All Chapters of The Billionaire's Ex-wife is a Fashion Icon: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Jessica gently unfastened her daughter’s coat, her hands shaking slightly as her thoughts continued to cause chaos in her mind. The boutique encounter with Olivia had thrown her off balance more than she wanted to admit.“Mommy, can I have my hot chocolate now?” Avery asked, her voice cutting through Jessica’s clouded mind.Jessica managed to smile at her, brushing back the strand of hair on Avery’s face. “Of course, sweetheart. But first, go wash your hands and I’ll go in and make it extra sweet for you.”As Avery skipped towards the direction of the bathroom, Jess exhaled for a moment, her chest tightening up.Ricky stepped into the room, his sharp blue-coloured suit, which was wrinkled from a long day of work. “You’re late.” He said with a playful tone before he noticed the look on her face. “What’s wrong?”Jessica hesitated, glancing towards the bathroom to make sure that Avery would be unable to hear anything. “You wouldn’t believe that I ran into Olivia today.”Ricky’s jaw dropp

Jessica's knuckles began to whiten as she held the edge of her desk tightly. Across from her, Olivia still leaned against the wall of her office, an irritating picture of confidence on her face. The air in the room began to feel suffocating, her once peaceful office had to turn of lionesses."Olivia, speak plainly," Jessica said to her, keeping her voice so she wouldn't cause a scene in her workplace. "What do you want here?"Olivia took a step forward, her heels making a sound as they clicked on the polished floor underneath her feet. "Oh, sweet sweet Jessica." She began, her tone as slippery as honey. "I'm here to give you a simple deal. Dump Ricky and give the father of your daughter more access to her. That's all I want."Jessica's eyes closed in on her. "And why would I do that for you?"Olivia smirked, fetching her mobile phone from her sleek Birking bag. "Because if you don't do as I say, this right here might just end up in court as evidence during your custody battle." She ta

Jessica sat across from Lois, their lawyer, her gaze being distant as she tried to organize the documents that had been spread across the table. The office, with its well-polished furniture and perfectly set up shelves, for some reason, felt very oppressive today. Ricky sat next to Jessica, tapping his pen on the table in front of him while he waited."Jessica." Lois began, finally breaking the silence that engulfed the room. "We need to try to focus on building a case that focuses on Avery's well-being as a child. This kind of case can get ugly quickly, and Ethan's team will most likely play dirty and try to attack the fact that you hid Avery away for years. We need to be ready for that."Jessica folded both of her arms, her facial expression remaining resolute. "Let them. I'll narrate everything to the court so they understand my point of view. Ethan had no right to know about Avery. He didn't care one bit for me and he sure didn't care about the idea of me having a child when he ki

The sunlight filled the living room from the windows, casting a glow on Avery's little face, who was curled up and playing with her stuffed bunny. Jessica sat nearby, her laptop on her knees as she typed while her other eye remained on Avery. Though the nightmare of Avery's kidnapping had been solved three days ago, Jessica still carried the weight of it. She glanced at her phone, which sat on the coffee table. Another call from Ethan. The sight made her jaw tighten and her fists squeezed."Mommy?" her daughter's soft voice broke off her thoughts. "Can I get a snack?"Jessica faked a smile, closing her laptop and setting it aside. "Sure, sweetheart. What do you want to have?""Peanut butter and jelly?" Avery asked, her tiny face lighting up as she hoped her mum would agree.Jessica ruffled her daughter's hair and headed straight into the kitchen, grateful that was alive to make requests. There she was, spreading the peanut butter on a slice of bread when her phone buzzed one more

Ethan sat in his office, letting the weight of the past weeks press on him like an iron blade. The only photo of Avery that he had managed to get from the last time they hung out seemed to mock him as it lay on his desk, her tiny smile frozen in time for him to stare at whenever he wanted. A complete contrast to the storm that he had just unleashed into her life. He pressed his palms on his face, trying to breathe through all the anger and guilt that he was feeling. Jessica's voice from the phone call began to ring in his ear; "Best for Avery? You think dragging our daughter into a custody battle is what is best for her?"His door creaked open, but Ethan didn't look up to see who it was. "Not now, Carla," he said, believing it was his assistant that had walked into his office."Carla? That's new." His father's voice, came into the room steady and authoritative, it sent a chill down Ethan's spine when he recognized who it was.Ethan straightened in his chair as his father, Richard, wal