All Chapters of Divorcing my billionaire husband, his best friend wants me : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

LUTHER."We've seen a significant increase in sales, and our marketing strategy is paying off. The team is working overtime to meet the demand, but I think we'll exceed expectations..” As Dickson, my assistant continued talking, I stared blankly at him, my mind elsewhere. "Yes, yes, the sales numbers... good, good," I murmured, my thoughts drifting to Joanna.. Would she really call off their marriage? It would be the hardest thing for her. She had been in love with Asher for such a long time, letting go wouldn't be easy."...and the marketing team is working overtime to meet the demand," Dickson said, but I was lost in thought. I nodded absently, trying to appear attentive, but my brain was elsewhere. Dickson's words became background noise, and I let my thoughts carry me away. Would she take Asher back? I know Asher has always been the type to get what he wants. He doesn't give up until things go his way. Would I be able to spend another day with Joanna? Shit, Joanna is a married w

JOANNA. *Two weeks Later.*Two weeks passed in a blink of an eye since Asher and I got back together..So far so good, everything has been going so well. The Asher I knew back then was slowly coming home. Maybe It was a good idea to give him a second chance. Everyone deserves a second chance. There was no more begging for even a bit of his care, I got everything I wanted and I felt home. Cassie hasn't been messing around so far. We stayed in the same house but we barely crossed parts for the past two weeks. Luther and I haven't been in touch. I haven't heard from him since that day I reconciled with Asher. The way Luther hung up, I couldn't exactly explain what the problem was. All I did was tell him not to tell Dad about Cassie and Asher. I have texted him a few times but he didn't reply, called him but he wouldn't return my calls. I wondered if he was annoyed at me for anything but couldn't pinpoint the issue. I let it rest for a while, I had even asked Asher and he said they h

JOANNA. My mind was racing, panic setting in as I stared at Cassie, her clothes stained with blood and a few drops on the floor. Oh God, what have I done? I thought, my heart sinking. Did I really just push her that hard? What if...what if she loses the baby? The thought sent a shiver down my spine. I felt like I was in shock, my body trembling with fear. If she does, Asher would hate me forever,I wasn't ready for that. I didn't mean to push her that hard.. I feel so overwhelmed, tears lingering in my eyes. I quickly tried to approach her, to apologize, to make sure she was okay, but she glared at me, her eyes flashing with anger. “Don't touch me!”she shouted, her voice shrill. I froze, unsure of what to do.Cassie's face, twisted in anger and pain. What have I gotten myself into?I panicked, trying to approach her for a second time., panic rising in my chest, she glared at me. "Don't touch me! I said get your filthy hands off me!" she yelled. Just then, Asher walked in and my h

JOANNA. I couldn't sleep or do anything. I had no peace within me to do anything. I kept wandering to and fro in the living, I was expecting the worst scenario but I also had my hopes up and prayed that nothing would happen to Cassie and her baby. Did I really push her that hard?My mind replayed the scene with Cassie on repeat – the push, her shocked expression, the fear in her eyes. Asher's fear too. All had me overwhelmed and stuck. What if something happens to her baby? The thought sends a wave of dread through me.Asher’ s anger, he would probably hate me forever. I didn't want that, the fear dreaded me. I can almost feel his hands around my wrists, his voice raised in rage. My heart raced at the mere thought.I'm scared, overwhelmed, and unsure what to do. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I wandered inside the living room: Will Cassie be okay? Will Asher ever forgive me? What's going to happen to me?The uncertainty is suffocating. I feel trapped, I really wanted

JOANNA. The light shone from the window and I blinked my eyes reflexively, stirring slowly. I gently sat up in bed, trying to adjust to the light. I turned to the side and saw that the bed was surrounded by gifts.. I furrowed my brows slightly and rubbed my eyes, perhaps I was still sleeping or something or in a dream because why was I seeing boxes of gifts on the bed? But the gifts didn't disappear even as I rubbed my eyes. I lifted my gaze and saw Asher standing in the corner, looking dashing in his suit, a knowing smile on his face. I looked around at the boxes and packages, my confusion deepening. "Asher what's going on?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper."Good morning, beautiful” He greeted..“Why not open them instead of asking questions," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement. A gentle smile played on my lips as I wondered what Asher was planning. I couldn't even contain my excitement. “Okayy” I replied. I reached for the nearest box and unwrapped it, revealin