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Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Something is fishy
Jocelyn’s POV “Thanks,” I said to the cashier as she handed me my receipt and bagged groceries.I came to the grocery store to buy the foodstuffs that I intended on using to prepare some dishes.The result of the bone marrow test was going to be ready tomorrow, so I had decided to make myself busy by cooking various dishes.Cooking was one of the best ways I relieved stress, and in the past three days, I had been extremely stressed; from finding out that Sofia and Eduardo had a daughter, who had gotten into a fight with Henry, to discovering Henry's chronic ailment.I couldn't even bring myself to focus on anything, let alone go to work. And because of that, Amelia had temporarily taken over my duties.Truly, I had struck a goldmine with a diligent assistant like her.Making my way to the exit, I pushed the door open and headed outside to the parking lot. I had almost gotten to my car when a little girl bumped into me, causing me to drop my bag.“I'm sorry, ma'am,” Her tiny voice waf
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Stubborn
Jocelyn’s POV “Mummy,” Henry called, as I cleaned his hands and feet with a towel and warm water.“Yes, baby.”“When am I leaving the hospital? I want to go to school, mummy. I don't like this place at all,” Henry rambled out, voice shaky and eyes misty with tears. “It makes my tummy hurt.”Repressing the urge to burst into a fit of sobbing, I managed a smile and smoothened his hair. “Very soon, baby. I'm working on it.”“Really?”“Yes, my love,” I said. “I don't want you staying here either.”“Okay, mummy,” He replied, yawning. “I feel sleepy, mummy.”Caressing his forehead, I said. “You can sleep, sweetie. Mummy will be right here when you wake up.”Last night, Henry regained consciousness and was transferred from the ICU to the pediatric ward.Per my request, he had been admitted into a private ward.He was still pallor and shrunken, but at least, he wasn't connected to various beeping machines anymore.The doctor was yet to give me feedback regarding the test results, and the tho
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Whatever it takes
Eduardo’s POV As I reviewed the third quarter sales report, a knock came on the door.“Come in,” I said, flipping through the pile of paperwork.Rafael walked in, armed with his iPad. “Sir.”“Yes. Have you finally found something?” I asked, unable to conceal my curiosity and impatience.It had been three days since I told him to look into Henry.“I have, sir,” Rafael responded. “Henry is currently on admission at Sacred heart hospital for chronic lymphocytic leukemia. A trusted source of mine told me that he's not doing well at all, and that he needs a bone marrow transplant as soon as possible.”My heart scudded, as an overpowering wave of shock and dread filled me.Henry was seriously ill yet Jocelyn hadn't even bothered to inform me.I wasn't blaming her of course. I mean, she was Henry's sole guardian at the moment, but I was hurt that she had been withholding uch an important piece of information from me.“Is that all?”“Yes, sir.”“Alright then, thanks for the information. You
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Finally, some good news
Jocelyn’s POV “Babes,” Nancy called, as I watched Henry sleep peacefully.“Yes?”“You haven't eaten the pasta I brought since morning,” She said. “You did the same thing with the cinammon rolls yesterday. Tell me, when last did you eat something?”“This morning,” I fibbed. “I ate some grilled corn at the canteen before you came.”As if to negate my lie, my stomach suddenly rumbled, causing Nancy to dart me a look of suspicion as she folded her arms across her chest.“You clearly haven't eaten in days, Josie, and that isn't good,” Nancy lectured.“How can I bring myself to eat when my son is becoming a shadow of his former self?” I spurted out, my throat lodged with bitter grief.Henry's appearance had now completely depleted, and now, he could barely have a conversation with me as he was always sleepy and tired.My son was now extremely skinny and bony. He also couldn't eat and had to be fed through a feeding tube.Today made it a week since he was diagnosed with chronic lymphocytic
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Surgery
Eduardo’s POV My lips twitched with a smile as I watched Henry sleep peacefully, completely oblivious to the outside world and what was going on in it.After a day of deliberation, I had decided to secretly help Henry by meeting up with his doctor to tell her that I was his father, and convincing her to act like I was a random donor.Initially, she had refused my idea and had told me that doing that would be utterly unprofessional of her.However, yesterday, I had been quite stunned when she called and agreed to my plan.Apparently, Henry's condition had worsened to the extent that he had a seizure that had nearly affected his organs.“Good afternoon, Mr Lopez,” Dr Simpson said, as the anesthesiologist inserted a syringe into my IV packet. “Thanks for standing up for Henry. The next time you wake up, the surgery would have ended.”As I nodded, I felt my brain become foggy and my vision blurry. Within seconds, I had dozed off.The next time I woke up, I was back in my hospital room, w
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Family time
Jocelyn’s POV “Hi, baby,” I beamed at Henry as he slowly fluttered his eyes open, taking in his surroundings slowly.A day had passed since his surgery.“M-Mummy, am I still sick?” was the first thing he uttered, as his eyes rested on me.“No, baby. As a matter of fact, we are going home very soon.” I replied, immensely relieved that for the first time in a while, I wasn't lying to him about going home.“Okay, mummy.” He whispered.“Let me go get the doctor, alright?” In response, Henry nodded.Pressing a kiss to his forehead, I stroked his hair before making my way to the door. I was about leaving when the door creaked open from outside and Dr Simpson walked in.“You beat me to it,” I smiled. “I was about coming to your office to inform you that Henry has woken up.”“That's good then,” She smiled back before heading in. “Hey there, champ. How are we feeling today?”“My tummy doesn't hurt anymore and I feel hungry,” Henry replied weakly. “I also feel like eating ice cream with waffl
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me PTA meeting
Jocelyn’s POV“Henry went back to school today,” I told Amelia, as I inscribed my signature on a pile of paperwork. “Guess what time he woke up.”“Six?”Huffing, I shook my head. “I wish. He woke up at three then proceeded to wake me up because he didn't want to be late for his first day at school in a while. He was so eager and I found it extremely adorable.”“He's such a serious student,” Amelia said, to which I chuckled.“Yeah, I give it this week tops before he starts complaining about arithmetic again,” “Have you heard from Mr Lopez since the surgery?” Amelia asked, and my heart did a weird flip.A week had passed since Henry was discharged from the hospital. I had last seen Eduardo on the day before Henry and I left the hospital.He had come to tell us that his doctor had certified him alright, and that he was going home.After that day, I hadn't seen him again.Although he still sent text messages to me, inquiring about the state of Henry's health and whatnot.Eduardo was yet
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Resolution of feelings
Eduardo’s POV “Hi, Ivy,” I said, as the line clicked on the other end. “How's work?”“Work is stressful as always but alright,” She replied. “By the way, how's Henry now? Have you finally spoken to Jocelyn and will she allow you donate your bone marrow?”“The surgery has been done, Ivy. It was done more than a week ago and Henry is all hale and hearty now,” I replied. “He even started school again some days ago.”“Oh, that's a relief then,” Ivy said. “You should have told me the situation. I was so worried about him. You know, I was even considering getting Jocelyn's number, so I could beg her to allow you to help.”“Really?” I couldn't help but chuckle at Ivy's utterance.“Yes, it'd probably have been awkward. Thank goodness my nephew is doing well now. By the way, how are things between you and Jocelyn?”“Honestly, I don't know, Ivy. It's very complicated.” I sighed, thinking about how Jocelyn wasn't responding to my text messages, but had read each and every one of them.“Alright,
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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
