All Chapters of After Divorce: Loved by the Secret Billionaire CEO: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Ethan's POV I took another sip from the cup of coffee in my hand before dropping it on my table, and returning my focus back to the pile of documents in front of me. As much as I wanted too, no matter how hard my heart wanted me to rush over to the Andrews mansion yesterday so I could stop Rachel from making whatever decision she made, and also take her back home with me so I could tell her about my feelings for her... But I just couldn't. She made her choice, and her choice wasn't me. After Josh told me yesterday about the options Martha laid down for Rachel the day before yesterday, and also that Rachel had just gone to the Andrews mansion probably to give that woman her answer, I wanted to rush over there and stop her. But then it dawned on me. Victoria said that Rachel was in love with me and I believed it at first, but if she would ditch me for just one dumb reason without evening giving me space to explain and rushed back to her ex, was she really worth fighting for?

Marina's POV" I noticed your smile has gone down, you're probably thinking; Why did Ethan go to a bar go meet Lana if he likes Rachel?". I blinked as I leaned into my seat.That was exactly what I was thinking. "So why?" Mark smiled sadly, picking up the bottle of wine on the table and pouring it into the glasses. This restaurant even had an expensive wine in each table on the house... Money. " He didn't. " He replied curtly. He didn't? " So are you saying that Rachel was blind? Or that's she is just making this up?" I asked sounding incredulous while I raised a brow at him. Just how was I to believe that?" That's... That's not what I'm trying to say. " He sighed. Guess he was as frustrated with the matter as I was, or even more. He was just about opening his mouth again to speak when the waiter returned with our order and began placing it on the table. "Thank you". He said as she left. I raised a brow again. Thank you? When was the last time I've heard a person say th

Rachel's POV "But why do you care so much about what Rachel fucking thinks of you?" "Mark don't know why you would ask that..." I said nervously, looking down at the table. "The food is getting cold, that's if it's not already. Why don't we just eat?" I said instead picking up the spoon and fork from the table. I was avoiding Mark's question, and from the look, he was giving me now, though I couldn't see it, I could feel it; it was obvious. "Your best friend is also supposed to understand your feelings as well; you're not the only one that ought to consider hers, and I'm very sure you know that; that's how friendship works." He continued talking even though he could clearly see that I was trying to eat. Well, trying was the best word because I couldn't get anything on my fork, because of my trembling hands. "If she doesn't care about you, how are you sure she takes your friendship seriously? Friendship isn't a one-sided thing, Marina; it could be who takes it seriously..."

Rachel's POVI stared at the bars of the cell I was in, still in shock of the events that had happened in the last few hours. The detective and the other guy didn't even bother to cuff me, and just lead me to their car after telling me about what had happened to Lana. Why didn't they cuff me?Well they had no reason to. After I heard that Lana was dead, I went into shock and wasn't even aware of my surroundings any longer. The men just lead me out of the house and into their car, and here I was in a cell, in jail, in a fucking police station!Lana was dead. How was that even possible?Alot of things ran through my mind as I replayed the sentence, Lana is dead. How did she die? That was the first one. I wanted to ask, but my brain and my mouth refused to work together, and even up till now I had no idea how Lana died and why I the one blamed for it. That was if she was even dead. Lana was an actress, a very talented one. But she had a huge flaw of always using her talent for t

Rachel's POVI got up from the floor, dusting the back of my clothes a bit before following the woman out of the cell. All I could think about was how my life was going to be like if I actually went to court and was pronounced guilty. Just a few hours in prison, and I already had a huge hand mark on my face... How was my life going to be like after I was convicted?I looked up to see the female officer leading me through an iron door."Get in..." She said opening the door wide for me making no sign of getting in also.Could this be it? I bowed my head as I got in, too embarrassed to raise up my face to anyone on the room, even if they were the ones that would finally end me. Maybe I was right after all and Lana planned all of these just to get rid of me in a more ' legal manner 'Was this how I was going to die? In a police station for a crime that was just too stupid? I should have just died months ago by the bridge when I had the chance, at least it would mean a more worthy death