All Chapters of Billionaire's Betrayal: My Ex Beg Me To Love Him Again: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Caroline’s POV:With his baby in distress, William hurried away without another word to me. I watched him leave, allowed to sit in the silence of his absence and be alone with my thoughts. He never loved me, I thought to myself. Why was I even here?I composed myself in the mirror, getting a hold of my emotions. Although I was devastated, I couldn’t let myself be seen in such a state. It would show everyone that I was weak and overly-emotional. With my tears finally dried, I carefully strolled back into the lounge, where I could hear little George crying out. Sophia and William were huddled on the leather sofa, softly crooning to little George as he wailed away. His cries couldn’t be calmed, however, and the new parents exchanged worried glances, stumped on what to do.Whether it was just my nature as a mother or some feminine instinct, I unconsciously walked closer to the couple and their child, observing poor George. Looking past the tears, I could easily see how much he looked lik

William’s POV:Seeing Caroline with another man at her side had shocked me to my core. It had been so long since I saw Caroline shine that same smile on me, and yet she showed it to this other man so easily. Why? What was this man doing that I couldn’t provide?She was flirting with him, wasn’t she? Rage coursed through my veins at the realization. Her behavior was nothing short of promiscuous, and at my own mother’s birthday party no less. My own wife was cheating on me in public and flaunting it shamelessly!My willingness to stand by snapped the moment I saw Caroline’s new lover put a hand on her. This man, who I now knew was Martin, would need to be taught a lesson. It would also serve as a reminder to Caroline on just who the hell her husband was.I seized Martin by the wrist without hesitation. His eyes sparked with indignance and he wrenched his wrist from my grasp with a firm “Get your hand off of me.” Tension was thick in the air, and Caroline’s attempt at diffusing the situ

William’s POV:In the days that followed Sophia’s last text, I agonized over the mystery surrounding it. I wracked my brain, trying to understand who could have possibly forced Sophia out of the city, or why they would target such a wonderful woman. She had no fame or fortune. By all means, she seemed to be just a normal girl who was sweet to everyone who knew her.Alongside the mystery of her disappearance, I also struggled in figuring out just what I felt for Sophia. Her love confession was like a dagger through my heart, and I found myself wondering if what I felt for Sophia was love, too, or if I was just too distraught by her fate.During my grief, there were times where I asked myself: was it my fault? Maybe she had gotten in trouble for loving me? I was a rich and powerful person, after all, and my family had no shortage of enemies.A few days following that final text, as I was stewing in my regret for the things I’d never said, I got a call. I answered without sparing a glanc

Caroline’s POV:As the days passed and chemo began to zap away my strength, I gradually began to grow weaker and more gaunt. With each glance in the mirror, I felt like a little more of me was being drained away by the day. I looked awful, and it would only be a matter of time before my hair would eventually fall away.I withdrew from the outside world. I didn’t want anyone to see me like this: withered and slowly fading away. My body felt ugly and weak, and it didn’t help that I was now famous for being the divorced wife of a famous billionaire CEO.My only solace were Martin and Cindy, who were there for me every step of the way, holding my hand when I needed it the most. They were lights in my life that filled me with warmth and reassurance, and I was so happy to have friends like them.Cindy was especially involved in my post-divorce life. She lined my closet with beautiful clothes, constantly stocked up my makeup supply, and even took me out to my favorite places to help me feel

Caroline’s POVA tense silence filled the room. William and I were too stunned to speak as the red mark in his cheek burned. Finally, as if in a fit of sobriety, William got off of me.William endeavored to speak, but he couldn’t seem to find the words. After a minute of floundering for what to say, he spoke, his voice cold and simmering with something I couldn’t quite pin. “You want to be alone? Fine, be alone.”With a scowl and a biting look, he left, leaving me completely by myself.Sitting up in bed, my first priority was to calm my racing mind and pounding heart. I could hardly process all that had just taken place. What had he been planning to do with me? Was he insane?The motives behind William’s behavior eluded me, but at least he was no longer in the room. It gave me the opportunity to finally get some rest without having to worry about his invasive presence. Laying down in the master bed, my eyes slipped shut and I fell into a slow and uneasy sleep. When I awoke, it was du