Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 19: A New Addition .You can do this, Isabella. You can do this. I try to motivate myself from not getting too nervous as Archie squeezed my palm to help me. As Archie and I made our way through the crowded room, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the sea of faces surrounding us. Even when I usually attended events when I was still living and abiding by my father’s rules, I still couldn’t just adjust to this lifestyle.It’s just so overwhelming. Being in a room full of people that are better than you. People that know that they are better than you. Makes one self esteem low. And I already have a low self esteem to begin with. But it seemed like my experience at this particular anniversary party was going to be different because people were smiling and greeting us warmly, their voices blending into a cacophony of sound. I clung to Archie's arm, seeking comfort in his reassuring presence.He sensed my unease and leaned in c
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 20: Attention, everyone . As I sat at the table with Archie's family, I found myself surprisingly at ease, thanks to the lively chatter of Archie's niece. We giggled and shared secrets, talking about boys and girly stuff as if we had known each other for years. It was a welcome distraction from the tension that hung in the air, and I found myself genuinely enjoying the moment.“Okay okay but wait I have to tell you about the time Uncle Archie was being an absolute rebel to grandfather, that was the most hilarious moment of my teens.” Aileen said as she giggled while taking a sip of her drink. Archie groaned, obviously having had enough with our gossiping. “I’m sure no one wants to hear about that, Aileen.”“Hmm I don’t know.” I shrugged giving her a wink. “It seems like a very interesting story.” I say and we both throw a fit of laughter again. I honestly didn’t expect to feel at ease while sitting with Archibald’s family. Wha
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 21: The CEO’s future wife . As Chantelle introduced me to the guests, she twisted the truth, calling herself the legitimate daughter and labeling me as the illegitimate one. Anger bubbled inside me, and I stormed out of the party, unable to bear the humiliation any longer. Outside, tears streamed down my face as I struggled to control my emotions. But Archie followed me, which I didn’t expect him to do at all. "Isabella, wait," he called after me, his voice filled with concern.I turned to him, my eyes brimming with tears. "I can't take this anymore, Archie," I choked out. “Isabella.” He whispered softly pulling me in for a hug as I sobbed loudly. “I can’t live like this anymore. Living in the shadow of my sister, letting her treat me anyhow. I have had enough of this.” I cried out. “I can’t take it anymore, I’m tired.”“It’s okay, let it out. Let it all out.” He said stroking my hair gently. “Why does she derive joy in see
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire .Chapter 22: Backup . Isabella stood in the center of the room, surrounded by a throng of well-wishers, each offering their congratulations on her recent achievement. If the achievement meant congratulations on getting e engaged to Bancroft heir then she would gladly shake their offered hands and accept it. Her face radiated with joy and pride as she graciously accepted the compliments, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. She didn’t expect this moment at all, she didn’t expect Archibald to suddenly bring this much attention to her, she certainly didn’t expect him to acknowledge her like that in front of all these important people and now, as the accolades poured in, she felt a profound sense of validation wash over her.But amidst the sea of smiling faces, there stood a small cluster of figures who looked decidedly less jubilant. They were Isabella's family, a collection of individuals whose relationships with her were fraught with tension an
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 23: a confession . Archibald strolled around the hall trying to avoid greeting people as he looked for Isabella when someone poked him harshly on his back. He turned around to see his nephew with a glare on his face. “You liar!.” Alan yelled as he pushed his uncle backwards. Archie felt a knot form in his stomach as his nephew, Alan, cornered him in the dimly lit corner of the room. “Why didn’t your pants catch on fire with all those lies you were spewing in your ridiculous speech.” Archibald sighed. “Alan, I don’t have the strength to deal with you. I have a girlfriend to look for.” Alan's eyes glinted with a cold determination as he stepped forward, his words dripping with venom. "Listen here, Uncle Archie," Alan spat, his voice low but laced with malice. "You think you can parade around with my woman, pretending like your little romance is real? Well, let me tell you something – it's not fooling anyone." Archie's jaw
