Lahat ng Kabanata ng BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Eloise I'm not crying because of my now ex-husband. He's not worth it.. I'm crying because my delusion of who he was has been shattered by the truth of who he is. No matter how much I felt like unaliving myself, I wasn't going to die just yet. Not without making Damon regret it. Not without dragging every single bit of hair out of that homewrecker's head. I was the only family my father had. His only brother severed ties with him years ago and it was all because of me, and I still haven’t figured out what I did. Leaving him alone in this world would break him. The issue with Damon wasn’t in any way because of my family's background. He loved me knowing my father has lost everything and has almost nothing except for old friends and connections from my grandfather and an empty museum art gallery.Damon's problem was me. Maybe things would have turned out differently If only I could conceive and give him a child. The rain suddenly stopped soaking my skin, and when I looked up, Ale

ELOISE“What the hell?”“That’s for being a bitch,” she walked away with a grin. *Living daylight psycho!*“Can I help you?” A man offered, but immediately after I removed the strands of hair across my face and pulled back, he zoomed off.I looked around, confused. I wanted to find Laura to clear up my confusion, but she was nowhere to be found. Everyone around me was paired up. I was the only one alone.Shaking off the feeling of isolation, I grabbed another glass of wine. “This will be the last,” I promised myself. I obviously didn’t want to get drunk in this kind of atmosphere.As I sipped the wine slowly, the feeling of wanting to be with someone disappeared, but then came the staggering effect, and I managed not to bump into a man.“Hi, my name’s Lucius,” his voice whispered from behind me. His voice was deep and soothing.I slowly turned around. The man was also wearing a mask, so I couldn’t see his face, but he looked a lot like the guy I’d met earlier.“I don’t think I need yo

Eloise*Five years later.*"I’d never go to that party if it weren’t for the upcoming exhibition. Gosh, those people only care about showcasing their money!" My father grumbled at the other end of the phone."Dad, don’t be like that. You need to meet lots of people to broaden your horizon. It’s not just about the money. Besides, you need money as well.""Here you go again! You’ve grown so much that you lecture me about money now. By the way, what have you been munching on?""Nothing, Dad." I stopped chewing and giggled."Nothing? Doesn’t that sound like chips? Have you been skipping your meals because of work?"I smacked my lips. "No, Dad. I didn’t skip any... I mean, not many meals," I stuttered."Not again! I wonder what you’re feeding my grandchildren. I told you that a responsible adult doesn’t skip meals. Who cares if you’ve become one of the best curators if you can’t even feed yourself properly? I’m sure there’s no food there.""There is... I’ll make something once we’re done t

LUCIANOI can't possibly impose on a poor international student, and besides, you shouldn't be bringing strangers into your home," I said once we got to Eloise's house. She'd offered to house me until the next day."That should be a thank you, right? Besides, how do you know I'm not from here?"I scoffed. "Your Italian accent is still there. Somehow though."She smacked her lips. "I thought I worked on that already."Once she pushed the door open, three adorably looking children ran out in our direction, and freaking hell, they skipped Eloise to come hug me."Daddy!"I crouched down to my feet. "How come you all look so adorable? Oh my goodness. But too bad, I'm not your daddy." I ran my hand across their heads and hugged them tightly.I felt different. Like starting home wouldn't be entirely bad."You didn't tell me you take care of young children as well, Eloise. You must be working really hard to earn a living," I said once the children gave me a little space."Those are my—""I'm

Luciano "How can a private investigator struggle to find one girl? Is she invisible or what? I paid him handsomely!" "Its not that easy to find someone without a face. I'd tell him to hurry things up" my secretary said.. I still couldn't get Eloise off my head. Wondering what exactly I did wrong that night. Was i such a bad kisser that she had me thrown out of her house late at night while crying. I just couldn't wrap my head around everything. But I still had to find the girl from five years ago. Atleast I owe her an apology. "Call the private investigator again. Tell him that the sooner he finds her the more like he is to get ten times of what I initially offered" "Ten times? That'd be twenty million sir" "I need him to see how much I am willing to pay for him to get this done, that way he will take it seriously " I leaned back in the chair and rested my hand on the table. "I really have an important question to ask about this" James ran his hand