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12: A Bewildered Ex-husband
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The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 13: Facing Jessica
Williams POV. Driving to the hospital, my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. I had no idea it was Allison—no, Seraphina—all along. How had I been so blind? Jessica, in her typical arrogance, hadn't even recognized her, and yet she tried to humiliate her and vandalized her car. Allison retaliated with a force that left me reeling. She had beaten all my bodyguards, and even Jessica herself. I felt utterly exhausted. What had Allison done to herself in the past year? She wasn’t fat anymore; she had transformed into something powerful,now likw an espionage agent. It felt too surreal to believe. This was the same Allison—Seraphina—who had once been comfortable being fat and lazy, who could barely get herself around. Now she was powerful beyond measure. The way she had tackled Peter Donovan was something I couldn’t wrap my head around. Peter was known for his ruthlessness and strength, yet she brought him to his knees. And then there was the gunshot. My first instinct had
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 14: The Masked Party (I)
Allison's POV. Billionaire and philanthropist Benjamin Harrington was known for his extravagant events, and tonight's masked party was no exception. Harrington, a man in his late fifties with a distinguished presence and a reputation for his vast collection of rare diamonds, had recently been living in fear. He had reached out to Viktoh, my boss, with a plea for help. Harrington believed that his life was in grave danger, and the source of this threat was none other than Ivanov Dmitri, a wealthy Russian businessman with a keen interest in Harrington's prized diamond—a stunning, multifaceted heirloom that had been passed down through his family for two centuries. This diamond, known as the "Star of Harrington," was worth millions of dollars. The trouble had begun a few months ago when Harrington had hosted a private viewing of his diamond collection at his newly acquired mansion. Among the guests was Ivanov Dmitri, who had become visibly enamored with the "Star of Harrington."
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 15: The Masked Party (II)
Allison's POV. I needed a moment to regroup, to let the adrenaline of the dance subside. As I sipped my drink, the cool liquid doing little to calm my racing heart, I felt a presence behind me. I turned, and there stood Williams, his expression of curiosity and bewilderment. “Allison,” he started, his voice unsteady. “Can we talk?” I sighed, knowing this confrontation was inevitable. “What do you want, Williams?” He glanced around, clearly uncomfortable. “What’s with the sudden change? How is it possible that you’re...this? Part of an espionage group?” I raised an eyebrow, my patience already wearing thin. “You think you know me, Williams? You don’t know a thing.” He looked taken aback by the firmness in my voice but pressed on. “But I knew you before, Allison. You weren’t like this. You were...different.” “Different?” I echoed, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “You mean weaker? Less confident? Easy to push around?” “That’s not what I meant,” he stammered. “I just...I do
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 16: Can't Get Her Off His Mind
Williams POV. As I stepped into the shower, the hot water cascading over my shoulders, I scrubbed myself vigorously, trying to wash away the tension and confusion of the night. Allison—or Seraphina, as I had known her—kept invading my thoughts. How many times had we crossed paths since she reappeared in my life? Too many to be mere coincidence. I had been invited to Harrington's masked party, not expecting anything out of the ordinary. And then, there she was, moving through the crowd with an air of confidence that left me stunned. She was breathtakingly beautiful, her dress hugging curves I hadn't known she possessed. Every time I saw her, a pang of regret hit me hard. It was like some cosmic payback for all the things I had done to her. I couldn't get the image of her dancing with another man out of my mind. The way she moved, so skilled and graceful, it nearly drove me nuts. How could she have changed so much in just a year? The Allison I knew was a loving wife, always support
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 17: Apology Costs nothing
Williams' POV Allison laughed, the sound sharp and almost amused. “It’s funny to hear you say that, considering how you thought the exact opposite of me a year ago.” I swallowed hard, feeling a lump form in my throat. Her eyes, those piercing, unforgiving eyes, bore into mine. She folded her arms across her chest, the action drawing my attention to the confident posture she held. “Tell me, Williams,” she said, her tone icy. “Why did you marry me in the first place if you thought so lowly of me?” “I did love you, Allison,” I said, my voice almost a whisper. “I was an insensitive bastard. I know that now. I treated you terribly, but I did love you.” “It changes nothing,” she replied, her voice unwavering. “Your actions… they cost me our child.” My world tilted on its axis. “What?” I managed to croak out. “You were… pregnant?” She scoffed bitterly. “Yes, I was. Three months along. I wanted to announce it on our third anniversary. But then you lied about having an important b
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 18: Contempt For Her
Jessica's POV. I sat alone in my penthouse, the air thick with smoke and the bitter scent of whiskey. I took another long drag from my cigarette, the embers glowing like the fury in my chest. I poured myself another drink, the amber liquid sloshing over the rim as my hands trembled. Fat, pathetic Seraphina. The name echoed in my mind like a mocking refrain. How could it be her? How could the same weak, submissive woman turn into this... Allison? She was the one at the elite boutique, the one who had beaten up my bodyguards and slapped me around like I was nothing. She had this perfect body now, confident and powerful, while I was left behind, burning with jealousy. I screamed, throwing the empty glass across the room. It shattered against the wall, mirroring the pieces of my crumbling sanity. Williams had seen her. He had looked at her with regret, with longing. No wonder he wasn’t close to me anymore. He was still in love with her. The bitch. I grabbed the bottle and took a s
