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Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 125. A GETAWAY
VINCENTShe was mute all the way to my house. Even while we packed up because I decided that we were leaving to somewhere more private. I had a luxury apartment located in the middle of probably nowhere… kind of like, a province area, and I decided I would take her there.We could lay off steam there for a while, and then return afterward to continue from where she stopped. If she wanted to.I made her eat before we went anywhere. She could barely walk and her eyes were sunken. I fed her when it seemed like she had lost strength to do even that, and she ate off my hands, devouring the meal like her life depended on it.Technically, it did.One of her assaulters had died from internal bleeding as James had reported, I remembered. It was Fred.I had no clue when the time would be right to break that news to her but I knew it was not going to he anytime soon. She looked subdued, tired, and no matter how many times I had asked her to step aside while I sorted out her clothes, she paid me
Last Updated : 2024-10-09Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 126. TALKS
KATERINAThe luxury apartment Vincent had whisked me away to was perched on the edge of nowhere. Surrounded by rolling hills and endless skies, it was the kind of place that felt completely detached from the rest of the world. No business deals, no corporate empires—just silence, interrupted only by the occasional breeze rustling through the trees outside. It was peaceful, idyllic, a far cry from the life we were both used to.And yet, even in this sanctuary, I couldn’t turn my mind off. My thoughts kept wandering back to my revenge plan, to the people who had crossed me, and the power moves I was supposed to be making. Vincent had somehow convinced me to take a break. To lie low, to let the storm pass for a moment. It was infuriating, in a way, that he knew exactly how to get me out of my own head. Vincent was now leaning back against the headboard, the soft morning light framing his sharp features. Even here, in the intimacy of my bedroom, his presence was magnetic—his jaw set, his
Last Updated : 2024-10-10Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 127. ANYTHING FOR HER
VINCENT She wanted to plan a funeral of a man who I barely gave two shits about. And guess who was at the frontline, planning almost everything, setting up schedules.Right, me.I stared at my phone with a frown, wondering what had become of me.Katerina stepped out of the shower in my t-shirt, drying her hair and as a result, causing the hem of the shirt to inch up higher than it originally was. I stopped typing into my phone, my attention successfully snatched by her enthralling figure.The fabric clung to her damp skin, the smell of her shampoo filling the room. It was intoxicating, more than it had any right to be. I sat there, phone forgotten in my hand, watching her like I didn’t have the self-control I was known for. Katerina's eyes caught mine, a flicker of amusement crossing her face, like she knew exactly what she was doing. And maybe she did. She had always been able to get under my skin, push me past my limits. I could feel the tension building in my chest, the war ins
Last Updated : 2024-10-10Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 128. THE MAFIA…
KATERINAVincent teased me all day long for walking funny, even if he was the cause of it. Thankfully, his crazy libido was limited to two rounds and then I could have the rest of the day to myself."This is nice." I said with gritted teeth as I checked out the schedule for Kelvin's funeral whilst sitting on the bed the next day.He nodded, "And maybe this is not really what you want to hear right now, but we just found out that Whitney is still in the state, she is just in hiding but she has not left the State."I nodded.The closer she was to us, the better. Why could I not stop thinking of her? Ways to make her pay because I even blamed her for Kelvin's death, ways to have her grovel on her knees before me, ways to kill her.The last thought seriously questioned who I had become currently because of her, but at the same time, I could not be too bothered.Whitney Jackson deserved everything she would get when I was done with her. She was a bloody murderer, and murderers deserved dea
Last Updated : 2024-10-11Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 129. THE DEBTOR
VINCENTShe had been acting weird, and all of a sudden, I was no longer interested in Owen's task. I just wanted to get this whole thing over with and get out of there."Where's the house?" I asked him, not hiding the impatience in my voice in any way. Owen raised a brow."Hurrying somewhere?"For some reason, I did not think I wanted to tell him about Katerina and I's hideout, or how we had gotten closer by the day or anything concerning her, in fact. The lesser he knew, the better for all of us.I shook my head, "I just need to get home early. Lay my head. I've been working for straight three days without sleep. I need to crash." I even offered a small smile, but from the look on Owen's face, he was not buying it. He did not say anything else about it though, we just trudged towards the house we were supposed to carry out the job.It was the debt Owen wanted to collect. Apparently, he wanted to quit this part of his numerous dirty jobs, just because he had fallen in love with a stri
Last Updated : 2024-10-11Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 130. TRUST ISSUES
