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Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Deserved
Jocelyn’s POV “Good morning, ma,” The head of security in my company, Maurice, greeted me as I walked into the building.“A lovely morning to you too, Maurice.” I replied before walking past him.I was almost at the receptionist desk when Daphne approached me, her face smiley and cheerful as usual.“Good morning, Miss Roswell,” She greeted then motioned to my bag. “Can I help you with that?”“Good morning, Daphne,” I responded. “And no but thanks for the offer.”“I insist, ma'am,” She said, standing in front of me. “It would be utterly rude of me to let you carry your bag while I walk beside you holding nothing, wouldn't it?”“No, it wouldn't,” I said.However, seeing the look of determination on her face made me give in and hand her my bag.Grinning from ear to ear like she had just won the lottery, she sidled beside me and we both walked to my office.Soon enough, we got to my office and she placed my bag on the desk.“Thank you so much, Daphne,” I said, as she clasped her hands to
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Crisis
Jocelyn’s POV “In exactly three weeks from now, you will formally become my sister-in-law again,” Ivy screeched, as she poured a cup of mushrooms into the simmering pot of chili sauce on the gas cooker.“Me too,” I said, smiling from the kitchen island where I was sitting. “So will Miss Lopez be bringing a date with her to my wedding?”Huffing, Ivy said. “None that I know of. I mean, one has to be in a relationship or something similar to have a date, isn't it?”“That's true, I guess. You are still yet to find someone who catches your fancy?” “Yes,” Ivy said. “Honestly, I'm not even bothered. Maybe I'm not made to love or to be loved. Maybe I was born to make and enjoy my money.”Among the women I knew in my life, Ivy was the most intelligent and well-spoken one.The way she was as free as a bird and rarely stressed over stuff that was out of her control was really intriguing.It must be night being carefree like her.“Maybe or maybe not,” I winked. “Your prince charming is probably
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Investigation
Eduardo’s POV “Once again, thanks for watching the kids,” I said, as Ivy and I walked to the driveway.“You don't have to thank me for watching my nephew and niece,” Ivy huffed. “Go safely and give my regards to Jocelyn. Tell her to stay strong.”“I will, take care.” I said before getting in the car.Today, I had decided to work from home as I didn't have an occupied schedule. About an hour ago, I was shocked when Jocelyn called to tell me that she was in the hospital.Initially, I had been petrified, thinking she was in danger. My fear had morphed into shock when she told me that someone had poisoned her fruit juice and Amelia had drunk from it.As relieved as I was that Jocelyn hadn't drunk the juice, I couldn't help but feel worried for her because I knew she must be beating herself up over the whole situation.Thirty minutes later, I got to the hospital and headed straight to the Avanti complex, where Jocelyn told me she was.I saw her sitting in front of a private female ward,
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me This can’t be
Jocelyn’s POV “Are you sure you can eat by yourself? You know, I wouldn't mind feeding you, right?” I asked Amelia as she ate from her plate of rice pudding.Due to the fragility of her stomach after the poison was pumped out, the dietitian had recommended she ate puddings for the time being.I had taken it upon myself to prepare them for her as it was the least I could do after she got poisoned instead of me.“Yes, ma'am,” She replied. “Thanks for the food. It tastes nice.”“You are welcome, Amelia,” I said. “Have you called your mum yet?”“No, I don't want her to worry about me,” “If this is about the cost of the flight tickets, you know I can always help, right?”“I do, I just want to handle it by myself,” Amelia insisted. “Plus you know how fragile her health is. Mum is severely hypertensive and I don't want to have a crisis. The doctor already said I'm going home this week, so it doesn't matter.”“Alright then. We will do whatever you want.”“Thanks for respecting my decision.”
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Apprehended
Eduardo’s POV When we got to the company, we saw Julien conversing with three policemen.“Let's go, I need to have a talk with her before she's arrested,” Jocelyn said, to which I nodded before walking with her into the nearest elevator.Silence ensued between us as the elevators slid close.Jocelyn was still visibly consumed by her thoughts and there was no way I could stop that from happening.The only thing I could do was to keep reassuring her that she was not the bad person and it wasn't her fault Amelia was hospitalised.“Only the heavens know the truth about her,” Jocelyn said as the elevator whirred to a stop and opened.“What do you mean, baby?”“She told me that she's an orphan with a little brother,” Jocelyn revealed. “I felt really bad for her because she insinuated she doesn't have a support system and would like to further her education. I was really thinking of paying for her master's degree, Eduardo.”Without a word, I stopped to engulf Jocelyn in a warm hug.“I reall
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Discharged
Jocelyn’s POV “Careful,” I told Amelia as I helped down the stairs, leading to the parking lot.Eduardo was walking behind us, holding her bag.After spending two weeks in the hospital, Amelia had finally being discharged and was going home.“Thanks,” She said, as I helped her into the backseat.“You are welcome.” I replied before heading to the passenger door, which Eduardo was currently holding open.“Thanks, babe.” I said then climbed in the car, and he slammed the door shut before trekking over to the the driver's seat.Afterward, he stepped on the gas and swerved the car out of the parking lot, onto the main road.Through the rearview mirror, I looked at Amelia and a smile of relief creased my lips as I observed that she had fully regained her former self and was no longer sickly and emaciated.During the period she was subjected to puddings, I had been so guilty because I could eat whatever I wanted but she couldn't.Eduardo was right, I truly needed to learn how to stop worryi
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Italy
Jocelyn’s POV “Mummy, can I have some gummy worms?” Olivia asked, putting her elbows on my lap.“Yes, baby,” I said, retrieving the special snack bag I had packed for our trip to Italy.We were currently on our way to Italy in Eduardo's private jet as our wedding was in a week.In seven days, I would become Mrs Lopez again.The thought made me feel giddy yet nervous. However, the excitement I felt completely overshadowed the fear which was a good thing.“Here, have this,” I said, giving her two sachets of gummies. “Give one to Henry and take the other, okay?”“Okay, mummy. Thank you.” She said before running off to the other section of the jet where Henry, Ivy, and Eduardo were sitting.I was initially sitting there with them but decided to come to a desolate area to take a nap before we landed in Italy.At that moment, we were about three hours away from the country.Yawning, I spread my blanket over my legs and placed my headset on my ears, as I stared at the cloud.It was really a
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Rehearsal dinner
Eduardo’s POV“My ever gorgeous queen. You look scrumptious,” I said, as Jocelyn trekked downstairs to the hotel lobby, a pretty smile plastered to her beautiful lips with her cheeks a fuschia pink colour.Earlier, she had made me leave our hotel room because she wanted me to be blown away by her look, which was exactly what I was right now as I stared at her.As I watched her walk, the urge to meet her halfway, carry her bridal style into our room then proceed to peel off her clothes before fucking her into at least three orgasms, gripped me, but I shook it off.Tonight was our rehearsal dinner and I wanted it to go well for Jocelyn, who even though we had an event planner, was always nervous about how our wedding day would go.“Thank you, babe,” She winked, tucking her hand into my outstretched, curved hand, her pale cheeks graced with a fuschia pink colour, which added more flair and pulchritude to her beautiful face.“You are welcome, my love,” I replied, taking her other hand and
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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
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
