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Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Birthday
Jocelyn’s POV I inhaled shakily as I stroked my fingers across the framed picture of Henry and Olivia on the nightstand.In a few hours time, my babies would turn six and ten years from now on, they would be in high school.Another two years later, they would be in college and before I knew it, they would have their respective families.Of course I knew a day like that was still several years away, I couldn't help but feel a sort of bittersweet emotion at the mere thought.To think about six years ago, they and their brother in heaven, had been in my belly, wrapped around each other, small, tiny, pink, and completely helpless was so heartbreaking yet heartwarming.“Come on, Josie. We promised to focus on the positive part, didn't we?” I chided myself, using the back of my hand to wipe off my tears.Just then, the bathroom door creaked and Eduardo walked out.“Babe, what time are we picking up the cake? Ivy s-” He began to say but stopped when he sighted me.Sighing, he closed the di
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Trouble
Jocelyn’s POV Inhaling shakily, I clutched my tote bag as I gazed at the humongous structure that was my husband's mansion. I had gone to the grocery store earlier today after his mother told me to make her seafood boil and some other dishes. As we didn't have most of the ingredients at home, I had to source for them at the grocery store. Initially, I had thought it'd be an easy feat and I'd only spend about thirty minutes there but alas was I wrong. Apparently, today was maintenance day at the grocery store, thus, all shoppers had to wait outside for about an hour before they officially opened. As I trudged into the house, I could only hope my mother-in-law understood that it wasn't my fault. My heart lurched in fear when I saw the slender, middle-aged woman named Agnes sitting cross-legged on the sofa while sipping a glass of red wine. On seeing me, she shook her head as a scoff escaped her. “I was beginning to think you finally ran away with your lover,” She scorned
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me An unexpected disaster
Jocelyn’s POV “Wake up, you lazy sloth,” Agnes's cold, unforgiving voice wafted into my ears as droplets of cold water trickled down my face. Squeezing my eyes open in sheer fear, I saw her hovering over me, a glass cup in her hand, and a look of disdain planted in her face. “G-Good morning, Madam Agnes,” I stuttered out, as I rushed out of bed. “Do you need something?” “Do I need something?” She mimicked then chuckled incredulously. “It’s seven in the morning and you're still sleeping like a log of wood. Just how lazy and uncouth are you? Did your mother train you at all?” “I'm sorry, ma'am,” I responded, suppressing the urge to cry. “I will go make breakfast now.” “Make breakfast for three,” Agnes sneered. “And put a bottle of champagne in ice. I am expecting a visitor and I don't want anything to go wrong.” “A visitor? Who?” I blurted out, without thinking and she shook her head in negation while eying me venomously. “That's the only thing you know how to do,” She mo
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Lost
Jocelyn’s POV Rays of sunlight mixed with a pungent antiseptic smell wafted into my line of sight and that of smell respectively, forcing me to squeeze my eyes open. I frowned, utterly confused, when I realized that I was lying in a bed–a hospital bed to be specific, given how there was a cannula in my hand and nostrils, with machines beeping beside me. “Josie!” The familiar voice of a female trailed into my ears, and I carefully tilted my neck toward the voice only for me to see Nancy Shepherd, my best friend, since middle school, who I hadn't seen since I got married. The both of us were raised together as our mums used to be best friends before Nancy’s mum passed away some years back. Her dad was never in the picture as he had abandoned Nancy and her mum before she was even born. “Nancy?” Only then did I realize something; I had vision in both eyes and my eye patch had been removed. “I can see with both eyes now!” I shrieked in utter disbelief tinged with confusion. “
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Time to restart
Jocelyn’s POV Three days had passed since I regained consciousness but I was yet to see my mother. However, according to her doctor, I would likely see her very soon as her health was improving at a fast rate.After I came to, I made it a mission to gather information on every aspect of Eduardo's life that I may have missed during the last five weeks. Based on what I'd been able to gather so far, he had now gone public with Sofia, and their pictures graced almost all the popular blogs, with most people adoring them and calling their relationship cute.I had also found out that Sofia, whose full name was Sofia Denzel, was a highly influential model and brand ambassador of many luxurious brands. Her father also owned Denzel group, a conglomerate in the United States.Although there were many articles that claimed Eduardo had been married and divorced, the pictures of his ex-wife, who I assumed was me, was not shown in any of them.A mix of pain and anger gnawed at my heart as I opened
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Desperate for redemption
Eduardo’s POV“Eduardo, you are yet to send the money,” Sofia nagged after me, as I made my way to the car. “I need to go shopping. Have you forgotten that tonight is the party I told you about?”“And I told you that I'd only give you the money if you can account for all the money you spent last week.” I retorted as calmly as I could.Huffing, Sofia crossed her arms over her chest. “Don’t tell me that you're being like this over the three million I spent last week. You are bigger than that small amount, so why are you being grumpy?”The tiny bit of patience that I thought I had dissipated at her careless response and I scoffed.“Small amount? You spent a whole three million in a day on some stupid clothes and bags that you'll never use again and you expect me to still give you my hard-earned money,” I spat. “You are nothing more than a wasteful person. In fact, I want you to leave my house immediately.”Sofia's eyes welled up with what I was certain was crocodile tears as she grabbed
