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CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE: An Attempt to Fight Back
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I Want A Divorce, Mr. Billionaire! CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO: Carter Won't Give an Easy Fight
This can’t be how it ends! Not for me! With a subtle nod at my bodyguards, they spring into action, and chaos erupts instantly. The police officers fight back valiantly, their hands scrambling for their guns, but they’re outnumbered and overpowered. Now subdued, they’re dragged away, their pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears. I smirk as the handcuffs are removed from my wrists. “Don’t kill them yet. Just put them in the basement.”I turn my attention to packing. I’m not running away—just regrouping until everything simmers down. I can't be in jail, because I’m Carter Whitlock, and my empire needs me.Mom emerges from my bedroom door, her face etched with worry. “Carter, this is madness!”I barely glance at her as I continue packing. “I know. But I promise I’ll come back smarter and more dangerous.”Mom’s eyes glisten with unshed tears, but she can only watch as I hurry out of the room.With fifty of my bodyguards, we ride in separate cars then drive away from my mansion.I’m in t
I Want A Divorce, Mr. Billionaire! CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE: Carter is Dead
HAZEL’S POV: "Carter Whitlock, a multi-billionaire business mogul, was inside his helicopter when it exploded during an attempt to escape the authorities," the anchor reports. Tears fall in my eyes, but for what reason exactly? Guilt, because I played a huge part in all of this? Or fear that Sammy may blame me for losing his father one day?I never want Carter to die, let alone a horrible death. I just want him gone, out of our lives.Marius anchors me into an embrace when my knees buckle, and I almost lose my footing. "Carter's downfall is his own doing," Marius murmurs. "Don't blame yourself."He’s right. I can't let even Carter's ghost to also haunt me. It’s my right to embrace my hard-won freedom.As I pull back slightly, I look up at Marius. “Thank you. I feel better now.”My attention suddenly shifts towards the Whitlock Corporation, which is now teetering on the brink of bankruptcy, when papa appears in the living area and opens the topic about it."Hazel, I know it's a to
I Want A Divorce, Mr. Billionaire! CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR: Hazel's Psychological Turmoil
I try to brush off Carter’s terrifying image and voice from my mind as I head back towards the conference room. When we’re finished signing the documents, I hand Reeve the check worth $10 billion, the amount we agreed upon.Now that I solidify my ownership of the Whitlock Corporation, I wanna change its name. But that and several other plans I have for it will have to wait. For now, I wanna rest and not think about anything else.Back at home, I sink into my bed with a prayer not to have another nightmare of Carter again.When I wake up, it’s almost sunset. Marius is beside me with Sammy cradled in his arms. My heart warms as they both smile at me.“How are you feeling?” Marius asks.“Recharged,” I say. Also glad that Carter didn’t appear in my dream again.Marius places a folded paper on my lap. "An itinerary for a trip to Tokyo. I think you need to unwind after everything that’s happened."My eyes widen in surprise. "That sounds... perfect!"I’ve never had a real vacation in my li
I Want A Divorce, Mr. Billionaire! CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE: A Vacation Gone Wrong!
