All Chapters of Love After Divorce: My Ex Wife Is A Billionaire : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

TRISTIAN’S POV I learned back in the plush chair with a glass of whiskey in my hand as I watched the cards being dealt on the table in front of me. As much as I did not like this place, I was grateful for things like this, things that would make me feel a sense of freedom even though I was locked in prison. The room was dim, almost dark, but my eyes had already gotten accustomed to the slight darkness. The air was also thick with the smell of cigar smoke and the sound of laughter as my fellow inmates discussed on top of their voices. This was not what most people would picture when they thought of a prison but then again, I was not most people because I had contacts and I had people who would help me no matter what situation I was in stop even though it had been impossible to get me out of here, I had been able to leave the way I wanted and not by anybody's rules. There was nothing more satisfying than that. I was still figuring out a way to get myself out of this precarious situat

ADELINE’S POVI was sitting on the edge of the sofa and my phone was gripped tightly in my hand. I had been trying so hard to get through but every time I did, it did not work. The screen was that and I stared at it as if simply looking at it would light up the phone with a message or a call but nothing came. I was very confused about why this was happening because it was not usually like this, anytime I called he would quickly answer or call back almost immediately but this was the third time I had called him but there was still no response and it made me worry so much. I wonder if he was safe or if something bad had happened to him on the way while going back home. I did not want to think about that but anything could be possible and because this kind of thing never happened before, I was bound to worry. I needed to call someone close to him to confirm if everything was okay with him but I did not know anybody to call so I continue to Hope that maybe he would come back sometime la

TRISTAN’S POVI couldn't hide my smiles as my mind went over the future and the pretty pictures prospect would paint soon. It was just a matter of time before every piece of puzzle would fit perfectly. I couldn't wait for the time to come. That's when I thought about it.Being in this prison was a strange mix of boredom and opportunity. My days were characterised by drinking, playing cards, passing time and moments when I was uncharacteristically self-absorbed, as I thought about my future and things I would do once I was out of here and also things I needed to do while being in here. There was a lot to take care of, actually. I'd been biding my time for the perfect moment, because I knew that if I wanted to make an Impact, I needed to create chaos. Chaos that would bring Matt closer to me, make him owe me something. After all, he was the only one who has been a real rival to me. Both of us wanted Adeline, and it made him a prime target. The plan was simple. I used my connections

ADELINE'S POVI couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong with Xannder and this time around I just couldn't stop thinking about it. Last time I had the hope that he was going to call me back big right now Ie ad more than certain that he was not going to call and that told me that something had happened. Something I needed to find out as soon as possible. It gnawed at me and made it impossible to focus on anything at all. I tried calling him again, but the call didn't go through- just like the last dozen times. My heart kept pounding in my chest each and every time that I thought about it. I stared at my screen and still had the hope that something was going to happen, that he would call me.back but it was no use once more. The call dropped even after I called him back to know if I would hear anything. I was left with nothing but silent and the damming feeling that there was no needing hoping that it would change. I needed to go back. I needed to go see him and find out wha

ADELINE'S POV.I was pacing back and forth in my small apartment, trying to calm my nerves. But nothing I did seemed to work because my hands were still shaking and my mind was racing with thoughts I could not control. If there was anything that I had not expected, it was Xander calling me, especially not after everything that had happened, everything that I had explained to them. I had a feeling that he did not trust me and that was a very bad thing because I needed to earn their trust. If I was unable to do that, they would soon find out I was hiding something from them and it would surely lead to them finding out I had lied this whole time and that was the last thing I wanted at this moment. I had to take control of a situation and make sure I did not leave any traces that could lead him to find the truth. But even after these thoughts to make things better, here I was, holding my phone tight, replaying his words in my mind. I remembered when I had first spoken to him, how I had