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* 1st * Chapter 212 : If it’s within reason and doesn’t involve matrimony, I’ll agree.
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Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 212 : If it’s within reason and doesn’t involve matrimony, I’ll agree.
Michelle FitzAlan had not spent the better part of an evening tracking down a vanishing fiancé only to behave with composure.It had taken three unanswered calls, one strategically questioned assistant, and a very expensive bottle of wine promised to the maître d’ before she’d confirmed Ezra’s whereabouts. And now—after resigning without notice and dodging every conversation about their engagement dinner—he was here.Having sushi.With her.Michelle’s smile did not reach her eyes.Alexander, meanwhile, looked positively refreshed.“Miss FitzAlan,” he said smoothly, that American calm of his bordering on provocative hospitality, “please. Join us.”It was an invitation so polite it bordered on theatrical.Michelle studied him for a brief second. She was not foolish. She recognised provocation when she heard it.Then her gaze moved to Ava.Ava met it steadily, one brow lifting the slightest fraction.Very well.Michelle slipped off her shoes and stepped onto the tatami with impeccable po
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 211 : Adrian Sterling, you bastard—you’re actually here!
“Cello!”Ava’s voice carried across the terrace, crisp and controlled, though there was still the faintest warmth lingering from the evening’s festivities.She approached the table where father and son sat conspiratorially close.“The cake is finished,” she said, adjusting the strap of her handbag over her shoulder. “We should be heading home.”Rehearsal for the day had concluded. The lighting crew were dismantling equipment. The city skyline beyond the terrace had deepened into indigo, scattered with glittering office windows and the slow pulse of traffic below.Marcello placed a hand on his stomach and made a dramatic face.“Mummy… I’m starving.”Ava raised an eyebrow. “You’ve just had cake.”“That was dessert,” he said solemnly. “It doesn’t count.”Before she could retort, Alexander had already risen.In one fluid movement, he bent down and scooped Marcello into his arms as though it were the most natural thing in the world.“Uncle Vanderbilt’s taking you out for dinner,” he announ
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 210 : You have to be good to Mummy.
For a full three seconds after Ava smeared the cream across Alexander’s face, no one moved.The terrace—so lively a moment ago—fell into a silence so complete it felt staged.The white smear sat boldly against the sharp plane of his cheekbone, absurdly bright under the terrace lights. It did, unmistakably, resemble a crooked Santa Claus beard pasted on the most unsuitable man in the world.Will’s hand, halfway to his wine glass, froze mid-air.Jeremy blinked.Even Finn, who prided himself on composure in all circumstances, straightened imperceptibly.Smearing cake on someone during a birthday celebration was hardly scandalous.Smearing cake on Alexander Vanderbilt was another matter entirely.Everyone present knew his reputation—controlled, meticulous, fastidious to the point of obsession. He disliked unnecessary contact. He disliked disorder. He disliked unpredictability.And Ava had just committed all three offences at once.The air felt tight.Ava, however, did not retreat.She lif
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 209 : Happy birthday, dear Mummy…
For two days, Ava waited for the other shoe to drop.She had half-expected Alexander to appear at the club again—leaning against a doorway, issuing impossible demands, smirking as though the world were a chessboard built for his amusement.But he didn’t come.That evening, he didn’t return.The next day, he was absent as well.No messages. No sudden “VIP sessions.” No calculated ambushes.It unsettled her more than persistence would have.By dusk on the third day, she made her way to Marcello’s school as usual. The sky was brushed with lavender and gold, streetlamps flickering to life one by one. Parents clustered near the gates, their voices blending into a gentle hum of domestic routine.And then she saw him.Finn Huntley stood just beyond the iron gates, tall and composed, one hand lightly holding Marcello’s. His suit was immaculate as always, his expression courteous but unreadable.Marcello spotted her first. “Mummy!”Ava’s steps slowed.Finn inclined his head politely. “Good eve
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 208 : Damn, woman.
Ava remained in the bathroom far longer than necessary.The tap had long since stopped running. The mirror had already fogged and cleared twice. Yet she stood there, palms braced against the porcelain sink, staring at her own reflection.Her cheeks were faintly flushed. Not from exertion—she knew perfectly well what had caused that.Ridiculous.She straightened, splashed a little cool water onto her face, and inhaled deeply. By the time she opened the door, her expression was once again composed—calm, professional, untouchable.Alexander was still on the mat.Marcello was still on his back.The sight tugged at her chest again, but she suppressed it and crossed the room with brisk steps. Slinging the backpack over her shoulder, she bent down and lifted Marcello off Alexander’s back with practiced ease.“Mr. Vanderbilt,” she said politely, adjusting the strap of her bag, “do carry on with your practice. We shall be leaving now.”Marcello waved enthusiastically. “Bye, Uncle Vanderbilt!”
Billionaire’s Virgin Ex-Wife * 1st * Chapter 207 : Be careful not to fall.
With her hands clasped neatly behind her back, Ava lifted the corners of her lips into a professional, measured smile.“Mr. Vanderbilt,” she said coolly, “shall we begin?”One look at her expression was enough to tell Alexander exactly what she was plotting.Instead of responding verbally, he raised a hand and began unfastening the buttons of his suit jacket.Ava’s eyebrow twitched.Was he seriously planning to strip right in front of her?She folded her arms across her chest, unimpressed. “The changing room is behind you. To your right.”Alexander glanced in the indicated direction, then back at her, lips curving lazily. “I don’t mind.”“I do,” Ava replied flatly. “I’ve no interest in watching other people undress.”Unbothered, he slipped off his jacket and draped it over the back of the sofa with deliberate care. As he loosened his cuffs, he stepped closer, the faint scent of clean soap and something distinctly masculine following him.Hooking a finger around his tie, he tilted his
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