Semua Bab Regretting Divorce: Return of my heiress Ex-Wife: Bab 221 - Bab 230

M I K H A I L"Are we done yet?" Elle groaned. "My legs are hurting, and this is the most boring thing ever. This is taking too long, and why do they always have to ask me the same questions? It's annoying, and it's been the same thing since the last session. What's the point? And, the worst part is, is that they won't let me eat while I'm here, and all I want is food. This is ridiculous."I smiled, and placed a hand on her thigh. "You're doing great, and if we want to have a normal pregnancy, we need to make sure that the sessions are consistent. I know you're tired, and it's tiring, but this is for our baby. Think of it as a small sacrifice, and it's just thirty minutes out of your day. Besides, I thought you enjoyed the sessions. Don't you like talking about the baby?"She smiled, and rubbed her belly. "Yes, of course, but these are so boring. There's nothing new to talk about. Why can't we talk about something fun and exciting instead of the same things? Do they not know how to sp

E M O R YI exhaled the fat blunt, crossing my leg on the table as I watched a movie on the TV. Lana was out to God knows where, but I could as well be alone.I hate my life.Every attempts to get through to Sebastian was futile. Elle was loving the dream life after ruining mine. She was pregnant, and they were expecting a daughter.I was a laughing stock, the one who was always humiliated. I hated them, and I hated everyone. Sebastian was too busy loving on his new bitch, and was ignoring my calls and texts. He was not answering me, and it was frustrating.I was a powerful woman, and I wanted him.And, I always get what I want.Just a matter of time, before I strike. They would never see me coming. I heard the sound of the doorbell and I groaned. It was definitely not Lana because she didn't have to knock, she already has the spare keys.I walked to the door, and looked through the peephole, and gasped.What the fuck is he doing here?I opened the door, and Michael stood there, look

S E B A S T I A NI watched Laura looking over the window, deep in thoughts, as we drove her to the airport.She has been like this for the past two weeks, and I tried to excuse the fact that she had just lost her dad, but it just feels like there's something more that she isn't saying. And no matter how much I tried to figure it out, she kept shutting me down, and telling me not to worry about it.But, of course I had to worry about it, and of course, I was worried about it. She turned her head, and looked at me, and gave me a small smile."Seems like the time passed so fast.""It did.""I'm going to miss you, babe." She smiled, which didn't quite reach her eyes as she picked my lips.I took her hand, giving it a comforting squeeze. My eyes said the words ice been asking her, and she knew, and shook her head, letting me know it wasn't the right time."You'll see me very soon."She nodded, and sighed, resting her head on my shoulder. "I don't want to leave.""You can stay. You can alw

L A U R AGetting off the bed, I decided to unpack my bags, before getting ready for dinner. I unzipped my bag, and took out the dresses, and hung them inside the wardrobe, and placed the shoes and jewelry, and other things on the shelves.I took out my laptop, and plugged it in, and switched it on, and went through some work emails, and replied to some urgent ones, and then logged off, and checked my personal emails, and messages, and responded to a few.Giovanna had called me a bunch of times, and had left a bunch of texts, and I quickly replied, assuring her that everything was alright, and she didn't have to worry.When everything was well arranged, I finally took time to look around my room. My childhood bedroom. All my photos that were hung on the wall were all piled up now at the corner of the room, as if they were a disgrace, and no one wanted to see them.All my favorite books, and toys, and childhood memories were packed away, and stored in the attic, never to be seen again.

L A U R AMy phone rang, as Sebastian's name appeared on the screen."Hey, baby." I smiled, and walked out onto the balcony, and sat on the chair."How are you doing, Laura? Are you holding up okay?""Yeah. I'm fine." I lied, and he sighed."I know you're not okay, baby. Please, tell me the truth."I knew i had to keep lying to him. For his own sake. He didn't deserve to be dragged into my Mafia world, full of hatred, chaos, violence, and danger. He was an innocent, and his only mistake was loving me."It's just the stress from the funeral arrangements. We're having a wake for my father, and then a burial in the family cemetery. And, there are a lot of preparations that need to be made. The board, and the family members have to attend, and we have to make sure everything is perfect.""Do you want me to come? I can take some time off work, and stay for a few days, and help you. Then we'd come back to America together. How does that sound?""It's alright, Seb. You don't have to come. I'