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Making plans
FIVE YEARS LATER Jocelyn’s POV “Good morning, Miss Roswell,” My secretary, Amelia, greeted as she placed a cup of piping hot coffee on my desk.“Morning, Amelia,” I responded, inhaling lungfuls of the rich coffee scent. “Have I ever told you how much of a sweetheart you are?”“Many times, Miss Roswell,” Amelia said. “But that doesn't compare to how much of a darling and an angel you are. I mean, you brought me from the gutter and molded me into a woman of affluence. I owe my entire self to you.”“Let's not get sentimental,” I fondly huffed. “It's been three years and you still don't want to let go.”“How could I possibly do that? I was really contemplating dropping out of college to become either an onlyfans model or an escort to take care of my mother's bills,” Amelia uttered. “And you came like the angel that you are and shouldered my whole responsibility. You are truly a gem.”Five years ago after my divorce and my mum's subsequent death, I had decided to start all over. And by d
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me My ex-wife is a secret heiress
FIVE YEARS LATER Eduardo’s POV“Many companies have signified interest in having a joint venture with us, both home and abroad,” Rafael divulged, handing me his iPad. “Even Roshome, the biggest home appliance company in Australia.”“Roshome? Isn't that the company with a faceless CEO?” I asked, scrolling through the information of the various companies. “Yes, sir. You are correct,” He nodded. “In all honesty, I'd advise you to strike a joint venture deal with them for three to six months. Seven months top. It will be very profitable for both them and you. I mean, you own the largest technology firm in the whole of America while they are giants in home appliances.”“You are right,” I muttered. “So have you gotten any information on the CEO yet?”“Nothing other than the possibility of the CEO being a woman.”“Really?” I asked, utterly surprised. “She really did a great job with Roshome. I heard she managed to triple their annual profit within a year.”“Yes, sir,” Rafael replied. “Acco
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Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Birthday
Jocelyn’s POV I inhaled shakily as I stroked my fingers across the framed picture of Henry and Olivia on the nightstand.In a few hours time, my babies would turn six and ten years from now on, they would be in high school.Another two years later, they would be in college and before I knew it, they would have their respective families.Of course I knew a day like that was still several years away, I couldn't help but feel a sort of bittersweet emotion at the mere thought.To think about six years ago, they and their brother in heaven, had been in my belly, wrapped around each other, small, tiny, pink, and completely helpless was so heartbreaking yet heartwarming.“Come on, Josie. We promised to focus on the positive part, didn't we?” I chided myself, using the back of my hand to wipe off my tears.Just then, the bathroom door creaked and Eduardo walked out.“Babe, what time are we picking up the cake? Ivy s-” He began to say but stopped when he sighted me.Sighing, he closed the di
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Gratitude
Jocelyn’s POV “Ivy, you know I will never judge you, right?” I asked her.“Yes, I know. Where's this coming from?” She replied with a question of her own which made me huff.“Cut it out, Ivy. It's been three weeks since you told me about whatever happened between you and Brian at the wedding,” I said, and she sighed. “Ever since then, you have been seemingly avoiding coming over to our place. What is going on, Ivy?”There was silence for a couple of moments that I almost thought Ivy had hung up on him.As I removed my phone to check if the call was still ongoing, she sighed again. “I will tell you everything in due time, Josie. It's kinda a serious matter.”“Are you pregnant and he's refusing to accept it?” I blurted out the first question that came to mind.“No, of course not,” She replied, sounding amused. “We had sex that night.”“Oh,” I said, suddenly at a loss for words.I mean, it was very evident, given the sexual tension between them that something like that may or may not ha
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Sports day
Jocelyn’s POV “Is everyone ready?” I asked Amelia as I swiped my lipgloss across my lower lip.“Yes, ma'am,” She replied. “Alright then. Let's be on our way,” I replied, stowing the lipgloss away into my drawer. “This meeting has to end in thirty minutes. Forty five max.”“Oh, are you going somewhere, Miss?”“Yes. Today is Sports day at the kindergarten and my children will not forgive me if I fail to show up,” I divulged. “I already missed their final practice last week because I had to close the Braxton deal.”“Perhaps we should just postpone today's meeting then.” Amelia suggested, and I shook my head in negation.“No, we can't do that. I have been postponing this meeting for three months now,” I replied. “I want to get it done and over with. Plus work starts at the sight in about a week from now.”The meeting was to discuss my latest area of investment; the wine industry.I had taken an interest in the industry after I mistakenly made a bottle of grape wine. On the day, Henry a
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Awkward
