggle lightly as I stopped on his side of the bed"How about I fulfill your request?" I asked in a whisper and Noah immediately sat up on the bed, his eyes shimmering with excitement In them."You're serious?" He asked doubtfully, 'cause I've played him a lot of times before.Every little thing I did always turned him on, so sometimes I usually used it to make fun of him
Mirabelle's POV."Mummy, why were you crawling underneath the blanket?" Mika asked curiously as her bright eyes gaped at me.I began scanning my head for an excuse to give to her as my lips parted to say some words only for it to end up closing again as I swallowed hard, the taste of Noah's precum going down my throat."Why are you looking so terrified, mum?" Tyler questioned as he climbed up the bed and lay next to me, but the moment he touched my skin, he raised his head at me with his perfectly shaved brows arched as he reached out his hand to touch my face. "You're sweating," He remarked, and my eyes stretched wide open like I'd been caught doing something really bad...Okay, maybe giving Noah a BJ tonight might have been a bad idea after all cause what the hell am I supposed to say to my kids right now?! What explanation do I give to them?! That, oh my dear kids, I was just relieving your father of his sexual urge. After all, we've been away from each other for so long now.Jee
Ken's POV.During the drive back home in the cab, I often raked my fingers through my hair out of frustration, realizing that I was a fool to have ditched Mira! I shouldn't have thrown her out of my life the way I did five years ago. She was lovely, beautiful, innocent, and everything any man would wish for in a wife, but I was just a dickhead! I fucked up the moment I planned on setting her up with a pimp! Now, take a look at who my precious ex-wife ended up with.It was my damn fucking half-brother, who I despised so much! I grind my teeth harshly, letting out a sharp hiss every second as I rake through my hair over again. The cab driver stole glances at me from the rearview mirror each time I lashed out, which was very much expected due to how annoyed and remorseful I was currently feeling.I regretted ever leaving my sweet Mirabelle who later ended up in the dirty hands of Noah Sylvester. I never considered Noah as my brother in any way cause I've always hated him. My hatr
Morgana's POV:FIVE YEARS LATER………“Noah!” 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 in her white apron and cap. Sighing deeply, I asked, “Where is he? Please tell me you found him.”“I couldn’t find him, Ma'am,” She replied, her head hung low. “This house is huge; he could be anywhere. I had the maids search everywhere for him. We’ll find him soon, I promise.”“I hope so, Lola. Xavier 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 curtly. “You both can leave now,” I instructed. “And please shut the door behind you.”I moved behind the third shelf to find my sweet pie crouched down, his head hanging low.“What's
Morgana's POV: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 and impatient. Tears filled my eyes as I looked at the man I called my husband. “Why are you doing this to me, Simon? What have I ever done to you to deserve this?”“Honestly, I can’t believe you’re asking me this right now,” He began. “Marilyn 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 more!”“So this is all because of Marilyn huh?” I asked, staring deeply at him. “I am telling you I didn't push her off the fucking stairs. She fell while trying to push me down.”“Why should I believe you?” He sneered
Morgana'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 Marilyn's divorce was announced in the news and she had contacted Simon 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?‘Simon 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
Morgana's POV:“You are under arrest for attempting to murder Miss. Marilyn Pearce.” Agent Cooper began. ‘Attempted murder? Under arrest?’ My mind suddenly began to race. “Simon, are you aware of this?” I asked turning to face him, there was absolutely no way he would allow these men take me in. This was obviously one of Marilyn's schemes. “All your questions will be answered in court, Mrs. Langston.” Agent Cooper said coldly. “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you cannot afford one, an attorney will be provided for you.” He said, as he moved in to cuff me.“She tried to push me, I moved away and she fell, that's all!” I protested, crying bitterly.“I suggest you cooperate, Mrs Morgana, or you might lose any chance of getting an attorney.” Agent Carter cautioned.And just like that, I was handcuffed and dragged to the police car while my husband stood there staring at me
