All Chapters of The Billionaire Ex-Wife’s Return : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

083Alora's POV One would think that at this point, and with everything I've been through, I would have gotten used to it by now. But no matter how much shit I've been through, I like to think that's the last. That doesn't necessarily work, and the phone call I received last night, was all the proof I needed in the world to finally understand that. I drummed my fingernails against the surface of my steering wheel. An unruly rhythm reached my ears, but I tuned them out the moment they got closer to my earlobe. On the outside, horns blared and honked at the traffic light that had been stuck at the red light for the past thirty minutes. At this point, I was beginning to think it might be a malfunction, because I had no idea what was causing the holdup. The zebra crossing in front of me was as empty as could be, so why wasn't the light changing? I sighed. If anything, it gave me some time to think. I'd sworn I wasn't going to do that too often, but life obviously had other plans

085Alora's POV Was I crazy? Well, we were about to find out. This wasn't going to be the first time I would think I was a little mental upstairs. I mean, if so many people had told me that, I liked to think it was true, even if it was only by a fraction. I used to get mad when I heard the word crazy being used to describe me. It ticked me off in most ways, but not anymore. Instead of always getting upset over it and all the time, I trained myself to see it as a compliment somehow and use it to better myself. If you thought about it, it was better to be referred to as the crazy lady, or crazy Laura rather than being pitied whenever your name came up. If they all thought I'd been crazy all this while, then they were about to get the biggest shock of their lives. For the second time, and more than I would actually like, I drummed my fingers against the steering wheel, anxiously waiting for the lights to turn green. It was almost the same scenario as this morning, the only diffe

087Alora's POV I'd messed up, and Ethan's smirk grin wasn't the only indication I was getting. I felt it all around me. Up until now, it felt like I was under some kind of spell. Well, maybe that depiction wasn't exactly correct, but I'd allowed my anger and desperation to get to me, and now, I'd just shot myself in the foot. Ethan wasn't supposed to know what I'd just told him. My business was strictly meant for the court and the court only, but now, I'd just gone to spill to him, that the potential evidence I had was nowhere to be found. Way to go Alora, fucking way to go. “Can't got your tongue miss?” He called out to me. “I've never taken you to be the quiet type, but I guess it's true what the saying says; situation changes people, a lot. It's so sad to see that this is what you've been reduced to.”“I haven't been reduced to anything and you know it.” I shot back. “I'm simply just in a bad spot and…”“You've been in a bad spot since I knew you, Alora.” He cut me off.

089Alora's POV The living room was crowded, but it didn't exactly seem so. Why? Four people was already a crowd for me and I didn't need any more people. If Laura or anyone in here decided to bring in another guest, then best believe I would either crash out,or lose it in front of the newest addition. Yes, I was that anti social.A small sigh slid past my lips as I pushed that lone thought out of my head. My hands were wrapped around a warm cup of hot cocoa, and while the others discussed, I gently sipped on my beverage. It tasted heavenly if I was being honest, and with the slightly loud and chartering noise in the background, it created the perfect ambience for a business woman enjoying her wealth and affluence, after climbing so many obstacles to get to them. I would be lying if I said I didn't relate to that. Well, only a part of it. I was yet to overcome all the obstacles in front of me. They were a lot, and sometimes, something inside me always whispered that I just w

091Alora's POV The night was chilly, and I mentally cursed myself for not pulling up here with a jacket, or at least something thicker. It was also yet to be winter, so I didn't understand why it was so cold out here tonight too. Where the hell was she? I stared into the distance, hoping to God that I would see some form of life form. Well, not any kind. I was specifically waiting for Laura. When she'd send me a cryptic text to meet her here in the next one hour, I was this tempted to call the authorities responsible because I could swear her phone had been hacked. Only when she'd sent a follow up message after a couple of minutes later to tell me that she would explain when she got here did I visibly relax. It sounded like a good plan at the time, but now, I wasn't so sure anymore. The night was deathly quiet, save for the occasional rustle of the trees from time to time. I could swear this place used to be one of the most prettiest spots in the city in the daytime, but t