All Chapters of MY POSSESSIVE BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

The days after our baby shower felt like a whirlwind of excitement and preparations. Leon and I were constantly buzzing with anticipation, making sure everything was perfect for our little boy’s arrival. It felt surreal, imagining a whole new life with a child, and neither of us could contain the joy we felt."Do you think this color will be just fine?" I asked, holding up a soft blue swatch of paint as we stood in the soon-to-be nursery. Leon was beside me, nodding thoughtfully as he considered the walls we were about to transform."I think it’s perfect," he said, his voice warm and full of certainty. "Not too bright, not too dull. It’ll be calming."I smiled, my heart swelling. "I want a corner over there," I pointed to the window, "where I can sit and read him stories. Maybe I could have a rocking chair too."Leon’s face lit up at the idea. "I can picture it already. You, with him in your arms, tucking him in after reading. And I’ll stand at the door, listening to you sing him to s

 The separation anxiety hit harder than I thought it would.  Leon had only been gone for a few hours, yet it felt like days. I kept telling myself it was just three days, but the thought of him being so far away, flying across the world to Italy, had my stomach in knots.  I tried to distract myself by reading books, TV shows, even a long bath, but none of it worked. Every time I thought about him being gone, the tears just came, uncontrollably. I had already tried calling him through Viber, even though I knew he was likely still on the plane. It was irrational, I knew that, but I couldn’t help myself. Eventually, Aunt Lou noticed that my anxiety was getting out of hand. And I appreciate how she tried reassuring me that everything was fine, remind

After leaving Regina behind in the waiting room, I stepped into the familiar warmth of Dr. Lou’s clinic. Aunt Lou was already inside, waiting for me with her usual calm, reassuring smile. She stood up from her chair as I walked in, and immediately, the subtle tension I had felt after seeing Regina seemed to melt away.“Margarette, you okay? You were running a little late and I was just about to call you to check if you’re all right.” Aunt Lou asked, her eyes scanning my face with concern. I nodded and sat down beside her, taking a deep breath. “Yeah, I’m fine, Aunt Lou. Well, to be honest, I just…I happen to ran into Regina outside actually.”Aunt Lou raised an eyebrow, surprised. “Regina? You mean Justin’s mistress? What’s she doing here?”“She said she had a bone marrow transplant, and was having her consultation” I said quietly, still trying to process the change I had seen in her. “She looked… different. Not like her usual self who often intimidate me often.”Aunt Lou nodded, sit

 The air was crisp as Aunt Lou and I made our way down the sidewalk toward the pharmacy to buy some of the vitamins I needed.  I tried to push away the lingering sense of unease that had settled in ever since I saw Regina at my OB-GYN appointment yesterday by making some habit of going out more often, while I still could.  Now that I was out of the house again with Aunt Lou to pick up some medicine, I hoped to shake off the anxiety that had clung to me all day. But, as luck would have it, life had other plans. As we stepped into the pharmacy, Aunt Lou busied herself at the counter while I browsed the aisles, looking for some vitamins and pregnancy essentials. I was trying to keep my mind focused on the present—on the baby and Leon's return—

After another encounter with Regina, I suddenly felt the familiar weight of anxiety pressing down on me again. It was giving me the hard to sleep on it especially whenever her every words comes to my mind.I couldn’t help but sympathize over the feeling of having some people control over you and that you couldn’t do anything but obey them because it was your life that was at stake—I surely felt that part of her.And now, Wilma was planning something—something big. I couldn’t afford to wait and see how things played out. I needed advice, a plan, and most importantly, I needed to be prepared. That’s why I found myself sitting in Jack's office the following afternoon, nervously tapping my fingers on the arm of my chair while he read through the notes I’d brought him. Jack was my former lawyer, who helped me a lot with my lawsuit against Justin. And because of that, I could only trust him more than anyone when it came to legal matters. He was the one who’d helped me navigate the mess wi