All Chapters of Head Over Heels For His Billionaire Ex-wife : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ROSYMy eyes were shut as Veronica touched up my face. Did I just say touch-up? I have been sitting in front of the dressing mirror for an hour and yet it doesn’t seem like it is going to end soon. “You are going to look like the princess of the Connor group of companies that you are,” Veronica bragged and popped a bubble gum. I sighed and groaned loudly, “When is this going to end?” “Uhm… ugh… in an hour or two.” I snapped my eyes open and set my head sharply in her direction. Her lips pursed out as she stared at me. “I don’t have time, Veronica,” I rebuffed. She turned up her lips in disgust and gave me an eye roll. “Keep calm, I want to make sure that you will be the most beautiful woman in that conference,” she chimed, dabbing a rogue on my cheeks. “Be fast about this, Veronica.” “I know, I know,” she repeated, waving her hands in the air. “I have three hours…” “You don’t have to say that a million times.” “Veronica, please throw off your bad vibes,

ROSY My blood boiled in joy when the name of my company echoed in the large hall. Thunderous applause rented the air as I was called up on the stage. I let go of Evan’s frozen hand and began to ascend the podium, my head swirled in pride with each step I took towards the microphone stand. I got on the podium and stared at the sea of unfamiliar faces of dignitaries and business legends. My dad used to be one of these legends, he was my idol, the one I looked up to. Even though we never had a heart-to-heart relationship, I have always wanted to be like him, a powerful tycoon, a well-known billionaire, one of the richest in Sicily. Here I am, standing before a crowd of strangers with an award that people die for. How did I get here? How did I make this dream a reality? I never expected this shocking surprise. I don’t even have any speech prepared for this moment. What do I say, how do I begin? I took a deep breath and stared intently at the stream of eyes that gazed at me w

~CALEB~ The blinding lights that pierced into my eyes sent me sprawling to the ground with my eyes shut. I felt something slide out of my hand as I struggled to adjust to the lights. I balled my fists together and my eyes snapped open at the comprehension that what slipped out of my grip was Rosy’s hand. I turned sharply in the direction of her voice and saw her struggling with one of the assassins. In a mad dash, I sprang up and raced towards them as the lean dark-lipped man smacked the nozzle of his gun on her head. My eyes widened in dismay as Rosy’s body stiffened and began to fall freely to the ground. I wheezed to the spot and caught her before her body smashed on the floor. She forced her shaking eyelids open and stared at my face, smiling sweetly as she mumbled, “Am I in heaven, Sherry?” My throat knotted and my heart stopped thumping as those penetrating words stabbed my soul. “Rosy, you’re not in heaven, you’re here with me,” I replied but her eyes wer

CALEBThe soft knock on the door got my eyes flying open.I groaned in annoyance, fuming at the unwanted disturbance whoever at the door was giving me this early morning. I sat up and flung a loose shirt over my body before sprinting out of the bed. I shuffled to the door, unlocked it, and pulled it open.“Mrs. Joyce?” I groaned, rubbing my forehead, my lips pursed in anger.“Good morning, sir, I brought your coffee,” Mrs. Joyce beamed.The smile on her face made the anger spurting in me dwindle.I stared at her face wondering why she looked so happy.I have never seen Mrs. Joyce this happy before, could this be because of Rosy’s appearance?“Thank you,” I muttered, taking the teacup from her. I walked to the drawer and dropped the cup, but when I turned around, I found her still lingering at the door.“Is anything wrong?” I questioned.“Should I wake Miss Rosy up?” she asked, her eyes brightening up with each second that ticked by.“No, let her sleep. I don’t think she

ROSY“You?” Caleb muttered, dismay filled his voice.“Let them in,” I said to the security man.He glanced at Caleb to get approval before obeying my order.“Don’t let anyone in,” Caleb said and the security man nodded before sliding out of the room.“I will go out then,” I said and skipped past them, heading towards the door.“Are you going to have me arrested? You think I did it?” He said to Mrs. Joyce as I got to the door.I spun around and faced him, a contemptuous glare on my face.“If you didn’t then who did?” I spat, rolling my eyes at him.The young boy sighed and slumped into a couch.“We have a hard nut to crack,” he sang, rolling a ring around his fingers as he stared at me from the corner of his eyes.“Get ready too, you’ll be going to jail with your boss,” I snapped at him and he scoffed.I opened the front door and stepped out on the porch, yelling for assistance.The cops heard my yell and forced their way through the gate and security.I shed pretentious