Empty. That’s what the hallway is, provoking my heart to hammer against my chest. Marius pulls me inside our suite and locks the door."Someone may have mistaken our suite for theirs," Marius says.Though I hope he’s right, there’s a nagging feeling that refuses to loosen its grip on me. I try to steel myself, reminding myself that I’m here to unwind, not to be more distressed.When Sammy finally wakes up, I throw myself into the rest of the day's activities, determined to shake off the unease.We head to Tokyo Disneyland. A giddy sense of wonder rushes through me as Sammy squeals with delight on the rides. I feel like a child again, experiencing something I’ve never known. My adoptive parents always left me behind during their vacations only taking their biological son with them, claiming I needed to focus on my studies for a better future, even during summer breaks. Now that I’m a mother, I’m grateful that Sammy can experience this, to have fun and create memories that’ll fill
I Want A Divorce, Mr. Billionaire! CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX: The Danger He Brings
My heart pounds in my chest as the dreamlike haze refuses to lift. No, this isn't a nightmare; it’s a horrifying reality! Carter is still alive! B-but, how did he survive such an explosion?!Desperation surges through me as I writhe against Carter’s iron hold, my muffled cries for Marius turning into silent prayers."You're mine, so is Sammy. No one can ever have you,” he hisses. As Carter attempts to lift me from the bed, I manage to loosen his hand just enough to scream, "Marius!" Marius stirs. The moment he comprehends the scene before him, his eyes widen in alarm. Quickly, Carter releases me and lunges at him. And the room erupts into chaos as they clash.My first instinct is to protect Sammy, so I dart to his bed, scooping him up into my arms. Sammy wakes up then wails, prompting me to hold him tighter.For a moment, I just watch Marius in horror, can’t think of anything to do to help him.I can't just stand here! I have to do something!I bolt towards the telephone on the be
I Want A Divorce, Mr. Billionaire! CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN: Men In Desperation
CARTER’S POV: Sammy’s babysitters stand fearfully and guilty at the edge of the room. "Hazel has probably read my love letter to her by now. Bring her to me too, and I'll give your families back to you,” I say.Without words, the babysitters hurry out of my ‘hideout’ to fulfill my demand.I turn my attention to Sammy who makes my heart swell with love and joy. His initial fear of my scarred appearance fades away, replaced by the familiar giggles and playful energy we once shared. The thoughts of Marius, having this moment, ignites a smoldering anger within me. He has no right to act like Sammy’s father. It’s only my right alone.My family will be complete again, and I’ll help Hazel rebuild my… I mean, our company.I kiss Sammy’s forehead, then whispers, "You'll see your mother soon, and we'll be very happy."I gently lay Sammy down on my bed as he drifts to sleep, covering him with a blanket. He’s my carbon copy; every contour of his face is me. But when I look at myself in the cr
I Want A Divorce, Mr. Billionaire! CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT: Catching Carter
MARIUS’ POV: This has to be the place. Standing outside Carter and Hazel’s old apartment door, I glance over my shoulder to catch a glimpse of the undercover officers and my disguised bodyguards as passersby. When they give me the signal, I knock on the door. I wait, straining to hear any sign of movement from within. But there’s nothing. The babysitters are possibly being cautious. Or possibly Carter is inside, holding them hostage. The lock requires both a password and biometrics, so I’m left with kicking the door with all my might to get in. It swings open after several kicks, slamming against the wall with a resounding thud.I rush inside. The officers and my bodyguards follow suit. But it’s empty. There’s no sign of anyone having been here recently.“Damn it,” I hiss, fists clenching.Did I make a mistake? Carter has several apartments, but this is the only one he allowed Hazel to use during their marriage. “We’ll check the security footage, see if we can find any clues a
I Want A Divorce, Mr. Billionaire! CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE: The Unrevealed Truth
HAZEL’S POV: It's time to go and save my Sammy! I wait until I’m certain Marius and papa are gone. Then, I open my eyes and spit out the sedative pills I’ve hidden beneath my tongue. The babysitters’ surrender is a ruse, orchestrated by Carter to lure Marius and papa away from me. That’s written as my instruction on how to get to him at the back of the note I found in Sammy’s crib. I consider telling Marius and papa the truth, but I’m scared that if I do, Carter will find out before we can capture him. I can’t risk the possibility of never seeing my Sammy again. The mansion is full of bodyguards and staff, all under strict orders to keep me safe, but contained. So I have to be very careful with my every move. Slipping out of the bedroom, I navigate the corridors, avoiding the main areas where the bodyguards and staff will be most vigilant. I then make my way to the back door where I spot one of the bodyguards’ cars. Its heavily tinted windows provide the perfect cover. I hop i
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