Title— Divorced In Jail: Vengeance On My Billionaire Ex-husband.Blurb:After getting divorced and arrested by her husband~Simon Langston, who is known as a wealthy Billionaire tycoon in all of California.Simon Langston believes that Morgana had tried to kill his ex, Marilyn, prompting him to put Morgana behind bars for attempted murder but Morgana is unexpectedly saved by Simon's business rival, Xavier Hills. He offers her a shocking proposal: A contract marriage. In exchange for providing for her and the child she carries, Morgana must supply Xavier with every information that could potentially bring Simon's company to its knees. Five years later, Simon wants both Morgana and their child back. But can his heartfelt gestures surprisingly move her? Will Morgana fall for him again and end her five-years marriage with Xavier Hills? Chapter One~Morgana's POV:I stepped out of the room in a blue sundress, my blonde hair tied up in a messy bun. As I approached the stairs, one thought
CHAPTER One Hundred and Eighteen. Noah's POV. The early morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft hues of gold. I lay on my side, watching her sleep, Mirabelle. My wife. The woman who had somehow managed to drive me to the brink of madness and still make me fall head over heels for her every single day. Her dark lashes fanned against her cheeks, her breathing soft and even. There was a slight flush to her skin, her lips parted enough for me to see that faintest smile tugging at the corners. She looked so peaceful, so beautiful. My chest tightened as I took her in, my heart swelling with emotions that I still couldn't quite put into words. I couldn't help but smile, it has been a year since everything–since the chaos that Natasha had unleashed on our lives. A year since we’d nearly lost everything. But now? Now, our life was a calm that I never thought I would really experience. Filled with laughter, love and the promise of new beginnings. My gaze drif
CHAPTER One Hundred and Seventeen. Mirabelle's POV. The first thing I noticed was the sound–a steady rhythmic beeping that pierced through the haze of my mind. It was faint at first, distant, like an echo calling me from the depths of a fog I couldn't escape. My head throbbed, a dull persistent ache, and my eyelids felt impossibly heavy as I tried to open them. The light was too bright. I squinted, the sterile white of the room assaulting my senses. Everything was blurred, shapes and shadows bending together in a surreal dance. I blinked, my lashes wet with tears I hadn't realised were there, and slowly, the world began to take shape. A hospital room. The faint antiseptic smell hit me next, mingling with the sterile cold air. My body felt alien, like it wasn't mine. My limbs were leaden, my chest tight and a sharp pain radiated from the right side of my abdomen. I tried to shift, sit up, but the movement sent a fiery wave of pain tearing through me, forcing a gasp from my lips.
CHAPTER 116.Mirabelle's POV. He was here. My Noah, my husband. The man who I betrayed but still protected me like I didn't, even though he denied it to himself. He looked panicked when he came in here, but now, his gaze was suddenly cold. His expression was unreadable and it scared me, like the calm before the storm. I knew Noah was going to save me, he wasn't going to leave me to die because of what I did to him, right?I wasn't even sure anymore, I was on the brink of death and thinking stupid things. At least if he didn't save me, I was sure that he would save our kids. “Noah…” my voice broke, but he didn't look at me. His eyes was fixed on Natasha, who stood with that wicked smile on her face, holding all the power. Her eyes gleamed like she was enjoying every moment of this. Of course she was. “You'll regret this.” Noah said, his voice sharp like a blade, cutting through the tension. Natasha just laughed, her head tilting back slightly as those he had told her a joke.“Oh
CHAPTER 115.Mirabelle's POV. A sharp, stinging pain exploded behind my eyes as I slowly regained consciousness, my head felt heavy, and my vision swam, disoriented by the dim, flickering light of the room. The first thing I noticed was the metallic smell of blood. My blood, my lip throbbed, split from what I assume was a blow. As my vision cleared, panic set in. My wrists were tied behind me, the coarse rope biting into my skin. My ankles were bound to the legs of a chair, I tried to shift, but the chair wouldn't budge from the floor. The cold metal pressed on my chest felt foreign, and when I dared to look down, my breath caught in my throat. A bomb. Wires tangled over my body, a cruel, intricate web of destruction. The timer on the device blinked ominously, though it was yet to start. My heart hammered against my ribs. The sound deafening my ears. “No.” I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief. “No, no, no….”My eyes darted around the room, desperate for answers, desperate f