All Chapters of My Billionaire Ex-Husband Wants Me Back: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Allison’s POV Burying my head in my hands, I heaved a deep sigh. Two days had passed since Aiden suddenly slumped and became comatose.Earlier today, Doctor Clayton had also informed me that he had to be operated on before the end of tomorrow or else she'd be forced to discharge him, which would be the worst.Where in the world was I supposed to take him?I nearly jumped out of my skin when a warm hand laid on my shoulder. “It's me, Tasha,” My best friend uttered, and only then did my trepidation dissipate.In the last forty eight hours, I had only eaten once, and that was because Tasha has threatened to force-feed me, after I almost fainted of exhaustion.Although I knew I needed food to survive, I just couldn't bring myself to eat. Not when my baby was currently fighting for his life all alone in the ICU.Not when I had no idea how or where I was supposed to get three million before tomorrow ended.Fuck, I was truly done for.Just then a thought wafted into my mind, and I found my

Allison's POV “Good morning, mummy,” Aiden greeted as he sauntered down the stairs, into the kitchen, a wide grin plastered to his face.Returning his smile, I walked up to him, crouched to his height and pressed a kiss to his forehead. “Morning, my love. Did you sleep well?”He nodded happily. “Yes, mummy. There were no evil monsters under my bed.”“That's great,” I ruffled his hair. “SpongeBob will soon start playing on the TV, go and watch it while I make breakfast, alright?”“But I want to stay in the kitchen with mummy,” He pouted, looking down at his feet.My heart did a thing, and I sighed. “And mummy really appreciates your kind gesture but she wants you to go and watch cartoons, okay?”“You sure, mummy?”“One thousand percent, baby.”“Okay,” He grinned, revealing his empty front gums, which made him look like an adorable little old man.Aiden had lost his baby teeth two days ago and had full on cried for an hour after I discarded it. I had to placate him with some ice cream

Leo’s POV I was genuinely surprised albeit in a good way when Allison didn't pull back or push me away when I kissed her. Instead, she clung onto my arms and pushed herself on her toes as a moan escaped her.Taking that as a greenlight, I deepened the kiss and let my hands linger dangerously away from her back to grip her small waist.Whimpering into the kiss, Allison hooked her arms around my neck, eyes fluttered shut as though to inculcate the heavenly feeling of our lips meeting.God, how could I have allowed a gem like this go in the first place?I had truly missed the blissful sensation of her soft, rosy lips against mine as I kissed her to stupor.Her beautiful moans that never failed to send my cock instantly springing erect like a dutiful soldier.Even now, my cock was straining painfully against the fabric of my pants, leaking precum and begging to be set free and pried through the wet folds of Allison's wet pussy.“P-Please, Leo,” Allison stuttered, breaking the kiss, her e

Allison's POV “I'm listening, Allison,” Tasha said. “Start talking. I'm all ears.”Inhaling sharply, I clutched my hands together before I began telling her everything–from how Leo and I met and started a situationship to help pay for my mother's medical bills, to how he abruptly ended our situationship because of his marriage, which never took place eventually.“This is the craziest and most surreal story I've heard in a while,” She uttered. “You could use your story to make a fine telenovela because it's so intriguing. So when are you resigning?”“What?” “You heard me or are you not planning to resign?” She asked. “Working for someone you hate must be extremely tiring, and I know you don't want that, right?”“Oh, yeah, right,” I nodded.I had kept the bits of information on how Leo had fingered me into a toe-curling climax to myself because I knew Tasha would flip out and be disappointed at me.“I will help you ask around. Just forward your CV to me, David should know someone.” Sh

Leo's POV “Good morning, sir.” The woman in the elevator greeted, as I entered.“Morning.” I nodded, clasping my hands behind my back.“I'm an intern at the finance department, sir,” She blushed. “I offered to make you a cup of coffee yesterday but you refused.”Frowning, I searched her face, trying to recall her among the multitudes of people that I had met yesterday, and I soon did.She was the overzealous intern that has stayed behind after my meeting with the finance department yesterday, asking me if I wanted her to make me some coffee.When I politely rejected her offer, she had gone on to give me an unsolicited explanation detailing how she used to work at a café downtown, but quit when the café became bankrupt and reduced her salary.While I liked passive and outspoken people, I hated talkatives to a fault.Something about them running their mouths like broken taps always irked the shit out of me.“Oh.” I muttered nonchalantly.“Yes, sir,” She beamed. “My name is Esther Samue