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Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Stick figures
Jocelyn’s POV “Ooh, my little artist is deeply engrossed in his work,” I said, as I entered the living room where Henry was kneeling on the tiled floor and drawing something.We had both returned from work and kindergarten respectively an hour ago and were now unwinding.I was in the middle of making dinner when I suddenly remembered that I had some leftover dough in the refrigerator, so I had decided to quickly make some cookies for Henry.“Hi, mummy,” He looked up and darted me a cursory smile before averting his focus to his drawing.“Hi, my love. I made chocolate cookies. Do you want some?”“Not yet, mummy,” He muttered. “This drawing is so confiscated.”“Confiscated?” I frowned, trying to deduce what Henry meant.“Yes, mummy. It's so hard and diffcud to draw,” He explained, and it instantly clicked.“Oh, you mean the drawing is complicated,” I said, stifling my laugh. “And baby, it's difficult, not diffcud, okay?”“Okay, mummy,” Henry mumbled, nodding before grabbing an eraser t
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me A risky decision
Eduardo’s POV Gazing at my sullen reflection in the mirror, I exhaled heavily as I thought of how I ruined my once happy life with my own hands.Although I didn't want to admit it, I knew the possibility of me ever getting Jocelyn back was zero. I had seen the way her eyes burned with vitriolic hatred whenever she looked at me.How she gazed at me with intense disgust and disdain.I deserved it of course for everything I had put her through in the past, but I just couldn't help but feel bad and miserable.Nothing was known about Henry 's dad and it made me greatly unnerved.As I donned my coat, a funny thought strayed into my mind; what if Henry was my son?“You have finally lost it,” I said aloud. “There's no way that can be possible.”But then again, Henry seemed to be about five years of age, and Jocelyn and I had divorced within that time range.What if she had been pregnant when I ended our marriage like the despicable loser that I was?But she had survived a tragic accident af
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me A new neighbor
Jocelyn’s POV “Hi, babes,” I said as I trekked into my office and plopped onto my swivel chair. “How is Texas treating you?” Nancy huffed from the other end of the lined from the other end of the line. “Not so nice since I've not had the chance to visit some fun places. I've been going from seminars to seminars ever since I got here.” “Sorry, Nan. Don't worry, we'll go on a weekend getaway to Texas as soon as I finish my business here in America.” I reassured her. “Alright, babe. That reminds me, how is the whole partnership with Eduardo going? I hope he hasn't done anything stupid.” She uttered, and I smiled. “It's going well. I barely see him unless It's business-related,” I said. “And no, he won't dare do something stupid.” “That's good. You know I still don't understand how exactly you plan to revenge on him,” Nancy said. “To me, this joint venture seems too risky. What if you end up falling for him again?” I burst out into a peal of laughter as I imagined myself fal
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Bittersweet
Eduardo’s POV “You know what,” Jocelyn said. “Nevermind, it's none of my business. I don't care.” Although her nonchalance broke my heart, I tried not to show it. “What are you doing here, Mr Edardo?” Henry asked, as he regarded me closely. Our son. Henry was really our son. Jocelyn and I truly had a connection that was greater than everything; we had an adorable little boy together. “Actually, Henry,” I started. “I live here now and I've been living here for the past three days. Do you live here too?” “Oh, cut it out, actor of the year,” Jocelyn snapped. “We both know the reason why you moved here.” “A renovation is being done on my house at the moment and I had nowhere else to go,” I fibbed. “Thus you decided to move to the exact place where I live. Do you even know how odd that sounds?” Jocelyn scoffed, shaking her head as one would a petulant child. I had less than five months to win her back, and I had barely made progress. But something in me was confident that
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Lustful tension
Jocelyn’s POV “I don't get why you're so worried about this, Amelia,” I huffed as Amelia and I entered my office. “It's just work. Nothing more.” “While I trust your judgment, I don't exactly trust that Eduardo Lopez. What if he tries to do something weird since you will both be alone?” Amelia countered, and I sighed, mulling over the possibility of that happening. Right now, Eduardo was the person I hated most in my life, and I would be the stupidest woman on earth to allow myself to get carried away by his suave charm. Like hell no, I didn't care about him in that way at all. I didn't spend my free time thinking about how larger his biceps had become or how sexy his undercut was. Hell to the fucking no. Get it together, Josie and stop thirsting over that man, I chided myself harshly. The reason why Amelia was so worried was because today was the day that Eduardo and I would decide on the official name and concept of our joint business venture, and Eduardo had offered
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Meeting in an unexpected place
Jocelyn’s POV “You look absolutely ravishing, babes,” Nancy beamed as I trekked downstairs. “Damien will not be able to take his eyes off you throughout your date.” A dull yet wrenching feeling crept into my heart at her utterance but I pushed it down and returned her smile. “Really?” I asked, twirling around. “Yes, the teal really compliments your porcelain skin,” Nancy reassured. “And the diamond earrings were made for you and you only. I've never seen a more perfect hairdo than this french bun.” She gestured to my hair. “You're too kind with compliments.” I grinned, to which she chuckled. “I'm being tame with it, honestly,” She responded, holding my hands. “Babes, it's your first date in almost a decade and I wish you nothing but luck. Damien is nothing short of a nice guy unlike that jerk.” I swallowed harshly as the memory of the kiss that almost happened between Eduardo and I yesterday, strayed into mind, sending vibrating sensations down my crotch. As much as I
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Beware of him
