All Chapters of The Billionaire's Confession: Love after Divorce: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

TRIAL Lana’s POV I woke up to an empty silence. The weight of my thoughts crushed me, making it hard to breathe. My chest felt heavy like a boulder was sitting on it, suffocating me. I couldn't shake off the feeling of sadness and hopelessness that had become my constant companion. The one thing I desired most in life, the one thing that seemed to come so effortlessly to others, was the one thing I couldn't have - children.I blamed myself for this predicament. Why was I born with a faulty body? Why was I cursed with infertility? The questions swirled in my head like a vortex, pulling me down into the long depths of sorrow. I felt like a failure like I was less of a woman because I couldn't perform the one function that was expected of me.While I lay there in bed, tears began to fall, streaming down my face like rain and uncontrollably. I had imagined what it would be like to hold a tiny hand in mine, to feel a small kick in my belly, to see a miniature version of Donovan and me ru

THE DIVORCE Lana’s POV “What do you think you’re doing?!” I yelled in anger, my heart thumping heavily in my chest.“What… does it look like?” He answered, his attention solely focused on the stranger he brought into our matrimonial home. He guided her steps and had her sit comfortably on the bed… our bed!“Donovan, I need an explanation for this!” I yelled again, putting up the files in his face, and deciding to revisit the presence of the stranger later on.I mean, I was going crazy and I was dying for a response… an explanation in fact. I wouldn’t dare to entertain any distractions else I would be throwing a fit.He was about to unbutton his shirt when he caught sight of the files in his face. Disgusting. He didn’t even care about my presence at all. How really disgusting.“Oh,” he mouthed, turning to face me. “You found them,”Huh? What?“I found them?!” I batted my eyes, finding his comment ridiculous and unbelievable. How could he give such a response?“Okay, you found them,

My ex-husband has a son Lana's POV Mother? The voice echoed in my mind as I realized reuniting with my child. The same child I now recognized bore the traits and characteristics of my offspring; it could not be a mere coincidence. Raising my eyebrows at the individuals the child referred to as parents sent a chill down my spine; it was simply unbelievable. "Did you call her mother?" I inquired of the child, who nodded affirmatively, a remarkably intelligent and handsome boy. "Yes, she is my mother, and this is my father," he indicated towards Donovan, who stood weakly, gazing at us with eyes that appeared weary and filled with unshed tears. Perhaps he was regretting his decision to leave me, or he was simply astonished to see me after five years of separation. "Oh! Your parents?" I posed the question, and in that instant, the same woman who had contributed to the dissolution of my family rushed towards us, embracing the child. "Sweetheart, Mother is here, okay?" she murmured, st

The conference Lana's povAs I settled into my seat, my fingers rhythmically tapping on the table with a sense of urgency, I observed the boardroom filled with intellectual men prepared to negotiate contracts with me. Rising from my chair, I placed my hands on the table to address those present. I scanned the room, searching for the familiar face of my ex-husband, who had expressed interest in collaborating with my company but was notably absent. I scoffed, adjusting my necklace and bracelets. "Mr. Jan, please have the staff bring in the coffee; I believe everyone would appreciate a refreshment before we commence our discussions," I suggested, smiling as they nodded in agreement."Yes, Mrs. Lana, the arrangements have been made and are awaiting your approval," he replied graciously, prompting a smirk from me as I adjusted my bracelet. "Let her serve the coffee, Mr. Jan..." I trailed off as a group of latecomers entered. "Donavon, what on earth is he wearing?" I muttered under my bre

THE MEDIA Lana povCaroline Davon, a prominent journalist known for her critical stance on the media's portrayal of the situation instigated by Sarah, prompted me to create an opportunity for Donavon to halt all agreements intended for my company. I carefully repositioned the table to facilitate a discussion regarding the scandal, as Caroline urged me to address the matters at hand in order to restore my reputation.While I acknowledged her request, I remained unconvinced of the necessity to engage with individuals like Sarah and Donavon, deeming them unworthy of my attention. I scoffed, running my fingers through my hair as I contemplated my next words."Please, take a moment to relax, Lana. It’s merely a twenty-minute conversation; it’s not a significant issue," she remarked, to which I responded with a shake of my head, indicating my disapproval.“The interview is not merely a twenty-minute engagement, Caroline; it is possible that I may become emotional throughout the process. I