Ella? Nervous? that's so off. It doesn't fit one bit. 😂
Morgana's POV The following days were nothing to write home about, too. There was nothing going on in the house except for the fact that Noah was going to school daily, which he was happy about, and I was going to work. Xavier was going to work too. He didn't speak to me. Well, except for the curt greetings every morning, he does not speak a word to me. It felt as though I was not in his surroundings at all. He was flat out ignoring me. And it hurts. It hurts so bad that I regret what I did every single day. There was no amount of me trying to start up a conversation that helped. After a while, I stopped. When I discovered that he wasn't going to talk to me except for his one word answers. And it felt to me as if I was dying inside. We still slept in the same room. And I feel like the reason for that was because he did not want Noah to notice a thing; he was already a tad bit worried to suspect another rift between us. But Xavier always came into the room late, though. When he
Xavier's POV “This isn't what I asked you for. Are you dumb by any chance? What the fuck is your problem? All of you? Do I pay you to give me substandard work?” I slammed my hands on the conference table, and the people sitting jumped. They should. Because, I was obviously in a shitty mood. I don't want to deal with people who don't know what they are doing with what is happening right now. “I need a revamp of that. And the best one at that. If I don't get it by your next presentation, every single person on your team is fired.” I said to the team leader, whose eyes widened with fear. I could see the way they were all shaking. If I had an ounce of regret, I might have gone down on them a bit. Or maybe even apologized on a good day. But there was nothing good about the day. So they might as well deal with my bad moods. “Okay, Mr…Mr Hills. We will get you something better.” He stammered out, and I waved them off. “Get me the best, or you're all toast. Get the fuck out.” Th
Hello, dear readers. Thank you so much for your support and the comments so far. ✨ It really warms my heart to know someone is unlocking and reading these chapters. Thank you so much, Hun. 💓 I really really really do appreciate it all 🥹🩷 As you can see, this book here is my third ongoing book, and I have two completed books and two other ongoing books. Can you please check them out and add any of your choice to your library for reading while waiting for this book update? I would most especially love it if you can add *Accidental Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire* to your library. It really need some support and reads. I am very sure you'd love it, so please, do let me know if you're going to do fulfill my little request so I can give out a free advance reading of Morgana and Xavier story TODAY! Thank you so much and keep looking out for update! *Accidental Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire* Blurb: Eloise Laurent thought she had it all—a loving husband, a beautif
Morgana's POV “What do you think you're trying to do, Xavier?” I asked immediately as I entered his home office. Throwing my bag on his couch. He was obviously busy, but I did not care. He raised his head up from what he was doing, his glasses perched on his nose like the fine man he is. I shook my head to remove those thoughts. He looked so nonchalant, you'd think that he was only my boss and not my husband. “To what do I owe your royal presence?” He said sarcastically in a bored tone. I wanted to slap that bored expression off his face. “Don't pretend that you don't know why I'm here right now, Xavier,” I said, fuming and boiling inside of me. “As much as you think I know the reason you're here, I have no idea, babe.” He said, leaning back on his chair. His calling me almost dissuaded me a bit, but I got myself back in control. “Don't call me that. And stop acting so nonchalant.” I said, and I regretted it almost immediately. “Are you bothered? I feel like you would not have
Chasing My Run Away Wife After Regret Written By Okwuma Esther (Esther~Writes) Reyna's POV. With all the strength left in me, I dragged the last bag of groceries I bought from the supermarket a few miles away into the house. My hands and neck ached badly as I carried them into the kitchen all by myself because neither the bodyguards nor Alex were around to help me out. Even if Alex was home, I doubt if he would offer a helping hand in lifting the heavy provisions and groceries Into the house. Just the thought of him made my mood turn sour because how can I explain to people that I have no idea when my man would be returning home. ‘it's always been like that anyways,’ I thought, followed by a sigh. He'd leave for days, weeks, sometimes even a month without informing me and whenever I tried asking where he had been for so long, he always gave me the same generic response. "It's none of your business, Reyna. Stop poking your nose into my matters ; your priority should
Reyna's POV.Alex didn't wait a second longer as he pulled me off the bed by my arm and threw me to the ground like I weighed nothing.“Get away from her, you worthless bitch,” Alex cursed. The impact he used to grab my arm and threw me off the bed was heavy which made me hurt my waist as I fell hard on the floor.I shut my eyes, wincing tightly but the pain on my waist was nothing compared to the hurt I felt in my chest.Now that I thought of how our relationship had been in the last months, I was very sure about the reason why Alex always left home without saying a word to me and also spoke to me harshly whenever he was around. It's because he had lost interest in me and was now courting another woman. He had always been sleeping with the bitch that I had considered my best friend all these while! I felt utterly devastated, my heart broken and shattered into irreparable pieces. I was so tired of Alex treating me like I was worthless. As if my only role was to be a housewife, con
Reyna's POV."Make that four extra shots. Bills on me," I heard a deep voice state calmly behind me.Surprised, I shifted my gaze to the owner voice and saw a tall figure settling on the stool next to me. He flashed a quick breathtaking smile at me, revealing the silver braces he had on his shiny white teeth.His sharp manly features was complimented with thick brows, dark orbs that sparkled under the multi-colored clubroom as his lips formed a thin line, few wild strands of his silky curly hair ran down his face, making him look like a seductive warlord.I tore my gaze away, my eyes still lifeless as the bartender slid another shot across the counter and I didn't wait a second to down them one after the other.My vision turned blurry, and my head spun due to the side effect of the vodka I drank to numb the feeling of heartache In my chest, but it doesn't seem like it was working cause the intimate scene between Alexander and Chloe kept playing fresh in my memory.‘Cant i just forget
