Share
81
Related chapters
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 82
VIVIANMy eyes fluttered open. It took me a minute to get accustomed to the dreary darkness of the room. My eyes were still sleep laden but I was conscious enough to understand that what was at stake was greater than my exhaustion. I needed to get away from here, and quickly too. My hands groped the bed and lightly brushed the fabric of Nate’s silk pajama trousers. He was still sleeping soundly, the sound of his breathing like music to my ears. I wondered how he could sleep so soundly when my night had been fitful, overwhelmed and torn by the dilemma of a decision I knew was both inevitable and ultimate. I turned in his direction. It might be the last time I would be in the same room with him as man and wife. I got out of the bed and silently made my way to the bathroom to wash my teeth and my face. By the time Nate woke up and realized what had hit him, I would be gone, having expertly avoided a conversation that is unnecessary and surely incapable of ending amicably. I grabbed m
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 83
VIVIANI could feel myself start to hyperventilate. My breath came out in short bursts while my eyes were trained on the approaching form of Richard. He had transformed into something I couldn't recognize and even though I tried to stay calm, I could not stop the feeling of foreboding that had overtaken me. This man in front of me could not be reasoned with. He could hurt me without batting an eyelid and by the time he came to his senses, it would be too late. "What the hell are you doing?" I screamed, backing up against the wall. My eyes darted towards the door. Could I make a run for it before he caught up with me? I wished today was a work day and there were employees just at the other side. At least then he would have had to keep himself in check. "What does it look like I'm doing, Viv?" He asked. His voice was so menacingly low, it sent a cold shiver down my spine. I had never hated my pet name so much in my entire life. He made it sound like a threat. I forced myself to l
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 84
VIVIANI pressed a firm hand to my chest to still my pounding heart.I had been anticipating this news for the past couple of days, and here it was finally—the proof of our consistent hard work over the past three days.Richard and his company were trending, and for all the wrong reasons too. I had made sure to spare no effort in my revenge plans, and it was one disaster after the other—one new piece of evidence sent to the press every other day.Of course, he had tried to break his fall in every way possible, but the evidence was too damning and way too much.I couldn't be sure how Emily had gained such access to inside information, but it was good for me, so I did not press her for details, and neither was she motivated to share.I had now made it a habit to listen to the radio at every chance I got, switching between TV channels at random as a routine. Now, he was on the news yet again.This time, it was talk about how their stock prices had plummeted. I could just imagine the giga
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 85
NATEI felt cold to the marrow of my bones. Vivian was in danger. I could not process anything else but this information. I wanted it to not be true so badly that I closed my mind to the possibility, telling myself that there must have been a mix-up somewhere. Surely, Vivian was still in the living room where I had left her. I only had to walk down the stairs and I would see her bent over her laptop, with frown lines on her face alternating between reading two news articles. "What do you mean? Vivian is with me." I said, the doubt in my words evident even to my own ears. "Richard is planning to hurt her. In a very brutal way. Please confirm her location immediately." The voice of the spy I had placed on Richard echoed like a broken tape in my head. He was one of the very few guys I trusted because of his competence and because he was discreet, so I had entrusted the job of tailing and spying on Richard to him and thus far, he had done his money's worth. I did not wait for him t
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 86
VIVIANI pulled hard at the skin of my face. It hurt, so I knew I was not dreaming. Richard had been arrested and my mother was really awake. It felt almost too good to be true. Just a few hours ago, my life had been the epitome of anxiety and misery but the tables had turned so quickly and suddenly that I could not put my emotions to words. I let Nate lead me to where I had parked his car, still in a daze. I watched him as he spoke to the members of his security team, barely registering any of the words he said even though he continuously gestured towards me. I was itchy to go and see my mother and hear her voice. I had so many things, to tell her, so many things to do, we had so much to catch up on and the thought of it made my breath catch in my throat. The happiness I felt was not abstract. It was a heavy thing weighing on every vestige of my soul and I enjoyed it thoroughly. I had not known it was still possible for me to feel this type of unbridled joy. Nate handed the key
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 87
NATEMy head throbbed painfully. I restrained myself from punching the dashboard of my car as I pulled into the driveway of my house. Vivian had made it painfully clear that she wanted nothing to do with me and while I had taken it with a coolheadedness that surprised even me, the reality was starting to dawn on me. I was alone in the car, there was no Vivian to shoot baleful glances at me from the shotgun seat, no Vivian to give me the silent treatment or start a fight about something I might have brushed off as casual. I hated myself for how much levity I treated her with in the past. I had always assumed she would always be by my side, unable to break away, unable to let me go for as long as I wanted at least. Why had I subscribed to put her through so much misery? I had never once in my wildest imagination imagined that I would end up falling head over heels in love with her. There was a time months ago it might have been easier to write this off as an unlucky and unprecede
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 88
VIVIANI turned on my bed and almost fell off. My eyes snapped open at once. Bright light was streaming into my room through the window. I sat up on my bed and yawned, taking a moment to really take in my surroundings. My room here was smaller than the one in Nate's mansion but at least I was free of the heartache that came with living in that house. I made my bed quickly while humming a tune under my breath before skipping to the bathroom to shower and wash my teeth. Now that I was pathetically jobless, I needed to work twice as hard or it would only be a matter of time before I tucked my tail between my legs and sought out Nate. The thought was so repulsive that I almost gagged on my toothbrush. I sat in front of my vanity, applying my ten step skin care routine while speaking words of affirmation to myself because a nagging fear kept gnawing at me that I might not be able to do well on my own. Just as I finished applying mascara, my phone buzzed from the pocket of my bathrobe.
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 89
VIVIANI could hear the sound of my heart pounding in my rib cage. I snatched my arm off Emily's hands and exhaled heavily. "What the hell, Emily." I breathed out when I had taken in enough air. But she wasn't listening to me. She peered out the corner, her eyes darting from side to side and when she had confirmed it was safe, she collapsed against the wall and took off her hat. Her hair spiralled down to her shoulders from the back of her neck where she had held it loosely. "What is going on?" I pressed, unable to keep the indignation out of my voice.I did not know what to make of the situation as everything had happened so quickly and I had a lot of questions to ask her too but I was too disoriented to even begin to gather my thoughts. "Those men were tailing you." She wet her bottom lip with saliva and looked to the ground. "I was not sure what they were after but I didn't want to take chances." I looked at her. The wounds on her face had lightened considerably but she still
Latest chapter
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby EPILOGUE
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 111
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 110
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 109
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 108
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 107
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 106
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 105
Divorcing him: Mr billionaire doesn't want our baby 104
