All Chapters of Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married A Billionaire: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

"Fun day, huh?" Clint said as he walked out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist. 'Damn, he looks fine.' Zia, whistled inside, watching the magnificent view from the vanity table. She was putting moisturizer on her face and could not help but admire Clint's slender waist, broad shoulders, and muscular back. While Clint gave Zia his back, her eyes landed on the shape of his ass. He took out a white shirt and put it on him. After that, Zia anticipated that he would wear his briefs and shorts as he wore his towel, but he suddenly removed the cover around his waist!"Ahh!" Zia screamed, covering her eyes. She might actually see his thing!"What's wrong?" she heard Clint ask, and Zia opened her eyes, only to be disappointed. Clint was already wearing his boxers! He wasn't naked after all!"Why were you wearing a towel around you if you already had boxers underneath it?" Zia asked in frustration. A smirk became painted on his face as he said, "I just wanted to see if you

"Excuse me?" Zia reacted. "You don't know Clint like I do, Kent. He may joke around sometimes, but he is serious about his goals in life.""He doesn't have time to play with girls, and either way, it's really none of your business if I get hurt in this relationship. I am happy to take this chance with him because he is not only funny, smart, and capable but also young, sexy, and gorgeous!" Zia pointed out. "Okay, fine, but will he be able to cope with your busy schedule?" Kent pointed out. "Because that's what you do. You ignore people when you are busy.""What is this about, Kent?" Zia asked. "You don't have to worry about how Clint and I work on our relationship, and maybe it's just fitting that we end up together because we both understand our workloads. Moreover, we work for Adrian King, so pretty much Clint knows how to work around my schedule.""I'm talking about us, Zia, when we were close," Kent pointed out. "When you were starting your residency, there were many times when yo

“Did you tell Kent?” Zia asked Clint. “I called his room, but there was no answer,” Clint responded. They were on their way to Kent and Sonia’s room. Zia was determined to tell Kent what Sonia had done. After all, they were getting married. Whether Sonia was her cousin or not, she did not think it was right for Sonia to seduce someone else’s man when she was about to get married!Zia grumbled on their way to the room, and when she and Clint finally arrived, they were surprised that Kent’s parents and Sonia’s parents were there!Clint and Zia had entered the room. It was Cora Mason, Kent’s mother, who opened the door. A mix of emotions played across Cora’s face. She wanted to say something but wavered.“You!” Kent said, pointing at Clint. Zia was confused by all the hostility directed toward Clint. Before she knew it, Kent was charging at him! Kent thrust his fist at Clint, but the latter dodged it with grace. In fact, Kent attempted to punch Clint three times but failed miserably.

Within one private villa of the Serenity Shores Resort, two slender frames were entangled, enjoying a night of passion. Their bodies were bare, glistening in sweat. Their lips were parted, moistened from their eager kisses, often calling out each other's names. Around their room, the melodic sounds of their heavy breathing, low groans, and the slight slapping of their flesh filled the air. Zia's right leg rested on Clint's shoulder while the latter held her left thigh down. Clint focused his gaze on how his shaft was going in and out of Zia, glowing in her love juice. "Damn." Clint looked up and admired how Zia's face was flushed, her other hand unwittingly holding her breast as she bounced up and down against the sheets. He declared, "Beautiful."He pumped a little faster, with him biting his lip before leaning over to kiss Zia's lips. Then, he sat up again. He shifted Zia's right leg to rest on her left thigh, forcing her frame to lie almost on her side. "Clint, you are filling

“Cuddle Muffin,” Zia called while lying next to Clint. “I feel bad for Kent. The resort said there is no refund whatsoever.”Clint and Zia were back in their villa, getting ready to sleep. They had spent two hours with Kent, offering him advice and listening to his frustration. After that, Kent appeared to have regained his reasons. It also helped that Brian came to speak to Kent and gave advice based on his recent experience with Cliare Monet. “Well, Sweet Lips.” Clint urged Zia to rest on his arm. He pulled her closer to him and answered, “It’s a very last-minute cancellation. The resort will lose a lot of money if they give any refund.”Zia made a face and remarked, “I know. I just feel bad for him. I wished there was another way for him to get at least half of the money -”An idea crept into Zia’s head. She asked, “What about the conference? There is always a special dinner at the end of it -”“That’s already been paid for too, Zia,” Clint revealed. “Oh, well, too bad,” Zia said.