My billionaire ex-husband wants me back

Silver moonlight poured across the Watson estate, its glow casting long shadows through the glass panes. Laughter echoed from the spacious living room—carefree, hearty, and cruel in its oblivion. The Watsons were basking in comfort. And Scarlet Andy? She was drowning in silence. Upstairs in the master bedroom, Scarlet sat hunched on the edge of the bed, folding the last of the laundry she'd washed with blistered fingers. Her vision swam, heat making her cheeks flush as sweat trickled down her neck. Her body ached. Fever gripped her like an iron glove, but rest had become a stranger—just like love. She reached for the next piece of clothing. Lucas' suit. Her fingers trembled slightly as she pressed the fabric between her palms. Her heart whispered, You’ve given too much. The door creaked open. “There you are. Are you planning to spend the whole night folding clothes like a sloth?” Clair's voice sliced through the air, sharp and venom-laced. She leaned against the doorframe with cro

The next morning, Scarlet was tending quietly to her wounds, her body aching from the previous night’s assault. Her limbs felt heavy, her heart even heavier. She was trying to stay afloat in a sea of humiliation when loud, thundering footsteps and shouting pierced the calm. “The bloody idiot! Where the hell is she? I know you’re in there, you evil witch!” Scarlet’s blood ran cold. That voice—Rachel Watson, her mother-in-law—came crashing through the hallway like a storm of fury. Scarlet tried to reach the door, to lock it, but it was too late. The door flew open with force. Rachel stood tall in the doorway, her face a portrait of unfiltered rage. Her eyes burned holes into Scarlet. “You wicked, disgusting girl! What has that poor child ever done to you?” Scarlet, weak and battered, tried to explain, her voice strained. “I didn’t do anything to her. Maria attacked me first… I found her in Lucas’ bed—” “Lies!” Rachel spat, advancing toward her like a predator. “Maria isn’t a lowlif

Lucas’s voice thundered through the walls of his office. “You changed the PIN on your card? Why?” Maria stood with her arms folded, seething. “I went to get some designer pieces today and your card declined. What the hell, Lucas?” He didn’t even glance at her. He kept scribbling in the notepad on his desk, calmly but coldly. “You spend like money grows on trees. I work for every penny, Maria. You waste it like it's candy. Scarlet never did that.” Maria froze. Her tone sharpened, laced with disbelief. “You’re comparing me to Scarlet now?” “She never asked for anything. Never used my cards without asking. She respected the effort behind every dime.” “Oh, please!” Maria scoffed, her voice rising. “Scarlet ran off and left you, remember? Don’t go romanticizing her like she’s some goddess. You’re only saying this because you’re mad she walked out. She’ll come crawling back once she’s broke. Probably drained your accounts before leaving anyway.” Lucas’s head shot up, his eyes blazing.

“I said, who are you and how did you get in my room?” Scarlet asked, her voice rising.The stranger looked at her with a grin on his face, he looked like those romantic men from fairytale stories and movies. He leaned forward a bit, Scarlet could feel his breath on her neck.“My name is Peter, Peter walker.” He said, stretching forth his hand towards Scarlet for a handshake. Scarlet looked at him and took a few steps back. He withdrew his hand stylishly and put them in his pocket.“My name is Peter Walker and I am your new driver and guard. Grandpa Trump sent me here. Oh, here's my CV and a brief introductory note about myself. Sorry for taking you unaware, I will take my leave now.” Scarlet quickly shut the door immediately he left. She sat on her bed, holding her forehead, beads of sweat glistening on her face and neck. She hurriedly picked up her phone and dialed a number.“Hello grandpa….”“Yes darling.” A grumpy, husky voice came from the other end.“Grandpa, I never said I nee

“You called for me ma'am?” Peter said, stepping into her room.“Uhmm yes. Lyssa and I made some reservations at the Livingston restaurant. Kindly drive us there.”Throughout the ride, Scarlet kept looking outside the window, her mind filled with different thoughts. She was happy to be finally free from Lucas's troubles and his family but it seems as though everything keeps going wrong.They arrived at the restaurant and Scarlet noticed all eyes were on her.The people there murmured and made side eyes which made her uncomfortable.“Lyssa, I think we should leave.” She whispered, holding Lyssa's hands.“No, we aren't leaving.” Scarlet walked up to a female teen who had eyes on her since she had entered.“Mind telling me why you all are looking at me?” Scarlet asked her sincerely.“Uhmm, it's just that, it's everywhere on the news and internet that you stole from the famous billionaire family and that you are his ex wife.”her voice quavered.Scarlet was furious. The news hit her hard