All Chapters of Billionaire Ex, Divorce It!: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“She told me some, after I heard her on the phone, not long after she moved here, and little bits have come up since.”It is messy. Going back to me taking the job. The force kept my agreement to take the top job to be kept quiet as possible, the old head was under investigation and they came almost begging for me to take it over.Lena was my tipping point of taking the job, they wanted me to slip into the position and not let on that I was boss, most guys know me as a top cop and defer to me, none know how top I am now, and if you don't mind, I would like it to stay that way. We have a number of other officials we are looking at, and believe it or not,Mona and her little wedding club, are part of it. How it started is a mystery, but the more I dig, the wider the problems. As you may know, those arrested are out on bail, and we are monitoring the higher-ups, hoping they will lead us to more of the top people.”Rio was so relaxed it amazed me, I already liked this man, but the more I tal

*MILENA*Dad brought me my laptop from my office, so I can work on my research on the new heart I am building, now that I can stay awake for a few hours after my shower and physio, I am so exhausted afterward, that I sleep for about two hours, before I can work on my laptop now that my cast is off. I usually get a little work done before Arturo arrives but today he seems to be a little earlier than usual today.You see, after Arturo finishes his day's work, he comes back to me, he has put a bed next to mine and refuses to return to our place until I leave with him, and what surprises me is Gustavo is okay with us both sort of living here. I am not sure if something else is going on outside of here, I barely watch the television, only the sports when Dad or Hank is here we watch it together, tomorrow is Sunday and we are having another sports day, but here. Hank has Felicia making us some pies and by the sounds of it, this wing is going to get noisy with our screaming at the screen, I

*MILENA*Arturo was already up and dressed when I woke this morning, I was disappointed that I still needed so much sleep, but Hank kept saying the body needs sleep and rest to heal.I get that, but it is easier to tell patients to rest and heal than to be the one doing the healing.As of today, Felicia won't be in to help me bathe. Arturo had been doing it the last two days, as Felicia could not come in. I seem to have gotten over the shyness of him seeing my body, maybe because the bruising, bandage, and cast were gone, or maybe I am comfortable around Arturo and like how gentle and caring he is, his eyes take all of me in. He makes me feel special and wanted as he tends to my needs, I am no longer embarrassed that I need his help to do things and have accepted that if I need to do things, sometimes I need help, I won't be this way forever and Arturo wants to be the one to assist me, he was very persuasive, and he wore me down. Not that I minded too much, but I felt I needed to try

*MILENA*Dad and Rio left, and I felt better as I was tucked in by Arturo, I felt him lean down and kiss me, before whispering to have a good night. I was feeling his love for all the attention I was getting, though a little guilty that I was not helping with the cleanup, poor Arturo seemed to be the one doing all the work while I slept and ate all day, not contributing to the cooking or cleaning.The next morning,Arturo was up and in his swimming trunks. He looked yummy as I watched his muscles flex as he pulled a shirt over his chest, to my disappointment, covering up what I had been enjoying looking at, his toned body, keeping fit by swimming and the gym.“Morning sweetheart, how was your night?”he asked as he helped me out of bed and stepped into a swimsuit, he had a two-piece, swimsuit, making it easier to put on than the one piece I would normally wear. Oh, I just remembered I wear a one-piece when I swim, and another fragment slips into place.“Good, I had no dreams and I have

*MILENA*The horror. Was it a dream or a memory?Hank took my vitals as Arturo rocked me back and forth, saying soothing words to calm me down. I was so upset, this dream or memory had terrified me. Could my Mum do such a thing?Why would Rissa?It breaks my heart to think either would, but the dream was so real.Hank gave me a sweet tea, not something I like, but he said I needed the sugar after the trauma I had just been through. I sipped it, and it had some brandy in it, too, and the alcohol burned my raw throat as it went down; I felt the warmth go all the way to my stomach.“Lena, did you have a memory or a nightmare?' Hank asked me, concern laced his voice.“I do not know, it felt so real, but I do not understand why?”I whimpered back because it was true. I had no idea.Dad arrived, and behind him was Felicia. Both of them rushed over to give me a side hug, as Arturo was not going to release me. As the others approached us,Arturo pulled me closer to him.Felicia looked me over,