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 19: Losing It
Williams' POV. Allison’s words replayed in my mind, each one a blow to my face. "I was pregnant, Williams. Three months gone. Wanted to announce it on our third anniversary." I had lost not just my wife, but also a child I never knew about. The sheer weight of it all was suffocating. I found myself at the bar, nursing my fourth—or was it fifth?—scotch of the night. The amber liquid burned my throat, but it was a welcome distraction from the torrent of guilt and self-loathing swirling within me. I looked into the glass, seeing my reflection distorted by the alcohol. “You bastard,” I muttered to myself, my voice slurring slightly. “You selfish, insensitive bastard.” I couldn't shake the image of Allison's face as she spoke, the cold, emotionless exterior barely concealing the pain and hurt. The fact that she had carried my child, our child, and lost it because of my actions was a dagger to my heart. “I could’ve been a father,” I said, louder this time, catching the attention o
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 20: Behind Bars
Williams POV. The pounding in my head was non-stop, a reminder of the previous night.. As I slowly opened my eyes, the unfamiliar surroundings made my heart sink. I was in a cell. I could barely believe it. I rubbed my temples, trying to piece together the occurrence of last night. “Allison…” I muttered, the name slipping from my lips swiftly. Memories of me stumbling through the streets, shouting her name, and being restrained by the police flooded back. I groaned and sat up, wincing at the dull ache in my muscles. The concrete bench beneath me was hard, and the cold steel bars surrounding me felt like an insult to my status. Me, Williams, a billionaire, in a cell. It was beyond humiliating. “What the hell am I doing here?” I demanded, my voice sounding through the empty holding area. “Let me out!” An officer approached me, his expression firm. “Calm down, sir. You were brought in for disturbing the peace.” “Do you know who I am?” I snapped, rising to my feet unsteadily.
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The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent Epilogue
Allison's POV.Two months had passed since that nightmare, and Jessica was finally where she belonged: back in prison. Turns out, she had escaped with the help of her five-star general brother, James. But justice had a way of catching up to people like her. She was given more life sentences, no chance of parole this time, and James? Stripped of his rank, kicked out of the military, and sentenced to 15 years behind bars. The news was the most satisfying thing I’d heard in a long time.And Viktor Romanov? He couldn’t take the heat. The torture got to him. He’d ended his own life rather than face more of what was coming to him. It was hard to feel anything for him, knowing what he’d done to me, but at least that chapter was closed.I was still healing, but at least I was on my feet again. Viktoh had given me a six-month leave, after everything I’d suffered, and I wasn’t about to argue. I needed the time away. Time to breathe, to heal, to focus on what truly mattered.And today, it was ti
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 120: The Breaking Point
Allison's POV.My chest tightened, but I forced myself to sit up straighter. She shouldn’t be here. "You’re supposed to be in prison," I said, my voice steady despite the flood of memories—memories of how she had turned my life upside down, destroyed everything I had with Williams, and left me broken in more ways than one.Jessica’s smile only widened, her eyes gleaming with malice. "I got out." Her tone was casual, like she was discussing the weather. She stepped closer, and I could feel the venom between us. This woman… she had ruined everything. She had turned Williams against me, manipulated him, and made sure I lost our baby that night when I ran through the rain, heartbroken. That accident had ripped my world apart, and Jessica’s hands were all over it.And even after I came back, stronger and more dangerous than before, Jessica hadn’t stopped. She had tried to kill me more times than I could count. The desperation in her had reached insane levels, trying to trap Williams with
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 119: The Return
Allison’s POVThe steady beeping of the machines was the only sound filling the room, but I couldn’t focus on it. The sharp scent of antiseptic lingered in the air, making the sterile hospital walls seem even colder. My body ached in ways I hadn’t known were possible, but I was alive. I was here.The door creaked open softly, and I turned my head. It took a second for my eyes to adjust, but then I saw him—Williams, standing in the doorway, looking at me with an expression I couldn’t quite place. Was it relief? Concern?He stepped inside, his movements tentative, like he wasn’t sure if he should be here. His gaze swept over me, taking in the IVs, the bruises, the bandages. I could tell he was trying to hold it together, but the tension in his jaw gave him away.“Williams,” I whispered, my voice was shaky and low. I watched as he came closer, his eyes scanning my face. There was something in his expression I hadn't seen before—a softness, a vulnerability. When he reached my bedside, I
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 118: An Uninvited Guest
Jessica's POV.“Jessica?”I smirked as his voice rang through the office, laced with confusion. He hadn’t expected this. He hadn’t expected me. I slowly pulled back the hood of my jacket, revealing my face. His eyes widened, disbelief washing over his usually composed expression."Surprised to see me?" I asked, my voice light, teasing. I watched him carefully, savoring every second of his stunned reaction. His jaw tightened, but he said nothing at first, his sharp gaze piercing into me like daggers."I was released last week." I gave him a coy smile, stepping further into the office, the click of my heels sounding in the silence. His office was just as I remembered it—cold, impersonal, like the man who sat behind the desk. But I wasn’t here for the decor.Williams’s face remained hardened, but there was a flicker of something else in his eyes—anger, or maybe it was disgust. Either way, I had expected it.“What do you want, Jessica?” His voice was firm, devoid of any warmth or welcome.
