All Chapters of Love After Divorce: My Ex Wife Is A Billionaire : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

MATT’S POVI found it strange that Xander had a sister because in all the time I had been studying him, there is no mention of this moment and it's confused me so much because I didn't know how to behave around her. Because it was certain that she knew things about him that I didn't and it could blow my cover. That was the last thing I wanted to happen anytime soon so I had to improvise if things got awkward. I did not like the thought of that even though it was going to happen surely. But maybe I just had to try, that was the only way that I will be able to know more things about him without her noticing a damn thing. The way she called me brother so casually told me that I couldn't risk raising any form of suspicion so I just had to play along like I always did. But I was still worried because there was not a certain chance I would be able to do everything with her without her not finding out something was wrong. What if she found out I was an Impostor? What if? Thousands of ques

MATT’S POVI closed the door quietly behind me, my eyes scanning the dimly lit hallway. Something wasn't right. I could feel it,like an inch under my skin. I stepped out of the room and my footsteps were light on the carpeted floor. As I moved further down the hall, I saw a shadow slipping around the corner. My heart jumped but I immediately willed myself to be calm. Not calming down was going to be the bane of this mission. It was only going to end up making things worse and I didn't want that at all. I paused for a moment and my heart beat faster even as I tried to calm myself down and not do anything that would give myself out right now. Who could it be at this hour? My first thought was Floral, but what would she be doing sneaking around? I tried to answer the question but I couldn't think of anything. She didn't know anything about the real me so there was no reason for her to be here else she had other agendas I didn't know about. But she wasn't the type to do such a thing. Sh

SASHA’S POV***It was strange how quickly life in prison became normal. You'd think it would always feel foreign, cold, and hard, but it doesn't. I guessed that's what we humans do in a new environment, especially one that wasn't as welcoming as the prison. We adapt, we improvise and we overcome. When I first came in, I couldn't stop thinking about how I was going to escape. Many plans had been in my head the whole time even though I knew the chances of that happening was one in a billion. I was in a maximum security penitentiary and the place swarmed with guards who were constantly watching, excluding the walls that were too high. It wasn't until after a couple of weeks that I finally began to accept what was of me. I stopped noticing the green walks, the heavy iron doors, the guards watching you like hawks. You adjust. You adapt. I've adapted. At first, I hated it. I fought it. Cried myself to sleep every night. But over time, something changed. Now, I've even found my place here.

SASHA’S POV***I sat on the cold, hard bed in my cell, staring at the ceiling. It had been a long day, just like every other day in this place. The routine, the noise and the walls closing in on me felt unbearable but that morning, something changed. My mother called. I was surprised when the guard came to inform me that I had a call. I thought they had abandoned me, that she had left me here to rot and die just like my father had abandoned us. And I wouldn't blame her for what happened because she was just as miserable as I was. The guard escorted me out of myself and walked me to the phone stand. My heart was drumming when I picked it up. Has something bad happened? Or was she going to just tell me that the divorce had been finalised? If it was the latter, I didn't want to hear anything about it. Since my father had decided to give up on me, I didn't want anything to do with him again. I listened in on the phone and her voice came through. "Sasha, honey." Her voice was so sweet,

XANDER’S POV***I tried to move but my body would not cooperate because every inch of me was hurting and it was starting to make me feel very dizzy. I was very worried because I did not want to pass out here because nobody would see me if I needed medical attention so I had to fight off every form of hazy feeling until I was sure that I was ok. My arms, my legs, my ribs- they were all on fire. I could not remember the last time I had eaten because my stomach was already growling and I was too weak to care. But do you think that terrified me the most was the fact that the room was very dark and there was nobody around. I could only help but picture that I had been left alone in some kind of Warehouse to die. My heart pounded very fast when I thought of that and as much as I told myself that his Men could be outside, there was still a possibility that they had left me alone here to die. I didn't even know if it was day or night because time had lost its meaning. I had tried to escape