KATERINA"Hello, Sir! Hello?!" My legs hurt as I ran after a guy that I saw walking along the empty street I was walking towards. He turned back briefly but kept walking, and I had to run faster to catch up with him.I sprinted down the abandoned street, my breath ragged, heart pounding louder than the echo of my footsteps. The air felt thick, heavy with dust that stirred around my feet, rising in little clouds as I ran. Every step was desperate, frantic and my eyes were locked on the figure ahead. My backpack was becoming too heavy to endure already, but I had to keep going.He was moving fast, too fast. A shadow slipping away just out of reach, his jacket flapping slightly in the breeze. I wanted to scream at him again to stop, to turn around, but my throat was too dry. Vincent said keeping my in an area like this was for my safety? He might have meant it, my subconscious defended.I shook my head. The text I’d seen—God, I couldn’t shake it. Mafia. A part of me wanted to believe th
Last Updated : 2024-10-12Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 131. BOSS’S SINS
VINCENTStaring at her panicked, big brown eyes—even if her body stayed stiff in an effort to pretend like she was not scared—my anger towards her dissipated to a good extent. At the moment, I was only pissed at the fucker who held her by the neck.Paying for the boss's sins, in this case, paying for my brother, Owen's sins was part of the package that came with being in the mafia. I had expected it, but at the same time, I had hoped that she would have nothing to do with it.I did not know the man standing before us in any way, but for some reason, he had a vendetta against me. I would not hesitate to shoot him in the head if he thought he could threaten me like that."Let her go. Face me." I spoke calmly, but he just scoffed."I said that to your brother, he looked me in the eye and shot every single one of my family members, despite my pleas." He retorted, but I was already done with this. I pulled the gun out of my holster and cocked it. Katerina jerked in his arms, looking petri
Last Updated : 2024-10-12Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 132. SHOULDN’T HAVE
KATERINA I was too quiet, too overwhelmed with guilt, that I eventually slept off in the back of the car, my head filled with thoughts of how he was doing, praying deep within myself that nothing happened to him.I woke up the next morning in my bedroom, and the guilt hit me again. Harder, this time. I swallowed, resting my head against the headboard with different thoughts swirling in my head. I checked the table for my phone but did not see it.I recalled walking inside here but not too well, I recalled taking off my bloodied clothes and taking a hot shower where I scrubbed off the blood and dirt. Then I changed into soft, cotton pyjamas and retired to bed.All that seemed like a dream now, the only evidence being the PJs I had on me. The memories seemed like a blur, and I hadn't even been drunk."Where did they keep the backpack?" I asked no one in particular, looking around in search of it.I had wanted to call him, see if he was alright. I had no idea how work was even going too
Last Updated : 2024-10-13
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Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 163. MARRYING MY FIRST LOVE
EPILOGUE KATERINA Forever and a long ass day; that was how long I wanted to be with Vincent. It was finally happening today, our wedding, and I was the happiest bride. Ava stepped into the suite where I was getting my makeup done, all dressed and looking every bit of the princess she was, and I could not help but fight back tears. Within the past few months since she got here, she had grown so much. She was so beautiful, looked happier now and more healthy. I loved this child so much… She had a single rose and a box in hand as she walked towards me and I shook my head, my smile refusing to leave my lips, "Vincent, right?" I questioned. She nodded with a wide smile, "Daddy asked me to give this to you, mommy." Yeah, she called out me ‘mommy’ not too long ago, and has not looked back ever since. With a grin on my face, I took the gifts off her hand and then tore the box open to reveal a blank cheque which read; THANK YOU FOR MARRYING ME… AGAIN. And I would do it o
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 162. ACCEPTANCE
VINCENTI could not believe what I was hearing. That fucking nanny had almost killed my wife-to-be, and her death was made that easy? I could not let my driver take the wheels on this one, I took hold of the steering myself, heading straight to the hospital I had been directed to.Katerina was not picking up any of my calls and I hated it. I wanted to know how she was doing, how my daughter was doing too. I wanted to make sure they had not ingested that fucking poison in any manner. If by any chance that poison had gone down any of my girls' throat, next believe I would be killing that bloody woman all over again.The drive to the hospital was long as hell, but I finally got there and practically jumped out of the front seat, heading straight inside the building.The moment I walked into the hospital room and saw Katerina sitting there, alive and well, I felt like I could breathe again. There she was, her face pale and tired, yet still the most beautiful thing I had ever laid my eye
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 161. NANNY?!
KATERINAThe house was quieter than usual that night, and I was starting to get that uneasy feeling again.I sat in the living room, reading a book while waiting for Ava to finish kissing her nanny goodnight so we could go to bed together.Vincent was out for the night handling some business, and I was left alone with Ava and the domestic staff. That's when I heard it—hushed voices from down the hallway. I couldn't make out everything, but the tone caught my attention. It was sharp, scolding. The words became clearer as I stood and crept toward the kitchen. "How could you mess this up, Ava? I told you to make sure she ate the eggs, not the chicken!" Her nanny hissed. "I—I thought she ate everything. I saw her do. I didn't know." Ava's small voice quivered, her words barely audible through the door. I could not then laugh at her little grammatical blunder at that moment, as I froze where I stood, my stomach twisting into knots. The eggs? What was she talking about? "Your mommy
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 160. “NO!”