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 117: Truth
Allison's POV.I blinked against the sterile light filtering in through the window, the room coming into focus in slow, painful waves. My body ached, every inch of me reminding me of what I had been through. But the confusion in my mind was worse. I didn’t know where I was, or how I had gotten here. The hospital.The smell of antiseptic, the steady beeping of machines—it was unmistakable. I was in a hospital bed, covered in bandages, weak and barely able to move. I tried to piece together how I’d ended up here. The last thing I remembered was Viktor, his cold, merciless eyes glaring down at me as his men... My stomach twisted at the memory. The torture, the pain. It was all too vivid, too raw.How did I survive?I shifted slightly, wincing as the pain flared across my ribs. That’s when I noticed Mia, fast asleep in the chair beside me, her head resting awkwardly on the armrest. She looked exhausted, her hair messy, dark circles under her eyes. “Mia?” My voice came out hoarse, barely
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 116: The Fear Of Losing Her
Williams POV.The world outside the ambulance blurred as we sped toward the hospital. My heart was pounding, faster than it ever had before. Mia sat across from me, her eyes wide and focused on Allison’s frail form, but all I could do was hold her hand, feeling the warmth slowly fade from her skin.“Allison, hold on,” I whispered, more to myself than to her. Her chest barely moved, her breaths shallow and ragged. I gripped her hand tighter, my throat burning. I was losing her.Mia’s voice cut through the suffocating silence, soft but steady. “She’s strong, Williams. She’ll pull through.”I didn’t answer. The weight of everything bore down on me like a heavy stone pressing against my chest. Her bruised face was a reminder of what they had done. Of what I couldn’t protect her from. Every bump in the road felt like a countdown.As we reached the hospital, paramedics rushed to pull her stretcher out, shouting medical jargon I couldn’t understand. My legs felt weak as I at my side, but my
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 115: To Her Rescue
Williams POV.The smell of blood and gunpowder filled the air. The gunfire was deafening, bullets ricocheting off the metal walls of the factory. I could barely hear Viktoh shouting orders to the team, but my eyes were locked on one thing. Her.Allison.She was barely seen through the smoke and chaos, slumped in a chair in the middle of the room, her body bound and battered. Blood stained her clothes, her face was swollen and bruised beyond recognition. It was as if someone had taken all the light out of her. My heart stopped.Viktor Romanov and his men were hunkered down, exchanging fire with Edward and the rest of the team. Edward was pushing forward with calculated aggression, taking out one of Viktor’s men before he had a chance to reload. Viktoh's men moved in, flanking the room, trapping Viktor’s crew.“Take them down!” Viktoh shouted, his voice cutting through the noise.Romanov’s eyes flicked to me for just a second, a twisted smile playing on his lips. He knew what he had don
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 114: Finding Her
Williams POV.Five days. Five long, agonizing days since Allison disappeared. And now, I was standing in warehouse next to the one man I despised more than anything—Edward Blackwood. The fact that I even agreed to work with him felt like a betrayal of my own pride, but this was about Allison, not me. I reminded myself of that, over and over.Allison.She was out there, somewhere, in Viktor Romanov’s hands. And if anyone could survive what that monster was capable of, it was her. She was a fighter. I knew it. But as each day passed, doubt began to creep into my mind.I looked at Edward out of the corner of my eye. His jaw was clenched so tight, I could see the muscles twitching in his face. The man was a damn brute, always had been. But there was no denying he was useful in moments like these. He didn’t just sit back and wait for things to fall into place like most people. He took action, even if that action was reckless.Right now, we needed that recklessness."Tell me what you know,
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent 113: Torture
Allison's POV.The pain had no beginning or end. It was everywhere, all at once. I couldn’t tell if my heart was racing or if it had stopped altogether, but I felt the rhythm of agony pulsing through every nerve in my body. My wrists were raw from the ropes that bound me, and I could feel blood pooling beneath me where the chair had already cut into my skin. I barely registered the cold, metallic floor beneath me anymore; all I could feel was the endless, burning pain.Viktor’s shadow was over me, the twisted grin on his face searing itself into my memory. He wasn’t done. I knew it. He was just getting started. Every time I thought I couldn’t take more, he found a new way to make me suffer."Bring her back," he commanded, his voice sharp and cruel. He gestured to one of his men with a flick of his wrist. "I want to hear her scream."A ragged breath left my lips, a pitiful sound I hated myself for making. I tried to prepare myself, tried to push the pain away, but when I saw what the m
