All Chapters of Planning My Ex-Husband's Wedding : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Cecilia's POV"Good morning, Mrs Cecelia", my private investigator greeted from the other end of the line but I skipped the pleasantries."I need you to look up the profile of the CEO of Lily's designing empire, the woman planning my son's wedding outfits!"The anxiety and curiosity gnawing on my inside, caused me to snap at him. I heard him clear his throat on the other end."Of course, ma'am", he replied sharply."And I need it before the end of today. It is very urgent""Sure, ma'am. You can trust us"Crash!I just wanted to be sure of what was going on. I shoved the flower vase on my desk down in rage.How could it be possible the Emily is back? How could she speak? What was going on?I dialled Eric's line for the sixth time but he refused to pick. He had the nerve to busy my call at such a critical time.A knock came through and I felt my blood boil."Who is it?""It's me, mother", Lola announced with a soft voice."Come in"The door creaked open lowly and she walked in."Is ever

Eric's POVAs I hugged Lola and the men excused us, I felt my guards go up again.Lola was a snake. I did not dare forget that or underestimate her.I fiance pulled away from the embrace and raised her head to face me.Her face was stained with tears, and her her nose was red.I wondered if the tears were real.I lowered my face to hers, and I smiled inwardly as I saw the heat rise in her cheeks as she blushed.Just when our lips were inches apart and she had closed her eyes in anticipation, I asked lowly:"What is your real reason for coming here, Lola?"I intentionally caused the heat in my voice to fan her face as she stared at me for a moment.She then turned her eyes away from me, her fingers entwined as she remained silent.I was hoping, for some reason, that she would tell me the truth and tell me that my mother had put her up to it. I hoped she would return to the Lola once loved who was beautiful inside out. I hoped that she would day the truth so I could actually envison m

Emily's POV I sighed as I drew on my sketchpad in my room at the hotel. My mind wondered about Mia's question. I had not given her answer till she dozed off, and i had to travel back to the country of my ex-in-laws to plan their damned wedding. I did not regret telling her to ask for anything she wanted, but I did wish I had been a little more specific. I wished Eric would get over his conceitedness and just show up on time, and Lola would stop being such a pain in the butt, so I could be done with the contract and head home to reunite with my baby. A smile played on my lips as I took a look at my drawing. I had finally figured out a plan for the insatiable Wilsons. If they thought they were the only ones who could get under a person's skin, they were wrong. They were in for a huge surprise. I smiled o myself as I knocked on their door the next day. "Come in", Lola's voice came as I knocked. I pushed open the metal door and walked in. "Good morni-" "The designs"

Eric's POVI walked into the living room, exhausted, wanting nothing more than to crash on my bed.Upon arriving in the living room, I rolled my eyes to see Lola speaking excitedly with another lady who had her back to me.She had some fabrics in her hands, so I could guess that she was the designer. I felt irritation and annoyance at the thought of the wedding.I cleared my throat, planning towards the stairs when both their attention was drawn to me.No way!As the lady turned to me, I felt my heart leap with a strange feeling of joy, but confusion was etched on my facial features.Emily?How was this possible? How was it possible that the lady who I had been searching for for over five years was in my living room?I had to be hallucinating. Peharps, I had been so crazy in my search that I was beginning to imagine her in my house.I blinked rapidly but there she stood in front of me, her face almost white as she stared back at me in shock."Eric-boo"The squealing voice of Lola drew

Eric's POVI strode into my office, my gaze fleeting past Max, who was smiling as he spoke on the phone.That sneaky bastard would have a lot to answer to when I had his time. Right now, I needed to play my cards right and get Emily back on my side. I envisioned freedom from my cursed marriage with Lola, and a small smile played at the edge of my lips."Good morning, Mr. Wilson," my private investigators greeted, and I waved them in response."Pull up every bit of information you can get about Lily's Event Designing Enterprises and its owner right now for me, Collins," I ordered.With a quick nod of his head, he got to work on his laptop while I worked on my system. A mischievous smirk lingered on my lips as I worked. I finally had the ball in my court, and I was not going to play it wrong."Done, sir," Collins, my personal investigator, replied with a smirk.I smirked."Tell me about it.""It is a fashion design brand, started five years ago by the industrious and innovative Emily Wi