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MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHAPTER 139
I couldn’t shake the unease that gnawed at me as I stared at Justin’s text. Meeting him wasn’t something I wanted to do, not after everything he’d put me through. But as much as I hated the idea, I couldn’t ignore the thought of finally getting my properties back without dragging this lawsuit out any longer. The question was, could I trust him? The answer was obvious, yet the temptation lingered.I spent the entire morning going back and forth, trying to convince myself that this was a trap, that Justin was just playing more of his twisted games. But what if, by some miracle, he was serious? What if he really was willing to return everything without a fight? The thought was too enticing to dismiss.Eventually, my curiosity and desperation won out. I needed to know what he was up to, even if it meant facing him again. So, after much hesitation, I messaged Justin, agreeing to meet him at my parents’ old vacation house.The ride there felt like it took forever, my mind racing with all th
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The café buzzed with the usual hum of activity—clinking cups, the hiss of the espresso machine, the low murmur of conversations blending into a soothing white noise. Yet, to me, it all felt distant, like I was trapped in a glass box, separated from the world around me. The vibrant chatter, the occasional laughter, the shuffle of footsteps—all of it faded into the background, muffled as if I were submerged underwater.I sat at a small table by the window, my usual spot, but today it felt different. The sun streamed in through the glass, casting a warm glow across the room, yet I couldn’t feel its warmth. My hands trembled as I gripped the cup of coffee in front of me, the ceramic cool against my skin, a stark contrast to the roiling heat inside me. I brought the cup to my lips, but the rich aroma that usually comforted me now did nothing to settle my nerves.I stared into the dark liquid, trying to find some semblance of calm in its depths, but all I saw was the reflection of my own tu
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The late afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden light that did little to lift the weight on my shoulders. As I walked along the main road after my frustrating encounter with Regina at the café, the anger and frustration still simmered beneath my skin. I needed to talk to someone who would understand, someone who could help me make sense of this mess. Without thinking twice, I pulled out my phone and dialed Aunt Lou’s number.“Margarette, is everything alright?” Aunt Lou’s voice was laced with concern the moment she answered.I hesitated, not wanting to worry her, but I couldn’t keep it all bottled up anymore. “Aunt Lou, is it okay if I drop by your clinic? I need to talk.”“Of course, dear. I’m finishing up with my last patient now. Come over, I’ll be here.”“Thank you,” I murmured, relief washing over me. I hung up and flagged down a taxi, my mind already racing ahead to the conversation I knew I had to have.The ride to Aunt Lou’s clinic felt longer than usual, th
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The days following the incident with Justin and Regina were filled with a tumultuous blend of determination and dread. I kept telling myself that I wouldn’t let them get to me, that I would push forward and secure the victory in the lawsuit. Every morning, I woke up with a renewed sense of purpose, reminding myself that I had to prove to Justin—and to myself—that I wasn’t someone who would simply surrender to his manipulations.On one such morning, as I descended the stairs, the smell of freshly brewed coffee greeted me, mingling with the faint scent of the flowers Aunt Lou always kept in a vase by the kitchen window. But instead of the usual peaceful start to the day, I was met with an unusual sight—Aunt Lou, standing by the living room couch, her hand clutching the phone to her ear, her expression strained. She was talking to someone, and the anxiety etched into her features made my heart skip a beat. I hesitated at the bottom of the stairs, not wanting to intrude, but as Aunt Lou’
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The silence in the car was almost suffocating, each of us wrapped up in our own thoughts. I glanced at Uncle George as he drove, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles had turned white against the worn leather. It had been years since I’d last seen him, and though the circumstances were far from ideal, the wear of time was etched deeply on his face. He looked older, more burdened by the weight of life’s unexpected blows.Aunt Lou sat beside him, trying and failing to hide her tears. She dabbed at her eyes with a crumpled tissue, thinking no one noticed. But I did. I saw everything—the silent sorrow in the set of her shoulders, the tremor in her hands.I wanted to say something, anything, to ease the tension, but the words just wouldn’t come. Instead, I stared out the window, watching the world blur past, my own emotions a tangled mess that I couldn’t begin to unravel.The car hummed quietly, the sound only amplifying the tension.When we finally arrived a
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The morning light filtered through the thin curtains of the hospital room, casting a pale glow on the sterile environment. My heart pounded in my chest, but I tried to push down the nerves as I prepared myself to donate blood for Lena. After a restless night, I knew that this was the least I could do for Aunt Lou and my cousin.The nurse smiled at me as she prepped the needle. "You’re doing a wonderful thing," she said softly.I forced a smile back, trying to ignore the slight tremor in my hand as I clenched and unclenched it. "I’m just glad I can help."The donation itself was quick, though the aftermath left me feeling light-headed. The nurse offered me juice and a snack, insisting I rest for a bit, but I was too anxious to stay still. I needed to see Aunt Lou, to make sure she was okay.As I walked out of the donation room, I found Aunt Lou pacing in the hallway, her worry etched into every line of her face. When she saw me, her expression shifted to one of relief, though concern s
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"I feel fine," I insisted as Leon and I were arguing that I wanted to go and take turns with Aunt Lou to look after Lena. Aunt Lou must be pretty exhausted now and would need my help inside the ICU.But Leon was being stubborn into telling me that I needed to rest more. This was one reason I didn’t want him here, he could be over frantic than I was over my body. I still know myself better when I feel unwell."You're not fine," Leon countered softly. "You nearly fainted earlier. You scared the hell out of me, you know that?"His words brought back the hazy memory of collapsing in his arms, the world spinning around me. "I didn't mean to worry you."Leon sighed, his fingers tracing small circles on the back of my hand. "I know you didn't. But you need to take care of yourself too."Before I could respond, the door creaked open, and Aunt Lou rushed in, her face a mixture of relief and worry. "Oh, Margarette! Thank God you're okay," she exclaimed, hurrying to my side."Aunt Lou," I began,
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Leon’s touch was deliberate, every movement sending a ripple of heat through my body. He began by slowly undressing me, his lips never leaving mine, capturing every gasp of breath, every moan, as his hands roamed my skin. His mouth was all-consuming, leaving me breathless, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of his kiss.As my clothes fell away, Leon’s mouth descended to my breasts, his tongue flicking over my nipples before he began to suck, drawing moans from deep within me. Each pull of his lips on my sensitive skin sent waves of pleasure down my spine, making me arch into him, desperate for more.“I see you’re liking this,” Leon murmured against my skin, his voice thick with desire. He continued to suck on my nipples, making them swollen and tender. His hand slipped beneath my panties, his fingers finding my clit with a skillful ease, massaging it in slow, deliberate circles.“You’re making this hard for me, Leon,” I managed to utter, my voice trembling with need.He lifted his hea
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