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 27: Misunderstandings . Archibald stood there, his heart heavy with conflicting emotions, as he pushed his friend away gently but firmly. Lisa's words hung in the air like a bitter accusation, her voice tinged with frustration and hurt. "I don't love you, Lisa," he said quietly, his tone laced with regret. "I never have." Lisa recoiled as if struck, her eyes wide with disbelief and pain. "You don't love me?" she echoed, her voice trembling with a mixture of anger and betrayal. "But... Archie, you can't deny what we have." Archie sighed heavily, his gaze drifting away for a moment before returning to meet Lisa's accusing stare. "What we have isn't love, Lisa," he explained gently, his voice tinged with sadness. "I care about you deeply as a friend, but that's all it is." Lisa shook her head defiantly, her hands balling into fists at her sides. "Isabella doesn't have the right to have you," she declared, her words coming out in a ru
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 27: Misunderstandings . Archibald stood there, his heart heavy with conflicting emotions, as he pushed his friend away gently but firmly. Lisa's words hung in the air like a bitter accusation, her voice tinged with frustration and hurt. "I don't love you, Lisa," he said quietly, his tone laced with regret. "I never have." Lisa recoiled as if struck, her eyes wide with disbelief and pain. "You don't love me?" she echoed, her voice trembling with a mixture of anger and betrayal. "But... Archie, you can't deny what we have." Archie sighed heavily, his gaze drifting away for a moment before returning to meet Lisa's accusing stare. "What we have isn't love, Lisa," he explained gently, his voice tinged with sadness. "I care about you deeply as a friend, but that's all it is." Lisa shook her head defiantly, her hands balling into fists at her sides. "Isabella doesn't have the right to have you," she declared, her words coming out
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire.Chapter 29: Glimmer of hope .Isabella sat beside her best friend, Dara, in the comfort of her home, watching the news unfold on the television screen. The room was filled with a heavy silence, broken only by the distant hum of the news anchor's voice narrating the scandalous events that had transpired at the mansion.As the video footage replayed—capturing her and Alan in a compromising position—Isabella felt a wave of embarrassment and shame wash over her. The images portrayed her in a light she didn't recognize, casting judgment and scorn upon her actions.Dara placed a reassuring hand on Isabella's shoulder, a silent gesture of support in the midst of the media storm. Isabella's heart sank as the news anchor's words painted Archibald as the villain, accusing him of breaking homes and labeling him with hurtful accusations.The weight of public scrutiny bore down on Isabella, the unfairness of it all twisting in her gut. She knew the truth—t
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 30: Rivalries . In the dimly lit study of the family mansion, tension hung heavy in the air like a storm waiting to break. Archibald stood rigidly, his father's booming voice reverberating off the walls as accusations flew like arrows. "You've disgraced this family, Archie!" His father's face was red with fury, lines etched deeply with disappointment and anger. "I raised you to be better than this!" Alan stood beside Archie, his head bowed in shame, unable to meet the elder Archibald's piercing gaze. The weight of guilt bore heavily on his shoulders, knowing his actions had not only hurt Isabella but had also brought shame upon his best friend and their family name. Archibald's sister, Janette, watched the scene unfold with a cool detachment, her voice cutting through the heated argument like a knife. "Father, putting Archie as the next heir is a mistake," she declared firmly, her tone laced with certainty. "His reckless behavio
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 31: Conflicting . In the tense atmosphere of the family meeting, Archibald's mind raced with conflicting thoughts and emotions. His father's disapproval of Isabella weighed heavily on him, casting a shadow over the proceedings. As the discussion veered towards the absence of Isabella, Archie couldn't suppress the gnawing concern that his relationship was being judged and condemned by those closest to him. "Is that why Bella isn't here?" Archie's voice cut through the room, his tone tinged with frustration and defiance. He couldn't help but feel a surge of protectiveness towards Isabella, a need to defend her honor and their relationship against the scrutiny of his family. Before anyone could respond, Chantelle, Isabella’s half-sister, interjected with a cutting remark. "Bella doesn't deserve to be here," she stated bluntly, her voice laced with disdain. Archie's temper flared instantly, his eyes narrowing with anger as
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire .Chapter 32: talks .“Shouldn’t we be up there listening on the conversation?.” Jake inquired from his sister who sat next to him at the counter.Dara rolled her eyes. “Isabella’s business is certainly not our business so focus on your work and learn to mind your self next time.”Jake gave her a look at that resisting the urge to roll his eyes before paying attention to his books which were scattered around the counter. He glanced through them for a second before looking upstairs again.He wondered what Isabella and the hot guy were talking about.“What if she needs our help?.” Jake spoke up again shifting aside his books as he looked at his sister.Dara sighed dropping her phone back on the counter. “Jake, Warren is not like that. He’s Archibald best friend and he’s also one of the higher ups at where I work. I really respect him so whatever you are thinking, drop it!.” “I’m not thinking anything.”“You are!.”“What if he’s here to present the n
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 33: Conflicts part 2 . In the tense silence that followed Chantelle's bombshell revelation, her mother's voice cut through the air with a mix of determination and concern. The elder Mrs Norman, a woman of poise and authority, addressed Alan's grandfather directly, her tone firm but tinged with empathy. "Mr. Archibald, we can't ignore what's happened here," she began, her voice steady despite the gravity of the situation. "Alan has made mistakes, but we must do what's right for the family's reputation and for the sake of the child. Chantelle can’t just have a baby for him without him having to take responsibility for it.” Alan's grandfather, a figure known for his wisdom and level-headedness, regarded her with a solemn expression. His features betrayed a mix of contemplation and concern as he processed the implications of Chantelle's pregnancy and the proposed solution of marriage. "This is a serious matter," Alan's grandfathe
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