All Chapters of My Billionaire Ex-Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Catherine's POV I nervously nibbled on my lower lip as I paced the large expanse of the living room. Sighing, I glanced at the wall clock and exhaled heavily when I saw the time. It was ten minutes past nine in the evening and Alessandro was yet to come home."Excuse me, ma'am," Someone spoke from behind me, and I turned to face them.The head maid of our household, Alice, grimaced as she fiddled with her fingers."Yes, any problem?" "Should I place the food in the refrigerator?" She asked, and my heart cut as a bitter realization struck me.Just like in the past, Alessandro was really going to be absent on our wedding anniversary.It wasn't just an ordinary anniversary; it was our third marriage anniversary and according to what I read on a website some years back, three was a lucky number that signified prosperity.Thus, I had gone over the top by preparing a variety of dishes that I was sure he liked.Since he rarely ate at home nowadays, I had secretly called his grandmother beca

Catherine's POV As soon as Alessandro left the house the next morning, I retrieved the divorce agreement and perused it.Afterward, I signed on the designated corner before placing the paperwork back into the envelope and placing it on his journal.I wanted it to be the first thing he saw the next time he decided to come home.Exhaling sharply, I gave the study one last look and made my way back to the bedroom where my empty suitcase was laying on the bed.Then, I packed the last bits of presentable clothes that I still had into the suitcase, tossed my hair into a bun and darted the mirror above the dresser a sad look before exiting the room."Are you going somewhere, ma'am?" Alice asked as I walked down the stairs with my packed luggage."Yes," I said. "I'm going far away from this place and never coming back."Alice's jaw slacked in shock. "M-Ma'am, is this a joke? Are you really leaving Sir Alessandro?""My senses have finally come back to me and I've realized just how dense I was

FIVE YEARS LATERAlessandro’s POV I heaved a sigh of despair as my eyes landed on her dress which was the only memory of her that I had left.Initially, I had wanted to burn it as I did the rest of her belongings, but something from within had restrained me from doing so, thus I had left it in the closet.Nowadays, whenever I saw it, it always awoke a mixture of misery, despondency, and fury that was directed towards myself.The universe had blessed me with the most precious jewel of inestimable value but I had been so indifferent about her and had broken her both emotionally and physically.The memory of how I had forced her to satisfy my sexual needs on the third anniversary of our marriage still haunted me every second of my wretched life.I had it all.And I literally meant it.I had several fleets of cars, five estates, abundant wealth, literally everything the average man wanted yet a hollow pit of sadness still existed in my heart.Fuck, how could I have been so cruel to a pure

Alessandro’s POV "Welcome, dear," Grandma grinned, as I embraced her in a warm hug."You look radiant, ma. The ever gorgeous beauty of Santos Island," I grinned, when we broke the hug."Oh, please, dear," She scoffed, but giggled anyway. "It's so nice seeing you again. You know I was thinking; what if I never get to see my Alessandro's children before I pass on?"“Stop thinking like that, ma.” I chided her, and she just gave me a bored look, as we both headed into the dining room, where my mother was sitting and already plating her own food.Upon seeing Grandma and I, she darted us a smile before averting her focus back to her food.You see, Grandma had finished her last dose of chemotherapy a week ago, after undergoing a brain tumor removal surgery a month back.We had all been scared when her neurologist told us that her tumor could metastasize as cancer into her liver and other vital organs.Thankfully, that didn't happen and now, she was up and active on both feet, without the ai

Alessandro’s POV "Do you care for a drink?" I asked my best friend, Ethan, as he plopped onto one of the sofas in my study."Yes, please. Do you have Brandy?" I shook my head in disapproval. "I thought your doctor told you to quit drinking alcohol because of your reoccurring cirrhosis."Ethan waved me off. "She doesn't know what she's talking about. Alcohol is the only thing that makes me feel alive nowadays. Chloe has taken my children to heaven knows where and the court is refusing to grant me joint custody of them."His wife divorced him three years ago due to his frequent abuse of alcohol and how it was causing their marriage to fall apart.It was quite saddening to see Ethan in such a vulnerable state nowadays.Him and I went way back since kindergarten. As we were both heirs from wealthy families, we had gradually bonded and became best of friends.Ethan was even part of the people that had criticized me for maltreating Catherine after the divorce and because of that, we had