KATERINA "Can I speak to mommy on the phone?" Ava asked quietly, looking up at me with desperate eyes. This was not the first time she had asked it, and it broke my heart for her that I could not give in to her request. "Sweetheart, I told you many times… mommy is out of reach. You cannot speak to her yet, but you will, I will take you to see her one of these days. I promise." I did not care if Whitney wanted her to see her like that or not, they'd have to meet, I decided. "Alright, K. Thank you." She muttered. The nickname always filled my stomach with butterflies. Fun fact; she had come up with it herself. In fact, she had requested to call me that. Though I secretly hoped she would eventually call me mommy, I decided to make do with this. We sat there while she colored on a new drawing hook I had bought for a while, until the smell of roasted chicken wafted through the room, and I looked back, noticing the nanny walking towards us. I almost moaned in relief. Finally. "So
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 159. “NEED YOU BOTH..”
KATERINAWhitney refused to tell us anything more after that. We stood there, threatening her with all manner of things, but she never budged. She just sat there, smiling crookedly and laughing occasionally.I finally convinced Vincent to leave there and we both went home, hoping to figure out what exactly Whitney meant with everything she said about Ava ourselves.This morning, I woke up in his arms and peered up to see that he was awake already, focused on his phone. He had wrinkled lines in his forehead and dark circles around his eyes, and I could not help but feel a twinge of worry for him.The man had been working so hard these days and somehow, I knew that it had something to do with what Whitney had said about his child.Ava was acting… well, she was still detached from her father but she was every bit the bubbly child around me. Her nanny lived with us now, and continued to take care of her, in better living conditions… it was what she wanted, and she had been very grateful.
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 158. QUESTIONING
VINCENT I slammed my car door shut before I went over to the other side to open up for Katerina. "Thank you," she muttered, looking as eager to see Whitney as I was. She looked even more eager, but then again that was probably because the woman literally wore her emotions like a sleeve. We walked briskly inside the prison walls without really saying anything else to each other; we had talked enough on our way here. It was only when we were getting to her cell, that Katerina turned to face me, telling me, "I am going to let you talk to her. You are the one who is mostly affected by this, I would let you question her and whatnot without any interruptions but I also want to say stuff to her too, just so you know." She informed me, and I nodded, not wanting to say anything in response at first, except that nod, but after a quick glance at her face, I could see the desperation in her eyes for me to be okay and just like that, I just couldn’t keep to myself any longer. I threw m
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 157. CHILDHOOD TRAUMA
KATERINA"Oh God, Ava!" I cried out as the little girl bolted away from the living room as we all had reacted too slowly because of course, no one had expected that from her.Vincent was the first to run after her, and also the first to recover from the shock. He was behind her in no time, and I was next, followed by the nanny.Luckily, the butler was quick enough to stop her. Ava was crying and kicking in his arms, demanding to be set free, but he was not having it."You aren't going out of here without adult supervision, woman!" He yelled, but she was not having it."Let me go! My mommy will hurt me, she says he's the bad guy, I cannot be around him, please…" She continued to cry. My heart broke in pieces for her. What kind of a mother was Whitney for crying out loud? "Your mother hurt you, and you still think your daddy is the bad man?" Vincent blurted out and I pinned him with a look, but he did not spare me a glance, his eyes were still transfixed in his daughter who refused to
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 156. MY CHILD
VINCENT Katerina pulled the door open for me, mumbling to the butler, "Never mind. I got this." And then she smile widely at me after opening the door, wrapping her arms around my body in a tight hug. Her smile was nervous as fuck, as if she had something to tell me, and I knew that she did. A child was in here, at the living room. I had peeked through the surveillance, because my girl sounded nervous as fuck and I had to know what was making her like that. It was either that or me storming out of the meeting I was in. There was a nanny with the little girl too. She was claiming that the child was mine, and Whitney was her mother. But how the fuck did that even happen? Katerina pulled away from me, her face twisting in an offended frown, "You don't want to hug me back?" She started to step aside, but then my hand gripped her waist and I pulled her to me with force so her body collided with mine. Katerina gasped, then burst into a fit of giggles as I planted kisses al
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 155. AVA ‘JACKSON’
KATERINA There was some commotion outside the front door. I had just heard it as I got out of the bathroom, trying to prepare to go shopping at the mall for a few essentials since I did not have work today. I ended up just throwing on Vincent’s T-shirt and a pair of shorts before heading downstairs to see what the noise was about. The noises grew louder as I approached the door and I pulled it open at once on reaching it. When my eyes met with a little girl's with her dark curls falling softly around her face, clutching a worn stuffed bunny, I almost thought she’d stopped at the wrong house. But then I noticed her eyes—a striking, familiar gray. The same piercing color that belonged to Vincent, with a touch of softness that reminded me of Whitney. Next to her stood a woman, exhausted, holding the little girl’s hand firmly, as if afraid she might lose her any moment. Our butler was asking questions, his gaze shifting between the woman and the little girl with polite suspicion.
