Billionaire's Unapproachable Ex-wife : Love Is Not A Deal

"So, You are Derek's wife on paper. Nice to meet you, I am Arusha Suzanne, Derek's Girlfriend!" Instead of listening to Arusha Suzanne, A British American brunette, 5'4" who is speaking so cutely, Gwen is staring at her husband and mother-in-law. Her eyes are asking enough to get an explanation from both of them. How could they do this to her? Gwen wants to question but the pain is stuck in her throat to form words."No response? Seems like your wife didn't accept me." Arusha hisses with disappointment. But a smile appears on her face when Derek grabs her wrist and pulls her into his embrace."Who cares if she accepts you or not? She is like a servant here. After the divorce, she will leave eventually. Let's go to our room You are already weak." Derek speaks as if he is saying some universal truth. His words don't convey any emotions, no hatred, no guilt. As if it is true, so he doesn't need to worry about the person who is standing before him with tearful eyes."Don't be so sweet

"Mom"Anusha's heartbreaking sob makes Mrs. Nicole dwell on the situation. Her peaceful afternoon seems to have faced some troubles which she is not going to accept easily. " Sweetie!!. What happened!? Why are you crying?"And, of course, she won't let things go when her favourite girl whom she always wanted to have as Daughter-in-law is crying. She asks, standing up from the couch." | shouldn't have come back. Mom. I hate when people hate me." She weeps until her cheeks get reddened. Anyone will fall for her facial expressions which look so genuine. "What happened? Calm down. My child!!" Mrs. Nicole hugs her, helping her to sit down on the couch." Gwen hates me. Not only that she call me a homewrecker, but also she called me a wh@re. Mom I loved Derek first. Derek loves me too. She is the one who is a homewrecker! Wahh!!!"" How dare she!!" A roar shakes the wall from Mrs. Nicole. She can't believe that Gwen dared to hurt her soon-to-be Daughter-in-law."I should just leave. Mom,

Amidst the euphoria of the party, all eyes suddenly shift to her, interrupting their immersive enjoyment. Some gasp in disbelief as a servant dares to disturb their dancing, but the majority are intrigued, eager to witness the unfolding scene.Derek releases Anusha and rises from his seat, his brow furrowed with concern. "What's she doing there?" he whispers, his focus unbroken as he notices Gwen proudly revealing a newly marked burning arm, a sight that makes his eyes narrow in the realization that she's about to do something daring."Thank you for your kind attention. I'm Gwen Stacy, the sole daughter of a devoted father who raised me well but departed as soon as he believed I could survive in this harsh, callous world. And I'm here, without any grievances," she announces with a proud smile, striding towards the stage's edge."This night is truly special, isn't it?" she remarks."Of course it is, but how would you know, being a servant?" guest jeers, mocking her audacity." Woo-Hoo!

" No, Sir. Nobody has lived in this address for a long time. I heard they have moved out once the owner of the house lost his wife!"Derek's eyebrows are narrow with confusion as the neighbours of Gwen's address that he collected from the marriage certificate are saying Gwen doesn't stay here for a long time. Then why would she give the old address instead of the new one? Frustrated, he walks towards the car, however, one of the eldest women calls him from behind," Are you searching for Gwenie's family?" Hearing the shaky and weak voice of the elder, Derek instantly nods, turning back." Do you know her? Grandma!"" You are such a good kid. Of course, I know her. I raised her with my hands. Unfortunately, her mother died when she was young. She was a strong girl, didn't even cry when her mother died because she thought he would break down. How could I not know her? Such a good child. My poor child!"Seeing how detailed information she has, Derek immediately walks towards the nearby s

The chattering sounds around the huge lobby keep the weather warm on this fallen afternoon. Most of the guests are from different countries and Businessmen. People here are most curious about the elders who are celebrating their marriage anniversary twenty years later. And the reason for this? They are dying to know.Another car stops by the entrance gate, being welcomed by well-dressed guards. As the car door opens, they frown upon seeing a familiar face getting out of the car which she is supposed not to. "I'm eager to meet your mother and grandparents!" Mrs. Nicole beams with a triumphant and proud smile, stepping out of the car alongside Anusha, who subtly avoids the scrutiny of the guards.A frown of annoyance on her face appears as the intense gaze from the guards keeps increasing.As they allow themselves to walk in, a couple of reporters try to get close to them but are stopped by the guards to keep the party as calm and peaceful as possible.Their focus shifts abruptly towar