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire .Chapter 24: in the gardens ."Archie?" I called out, my voice tinged with a hint of desperation as I scanned the vast expanse of the crowded hall. But he was nowhere to be found, and a sense of unease began to gnaw at the edges of my consciousness.I hated standing alone in this kind of party. And just my luck that I couldn’t even find Dara too. Where the hell was my best friend? After she had Aileen had defended me in the restroom, I left to go back to Archie’s side but I didn’t see him again. And Archie’s sister wasn’t even of help, she only eyed me and scoffed.I groan to myself standing in one place. I couldn’t just run away from this party. I was kind of the main character here.All thanks to Archibald who made that announcement this evening and his father who thinks that I’m going to get married to him. Lost in my search, I was suddenly accosted by a guy who seemed to materialize out of thin air, his smirk oozing with cockiness. "Hey t
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 25: Vulnerable . As Isabella returned to her table, her heart heavy with hurt and betrayal, she found herself faced with Alan's mother, a woman whose disdain for her was palpable. The atmosphere around the table was tense, the remnants of celebrations and congratulations now overshadowed by the bitter reality she had just witnessed. "You would never be enough for him, you know," Alan's mother remarked coolly, her words cutting through the air like a knife. Isabella's breath caught in her throat, her eyes stinging with unshed tears as she struggled to maintain her composure.With a trembling hand, she reached for the nearest glass, the burn of alcohol offering a temporary refuge from the emotional turmoil threatening to consume her. She didn’t want to let herself go but she just couldn’t stop herself. She took a deep gulp, the liquid searing down her throat as she fought to drown out the cruel words echoing in her mind.“Wha
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 26: Anger . Alan felt a mixture of frustration and sympathy as he guided Isabella through the labyrinthine corridors of his uncle's grand mansion. Her soft whispers of Archie's name tugged at his heartstrings, reminding him of the pain etched across her face and the depth of her anguish. He couldn't help but feel irritated by her fixation on Archie, knowing that he was the one who had caused her so much heartache. Arriving at his uncle's room, Alan hesitated briefly before gently lowering Isabella onto the plush bed. She curled into herself, her fingers gripping the bedsheets as if holding onto a lifeline. Her tear-stained cheeks glistened in the dim light, and Alan felt a pang of guilt and helplessness wash over him. "Isabella," he muttered, his voice thick with emotion. "You need to let him go. He's not worth your tears." But Isabella remained lost in her own world of pain, her whispered pleas for Archie piercing the sile
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 143: .It happens by accident.Archibald’s out of town again for work but tries to call in the evenings when he can and Isabella, consequently, does her best to be available despite the three-hour time difference. Dara can roll her eyes all she wants — and does — but keeps her smart remarks, if not to a minimum, then to an average.(“It’s part of our arrangement!” Isabella protests noisily as if the forty-five minutes she spends holed up in her bedroom have anything at all to do with those initial terms of their relationship and aren’t simply because she misses the man like a limb when he’s gone.Dara makes an unflattering snort and digs her elbow into Isabella’s side, stealing a pretzel out of her bag while she’s distracted.“Uh-huh,” she says, “Is that what we’re calling it now, Ms. Codependent?”“I don’t think I like you anymore.”Isabella, among other things, is a liar. A bad one.)It happens by accident because Isabella’s bundled up
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 142: .See, if Isabella’s life was a movie, this is where it would end.A great romantic conclusion tied up with a neat little bow, roll credits, and scene.But this isn’t a movie, and this isn’t where it ends.“I’m thinking about going back to school,” Isabella says one afternoon during a lunch date. She doesn’t stop stirring anxiously at her gelato until Archibald reaches out to physically stop her before it turns to soup, and she won’t like it as much.“I think that’s a good idea,” he replies.Isabella is still basically unhireable, further blacklisted professionally by the drama that came out of her father’s quick but messy trial that put him in jail for years and ruined any good reputation any of them might have had.(The man left a single furious, frothing voicemail on Isabella’s phone that could be summed up as three straight minutes of death threats that included everyone from Isabella herself to the cat to the goldfish that had o
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 142: .“You know, I almost broke up with you last night.”Archibald’s steady calm, the largest holdover from last night, holds up even as he nods in agreement. “I know.”Isabella scowls at him.“How’d you know? I barely knew until I’d decided not to.”“Because I know you. You’ve been given precious few people in life who haven’t broken your trust, and I did that by going behind your back. It would have been an understandable reaction, and I wouldn’t have begrudged you—“Isabella slams that ocean blue tumbler down on the table with a clatter. Her eyes are bright with emotion, and her lips are turned down in an irritated scowl.“Maybe you wouldn’t,” she snaps, “but I’d sure as shit begrudge you if you just, what, let me break up with you without so much as asking me not to? What the fuck, man.”“You are an adult who can make your own decisions—““Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I want you to just let me go when I’m about to do something stupid!