Eduardo's POV “Thanks, Jocelyn,” Brian said as Jocelyn put a jug of tea in front of him. “You are welcome,” My wife replied. “Would you like anything with the tea? Some crackers or dates perhaps.”“No, it's fine. Thanks again.” He replied, before pouring himself a cup of tea.After spending two splendid weeks in Chile, Jocelyn and I were finally back to America.About a week ago, Brian also finalized his relocation to America.Today was saturday, which meant the three of us were free from work, so we had time to just lounge and talk about everything.Currently, we were sitting on the balcony and having tea and snacks.As Ivy was on duty at work today, she couldn't join us. But according to Jocelyn who she texted some hours ago, she would join us if she managed to get off work early.“So, how's America treating you, friend?” I asked Brian as he placed his cup on the table.“Surprisingly nice,” He replied. “I've managed to finalized a lot of deals in a week. Very profitable deals at t
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Honeymoon sex
Jocelyn's POV “As my lady pleases,” Eduardo said, before placing me on the floor. Arousal pooled within me, mixing up with my blood and flowing through my veins as Eduardo knelt in front of me, his arms hooked around my waist and his lips pressed to my navel. Instinctively wrapping my hands around his head, I threw my head back in pleasure even though Eduardo was yet to touch me. The pure, undiluted sensation of his skin on mine was enough to send me tipping over the edge. Repressing the urge to have a premature orgasm, I fluttered my eyes open and looked into his, melting at how sexy his lust-addled grey eyes looked. Pressing another kiss to my navel, Eduardo ran his hands from my ass cheeks to my back down and rested on my ass before he stood up, lifted me bridal style and pressed a kiss to my forehead. Thereafter, he placed me on the bed, intense arousal glinting across his grey eyes as he withdrew from the kiss to plant a kiss on my boobs. Looking into my eyes, he moved do
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Honeymoon
Eduardo’s POV “Are you really still not going to tell me where we are headed?” Jocelyn whined, as we headed into the hangar, where we were to board my private jet to our honeymoon location.Ivy and the kids had come to see us off minutes earlier and were probably on their way home now.“You really don't want this to be a surprise,” I huffed. “Guess where we are going.”“France?” She said, tone set between a question and an utterance.“You suck at playing the guess game,” I teased her, and she hit my bicep. “Okay, I'm sorry.”“Tell me already, Ed.” Jocelyn whined again, and I sighed.“We are going to Chile.” I replied, to which she gasped, hands clasped over her mouth.“You are joking.” She whispered, and my heart cut as I couldn't make out her expression at that moment.Fuck, what if I had chosen the wrong place?I had opted for Chile because some time ago, Jocelyn told me that she'd like to go on a vacation there one day, and since we had gone to all her dream countries, I had picke
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Wedding night
Jocelyn’s POV “Bye, Jocelyn. Bye, Eduardo,” Ivy waved as my husband and I entered the car. “We will see you soon.”“Alright, thanks. Don't forget to call us right away if the kids are too much to handle.” I said, to which she scoffed.“Come on, Josie. I can look after my babies very well, so don't think about anything and just focus on having fun.” She said, winking, which made me blush.“Bye, Ivy.” Eduardo said, cinching his seatbelt. “We will be sure to take your word and have a lot of fun.”Thereafter, he drove off and I watched Ivy wave after our moving car, through the sideview mirror.“My beautiful wife,” Eduardo said, taking his eyes off the road to look at me and take my hand in his free one. “I still can't believe that you are mine even though we exchanged rings a couple of hours ago.”“Are you drunk?” I asked.“Do I look drink?”“No,” I replied. “You are just cheesier than usual.” I teased him, and he chuckled before pressing a kiss to the back of my hand.“But honestly spe
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Married
Jocelyn’s POV “You look pretty, mummy,” Henry said, as he and his sister observed me from where they were sitting as the makeup artist worked on my face.“Is that so, baby?” I asked, to which he nodded.“Thank you.” I said, darting him a smile which he returned.“Mummy, can I also get makeup like you?” Olivia asked, as the makeup artist put finishing touches to my lips.“You can only get lipgloss, baby,” I replied. “You don't need make-up because you are so pretty already.”“You are pretty too, mummy, but why are you using makeup then?” She frowned, which made me smile.“Because today is mine and your dad's wedding.”Today, I would become Eduardo's wife again and he, my husband.For some understandable reasons, a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts were currently swirling in my mind, however, I decided to focus on the positive part of them, just like Ivy had advised.I had woken up that day feeling very excited to walk down the aisle and get hitched but as soon as the stylist walked i
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Wedding surprise
Eduardo’s POV Exhaling sharply, I regarded my reflection in the mirror, a small smile curving my lips as the thought of what today was struck me for the umpteenth time.I was finally getting married to the love of my life, Jocelyn, today, and I couldn't be happier.Damn, I couldn't wait to see her and profess my love for her in front of our loved ones, under the bright sky of Italy.As the pleasant thoughts swirled in my mind, a knock came on the door.“Yes, come in.” I said, averting my focus from the mirror to the entrance.The door creaked open and Ivy walked in with Henry and Olivia. A grin latched onto my lips as I crouched and opened my arms wide for a hug with them.“My babies,” I said, as they ran into my arms, hearty, childlike giggles emanating from them.“Hi, daddy.” They said in unison, as we disengaged from the hug.“How are you, my prince and princess?” I asked, to which they nodded, their smiles not disappearing for a while.“Daddy, you look hamsome today,” Olivia sai
