All Chapters of The Billionaire Ex-Wife’s Return : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

112Eliaz's POV I tapped my feet anxiously , but I knew I was just wasting time. If I didn't get the hell out of here and in that conference room as soon as possible, then it was going to be game over for me, finally. I ran a hand through my already tussled hair, fighting the urge to pull at its roots. With how much I'd been tugging at it, it was surprising how they weren't falling off already. “Can't you go any faster!?” I yelled out of the blue. Well, I wouldn't exactly say out of the blue since the recipient knew it was directed at him. From the rearview mirror, I watched the taxi driver let out an exasperated sigh before turning on to the next street. “Where the hell are you going now?”“I'm looking for a shortcut.” His voice was surprisingly calm, and I knew I should feel bad for yelling, but I didn't. He could go to hell for all I cared. “The traffic upfront is too much and I really don't see it clearing out anytime soon. You could spend up to two hours or more. An hour

114Alora's POV My fingers trembled, and I put my hands in each other just to stop them from being obvious. I didn't particularly have a problem with it, since I was super sure it would clear out almost immediately. My worry though, had everything to do with Fredrick. He'd been tense since this morning, even more than I was. Somehow, that tension seemed to have skyrocketed during all of the hulaballoo that went down in the conference room. I'd been an anxious mess, and so was Fredrick. I had no idea why, or perhaps I'd gotten kind of used to things going bad every couple of hours, so I just couldn't bring myself to calm down. Even with all of our evidence and Shadow’s confession, I still felt like it wasn't enough. Like there was a loophole that we were overlooking, and it would come at us faster than we would realize it. After Fredrick had gotten Eliaz, I still couldn't bring myself to calm down or even feel happy. It was over, Eliaz was locked in jail and would be tried over

116Alora's POV I took the cab back home, but it did nothing to stop me from thinking about all that had gone down at Eliaz's mansion. I knew Cynthia was shrewd, but this was a bit too much, even for her. Did her hatred for me really run so deep that she got someone to kill me? Wasn't she satisfied with how things had played out? Not only did she get my husband, she took my entire life with her too. She took everything that belonged to her, and yet, she was still after my life. The Cynthia I knew was a violent human being. When I'd headed there earlier, I'd half expected her to put up a fight, but she didn't, and it made my stomach churn. Why?I knew storming there in the heat of the moment felt like right decision, but now that the confrontation had been done with, I felt slightly stupid, and like I'd just made theThe gates slid ope biggest mistake of my life. “Calm down, Alora.” I breathed. “You're just overthinking it.” I didn't stop muttering the words to myself till th

118Alora's POV I jerked up with a start, my heart slamming rapidly against my chest. Beads of sweat raced down the side of my face, and I didn't miss my sweat filled dress clinging to my body. I was icky and uncomfortable, but nothing could surpass the dread that coiled in my stomach. With wide eyes, I searched my room. It was empty, but I couldn't shake off the fact that someone was hiding in the shadows,or behind the curtain, and just waiting for the right moment to strike. Just like three days ago. A shiver ran down my spine at the mere thought of it. That day could easily be a part of the worst days of my life. In fact, it really was the worst day of my life, and I wasn't sure anything would be topping that anytime soon. I'd experienced fear, but nothing came close to the crippling kind I experienced when Cynthia had burst into my room. I had completely lost it when I realized she had a gun. A chill ran down my spine the moment she pressed it into my side, and in that m

120Alora's POV I sucked in a deep breath, willing my thumping heart to stop least calm down for a couple of seconds, but it didn't. Instead, or seemed to skyrocket all the more. My palms were sweaty, and I'd lost count of the number of times I'd wiped it against my skirt, and right now, I wouldn't be surprised if it was soaking right now. “Mrs Alora.” I jerked up at the sound of my name. I blinked back a couple of times, just to come face to face with a man. I had no idea who he was, but he didn't look any older than Fredrick. “Good afternoon.”“Good afternoon.” I gave him a small smile. “Um, can I help you?” “No, not really.” He shook his head. Not only that, he had an awkward bait that had me thinking if he was still recovering from an accident or something. A look crossed his face, and I easily narrowed it down to shame or probably embarrassment. “I just came to apologize.”“Apologize?” I'd kept an open mind when he approached me, but this definitely what I'd expected him