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 140:.There is coffee, kept hot in the kind of insulated tumbler that costs too much and coordinates with the beachy colors of the house. Isabella has a suspicion that it was bought specifically for her, because Archibald is a crazy person who thinks about that kind of stuff. It doesn’t stop her from drinking it.“Tell me what you did,” Isabella orders before she can talk herself out of it and in spite of the very large part of her that doesn’t actually want to know. “Something something something about buying out the board?” she elaborates with a pointed stare. Because Chantelle, of all people, wouldn’t be bailing unless the ship is sinking. The ship might already be sunk if she’s that willing to abandon what she sees as her birthright. A birthright that she’s always seen as a competition, even though she’d won right out the gate and Isabella’s so stupid that it took literally being disowned to see that she never stood a chance.“Oh, th
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 139: .Isabella and Alan had settled many a disagreement with an angry tussle in bed that was worth the drop afterward for being able to get a little of her own back, to feel seen and heard. Except that Archibald already makes her feel seen and heard, and right now Isabella just sort of wants one of them to hurt, and she’s not sure who.“Stop, stop, enough,” Archibald orders, kinder than Isabella deserves, and wipes the beginnings of tears out of the corners of Isabella’s eyes before she even realizes that she’s about to cry. “I know, baby. I know.”“You don’t know anything.” It comes out way less cool and way more pathetic when Isabella’s voice cracks on what is definitely an overtired, strung-out sob. “You don’t know anything.”“I know that you’re exhausted and running on fumes and that you’d rather have the kind of sex that’s not good for you and that you don’t even want than get what you need,” Archibald tells her. “I’d say I know pl
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 138: .The only tears Chantelle’s ever shed have been of the crocodilian variety, as purposeful a tactic as any insult. Even after she’d forced herself to learn how to stop, she’d never managed to wield emotion like a weapon. At times like this, Isabella sort of wishes that she had.Isabella trembles and wraps her arms around herself, chilled even underneath the blanket. The edges are getting wet with saltwater and crusted with sand, and she would bite anyone who might try to take it from her.Archibald doesn’t touch her, but Isabella can feel him practically vibrating with the way he wants to. Right now, Isabella would be happy to bite him, too.“I don’t think you’re stupid.”“Well, it sure feels like it.”Archibald literally wrings his hands in open distress, and even now, it doesn’t feel remotely like a win. Isabella’s gotten exactly what she’s asked for—space and someone else being the one to hurt, but it doesn’t lessen her own, not e
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 137:.It's still pitch black outside, but Isabella finds herself at the edge of the water anyway. The ocean doesn’t give a damn about Isabella’s battered foundation and rolls happily up the night-cooled sand, leaving only foam and bits of seashell behind.Isabella sits at the shoreline and tucks her knees up under her chin.She wonders, miserably, where Chantelle plans to go.God, she hopes her sister gets as far away as she can.Isabella's spent her whole life loyal, but Chantelle? She’s fanatical to a degree that Isabella could never quite manage, and she wonders if putting her loyalty into a cage match with her relentless drive to protect herself finally did what nothing else could—crack that fanaticism. She’ll never know; it’s not her place now, and even if it was, Chantelle would never let her.God, she hopes Chantelle got as far away as she possibly can.Mai, with much derision, refers to it as Isabella's "better place theory." Mom
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 136: .“Oh, please. Because your boytoy just woke up and bought half our board and their corresponding shares out from under us for some weekend summer fun? I didn’t think you had it in you, but I guess you had to grow a spine sometime.”Isabella’s brain goes blank. Chantelle’s words land with all the delicacy and grace of anvils, pinning her down under their weight like a butterfly in a box.“I didn’t—you’re wrong,” she protests.“Sure, okay. Keep telling yourself that. Anyway, don’t bother saving this number; I’m ditching the phone once my plane boards. Congratulations on your win, Izzy. We always knew you’d ruin the family, but I didn’t think it’d be like this. Have a good rest of your life, I guess.”There’s a click and then a dial tone. Isabella tries to call back, but it goes straight to a generic voicemail that she knows won’t ever be checked. At best it’s a burner phone; at worst it’s Chantelle’s regular phone that she’s willing t
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 135: .There’s the temptation after breakfast to go back to bed and find another way to entertain themselves, but Archibald shuffles her to go shower instead.“It’s about ten miles to get into town,” he says when Isabella protests in an appropriately dignified manner, definitely not pouting at having to put pants on. “You’ll like it.” Isabella does pout, then, and is rewarded for her bad behavior by being hoisted up onto the bathroom counter and thoroughly kissed until she’ll say yes to just about anything. And she does say yes, eventually, and delays the inevitable by about ten minutes by sticking her hands down the back of Archibald’s pajamas.Isabella’s never had this kind of domesticity in a relationship before, and it should feel strange but it doesn’t, just scaffolds its way up the norms built in by months of getting to know each other. It doesn’t feel weird at all for Isabella to snag Archibald by the wrist and tug him into the sho