All Chapters of Ascension of Billionaire's Ex-wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CELINE’S POVIt was like a punch to the gut, a rush of memories and pain flooding back. I immediately turned my back and ran to the parking lot. My legs were shaky, and my breath came in ragged gasps. I could feel the heat of his gaze on my back, even though I was already halfway across the parking lot.It was an unfortunate twist of fate. Of all the places in the world, he had to be here. And of all the times, after all these years, I had to run into him. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. It's an unfortunate to see my fucking ex-husband again. I can't forget how he hurt me. How he filed for divorce, how he married another woman, how he accused me of being a gold digger."Fuck you, Franco!"I muttered under my breath."I will not let my son recognize you as his father. "Never!"The memory of his betrayal, his callous words, his cold indifference, still stung. It was like a fresh wound, raw and exposed. I had spent years rebuilding my life, trying to forget him, trying t

My heart sank. Gossip. It was always a delicate dance in the office, but this was crossing a line. I stopped in my tracks, my smile fading. I couldn't let them talk about me like this.I approached them, my voice firm, “Excuse me, but I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. I'm afraid I have to address this.”The group fell silent, their eyes widening in surprise. The employee who had started the gossip, a young woman named Sarah, cleared her throat nervously.“Oh, Ms. Winston, we were just...”“You were gossiping about my personal life,” I finished for her, my voice unwavering. “And I won't have it.”Sarah's face flushed red. “But we were just...”“Just what?” I asked, my patience thinning.“Just speculating about my romantic life? Just assuming things about my past? Do you know what it's like to be judged and dissected without even a shred of understanding?”The others in the group looked uncomfortable, their eyes darting between me and Sarah.“I'm not asking you to be my fr

My heart skipped a beat as I rushed out of my room and into Connor's. As I crossed the threshold, my eyes fell upon my precious son lying in bed, his face pale and drawn. Martha hovered over him, her hands trembling as she wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead."What's wrong, Martha?" I asked, my voice thick with concern."He has a high fever, Madam," Martha replied. "He's been burning up for hours."A wave of panic washed over me as I realized the gravity of the situation. Connor had always been a healthy child, and I had never seen him so sick before. I frantically checked his temperature, and the reading sent shivers down my spine: 104 degrees Fahrenheit."We need to take him to the hospital, now!" I exclaimed, my voice rising in desperation.Martha nodded in agreement and rushed to gather Connor's things. As we bundled him into the car, I couldn't shake the fear that gnawed at my heart.The drive to the hospital felt like an eternity. My mind raced with worst-case scenarios,

A surge of emotions washed over me—happiness, excitement, and a profound sense of relief.I immediately pulled over and jumped out of my car. As I approached the boy, I couldn't help but smile. He was even cuter than I remembered, with his rosy cheeks, sparkling eyes, and a mischievous grin."Hi there, little man," I said, my voice filled with warmth. "Do you remember me?"The boy's eyes widened in surprise, and a look of recognition crossed his face.“You're the man who almost hit me with your car! Uncle Franco!” he exclaimed.I laughed softly. “That's right,” I said. “But I'm so glad I didn't hit you. You're a very special little boy.”As I reached out to give him a hug, his nanny, a young woman named Martha, stepped forward. "Excuse me, sir" she said, her voice polite but firm. "We're not supposed to talk to strangers.""I'm not a stranger. I met you and Connor last time."I insisted.Martha hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly. "Yes, I remember you"she said. "But I'm sorr

CELINE’S POVBut the call suddenly dropped and no one answered me from the other line. I frowned and told Martha how come that man dropped the call. "Look, how can i trust him now if he dropped the call?!"I frowned."Look how disrepectful is he!"I added."Madam, maybe there's no signal or he didn't hear you,"Martha insisted."No, he only prove that he can't help. And Martha where did you get his number? Huh?!"I asked her.She told me she met him again and they became textmates, but I'm not convinced. I have a doubt that she let Connor talk to that man again despite my strict order to not talk to any strangers. So, I confronted her immediately."Martha, you know I told you to keep Connor away from strangers. Why did you let him talk to this Franco?"Martha's face paled, and she looked down at her feet. "I… I didn't mean to disobey you, madam. I only wanted to help Connor. He seemed so kind. He said he’d help us. He even offered to find a blood donor.”I questioned, my voice tight with