Jocelyn’s POV Exhaling heavily, I removed the last of the three grocery bags in my car trunk then stood with my hands akimbo, wondering how I was supposed to take them up to my condo.I had called Nancy for help as she was currently at my place babysitting Henry, but she wasn't picking up, so I had sent a text to her which was still left on delivered.“Where are you, Nan?” I mumbled to myself as I raked my fingers through my hair.“Hey, can I help?” The deep baritone of the bane of my existence wafted into my ears from behind, causing me to flap my eyes shut, as my temples pounded with a looming headache.Squeezing my eyes open, I threw him an expressionless look. “No, it's fine. I can manage.”Huffing, Eduardo walked up to me in a casual outfit, consisting of a pair of black sweatpants with a black tank top, leaving his big, toned muscles on shameless display.He had probably gone for a morning jog, my mind unhelpfully supplied, as I noticed his running shoes plus the way the tank t
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me A frightening occurrence
Jocelyn's POV “Mummy, can I help?” Henry asked, as I swept the floor with a vacuum cleaner. “No, sweetheart. Thank you,” I darted him a smile before switching off the device and returning it to its designated spot, by the door.Today was Sunday–a free day for the both of us, and as usual, my plan was to spend some quality time with Henry.Afterward, I sat on the couch beside him to watch his favorite cartoon, Alvin and the chipmunks, with him. Just then a staggering headache gripped the back of my head, almost snapping it into half, and I winced, as I caressed the site of the ache, while inwardly willing it away.Fortunately, the pain dissipated in minutes and I was able to concentrate on watching the cartoon.“Mummy, can I ask you a question?” Henry suddenly averted his concentration on me, which startled me, but I nodded anyway.“Yes, baby. Ask away.”“Promise me you won't get mad,” He pouted. “It's about Mr Edardo.”At the mention of his name, my heart leapt with something inexp
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Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Silly questions
Jocelyn’s POV As I flipped through the pages of a maternity book, a knock came on the door of the bedroom before Eduardo let himself in, a smile playing on his handsome face.“Hi, baby. How are you?” He asked, walking over to press a kiss to my lips and forehead.“Good,” I replied, rubbing my gargantuan belly. “The baby is kicking gently today which is quite surprising. If I didn't have an experience with pregnancy, I would have asked you to drive me to the hospital, so we could get her checked.”I was currently in the seventh month and last trimester of my pregnancy, and as much as I loved my unborn baby girl, I couldn't wait for it to come out.Last week, I had found out that I was having a girl via the surprise baby shower Amelia and Ivy had thrown me and I was very excited to meet my little baby girl.However, being cooped up at home for the past three months could be sickening and frustrating because I was always alone in the house.Three months ago during an appointment with my
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me News
Eduardo’s POV Leaning against the doorway of our bedroom, I observed Jocelyn as she laid, cocooned in the blanket, face scrunched up in displeasure and possible ache, which she wouldn't admit.She had been like that for the past five hours and it was currently ten in the morning.I had come home last night to meet Ivy having dinner with the kids and Jocelyn copoed up in bed, burning hot with a temperature.All my efforts to get her to go to the hospital had been in vain, as she had vehemently stated she was fine and didn't need to be assessed by a doctor.Right now, as I looked at her, I mentally admonished myself for listening to her last night, instead of doing a better job of persuading her to see a doctor.“That does it, baby. We are going to the hospital,” I said, and watched her try but fail to sit up.I was instantly at her side, propping a pillow behind her and covering her with the blanket.“Thanks, Ed,” She said then sneezed into the handkerchief in her hand. “I don't need
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Sick
Jocelyn’s POV I winced as the back of my head tightened with an excruciating ache, stifling the urge to groan in pain.“The sales memo and the quarterly report were thoroughly reviewed and evaluated by me yesterday, so everything should be perfect,” The team leader of sales department, Micheal Gould, said into the microphone, aggravating my migraine.“Okay, that's good.’ I forced myself to say, balling my hands into fists and placing it on my lap.I couldn't help but wonder why I had such a bad headache that afternoon, as the voices in the conference room blurred, and the sound of my heart thumping filled my ears.My mouth was hot, my lips numb, and my body warm as the ache intensified.I had woken up hale and hearty today, excited for the start of a new work week, and mine and Eduardo's impending dinner that was supposed to happen later today.But given how I seemed to have fallen ill all of a sudden, I knew the dinner would likely not happen anymore.The mere thought of it was beyo
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Meeting the parents
Eduardo’s POV “It's been less than a year since I left yet it feels like a decade has passed,” Jocelyn said, one hand out of the window and her eyes squeezed shut as the wind tousled her long, auburn hair.Even though she couldn't see it, I darted her a smirk before turning my attention to the road.We were currently in Australia for the week, as Henry and Olivia were currently on summer break.Jocelyn and I had decided to take them to Australia, mainly because we wanted to expose Olivia to the country and stuff.Due to the sick plan Nancy had pulled, she had been unable to spend time in Australia with her mother and sibling.Although that was in the past now, I couldn't help but feel vitriolic anger toward both Nancy and Sofia whenever I thought about it.But as Jocelyn had told me the other day, focusing on the bad things that happened in the past instead of being pleased and grateful with one's current situation, wasn't the right thing to do.I had Jocelyn and my wonderful childre
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