Alexander Cage's POV.Three Years Later. My fingers unconsciously clenched into fists as I listened to my uncle's demanding tone on the other end of the line, and I could not stay silent any longer."You can't force me into signing over my company, Uncle Donald. The clause clearly states that I can only transfer ownership if Reyna and I are divorced. But we are still married," I explained, my voice rising in frustration. "We are not divorced. Reyna just disappeared without a word!" I added, struggling to keep my anger in check.Uncle Donald had been on my nerves for the past three years, threatening legal action if I didn’t comply. It had been three years since I'd last heard from Reyna, and I repeatedly tried to explain that I had no idea where she was or how she was doing. I asked for more time to find her, but Uncle Donald refused to budge."It's been three years, Alexander Cage. Three fucking whole years and you are yet to find your wife. I gave you enough time to bring her bac
Morgana's POV “What do you think you're trying to do, Xavier?” I asked immediately as I entered his home office. Throwing my bag on his couch. He was obviously busy, but I did not care. He raised his head up from what he was doing, his glasses perched on his nose like the fine man he is. I shook my head to remove those thoughts. He looked so nonchalant, you'd think that he was only my boss and not my husband. “To what do I owe your royal presence?” He said sarcastically in a bored tone. I wanted to slap that bored expression off his face. “Don't pretend that you don't know why I'm here right now, Xavier,” I said, fuming and boiling inside of me. “As much as you think I know the reason you're here, I have no idea, babe.” He said, leaning back on his chair. His calling me almost dissuaded me a bit, but I got myself back in control. “Don't call me that. And stop acting so nonchalant.” I said, and I regretted it almost immediately. “Are you bothered? I feel like you would not have
Hello, dear readers. Thank you so much for your support and the comments so far. ✨ It really warms my heart to know someone is unlocking and reading these chapters. Thank you so much, Hun. 💓 I really really really do appreciate it all 🥹🩷 As you can see, this book here is my third ongoing book, and I have two completed books and two other ongoing books. Can you please check them out and add any of your choice to your library for reading while waiting for this book update? I would most especially love it if you can add *Accidental Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire* to your library. It really need some support and reads. I am very sure you'd love it, so please, do let me know if you're going to do fulfill my little request so I can give out a free advance reading of Morgana and Xavier story TODAY! Thank you so much and keep looking out for update! *Accidental Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire* Blurb: Eloise Laurent thought she had it all—a loving husband, a beautif
Xavier's POV “This isn't what I asked you for. Are you dumb by any chance? What the fuck is your problem? All of you? Do I pay you to give me substandard work?” I slammed my hands on the conference table, and the people sitting jumped. They should. Because, I was obviously in a shitty mood. I don't want to deal with people who don't know what they are doing with what is happening right now. “I need a revamp of that. And the best one at that. If I don't get it by your next presentation, every single person on your team is fired.” I said to the team leader, whose eyes widened with fear. I could see the way they were all shaking. If I had an ounce of regret, I might have gone down on them a bit. Or maybe even apologized on a good day. But there was nothing good about the day. So they might as well deal with my bad moods. “Okay, Mr…Mr Hills. We will get you something better.” He stammered out, and I waved them off. “Get me the best, or you're all toast. Get the fuck out.” Th
Morgana's POV The following days were nothing to write home about, too. There was nothing going on in the house except for the fact that Noah was going to school daily, which he was happy about, and I was going to work. Xavier was going to work too. He didn't speak to me. Well, except for the curt greetings every morning, he does not speak a word to me. It felt as though I was not in his surroundings at all. He was flat out ignoring me. And it hurts. It hurts so bad that I regret what I did every single day. There was no amount of me trying to start up a conversation that helped. After a while, I stopped. When I discovered that he wasn't going to talk to me except for his one word answers. And it felt to me as if I was dying inside. We still slept in the same room. And I feel like the reason for that was because he did not want Noah to notice a thing; he was already a tad bit worried to suspect another rift between us. But Xavier always came into the room late, though. When he
Morgana POV Helium was by only membership bar. I don't have one but I'm very sure that my husband has one. I was not planning on pulling that card. So I waited for a while in the car and called Ella to say I was outside. I knew she would have told the bouncers I was coming. She told me to walk up to them and I did. “I'm here to see Ella Beaumont,” I said, and they immediately let me in after greeting me. I nodded and stepped inside. The place screamed wealth and class. No wonder it was a membership-only bar. There were people around and everyone seemed to mind their business. They were dressed in tux suits and serious dresses. The place almost looked like a party would ensue soon. “Morgana.” I heard my name being called. And I saw Ella, sitting at the bar and having a conversation with another lady. I really hoped to God that we were not having a conversation with that lady present. From here, she looked like she stomped over people with her shoe. I smiled and waved a little at
Morgana's POV I was about to walk past him when he grabbed my arm and pulled me back to face him. “Whatever is going through your head right now is wrong, Morgana.” He sounded hurt. But I won't allow myself to fall for his lies again. It's happened over and over again. I think I'm the stupid one here who can't even understand something as simple as the fact that I cannot have happiness in my life. “You kissed her in that picture, Xavier. And I don't even know what else you guys did. Have you been seeing her behind my back?” I asked him all the hurt I'm feeling seeping into my voice. I suddenly felt tired. I felt as if I could not deal with whatever is happening right now anymore. “See, I just want to leave. Mm? I want to go. And I'm taking my son with me.” I said with a tone of finality. “You're not going anywhere, damn it. You listen to me right now.” He said in an angry tone. I don't know why, but my blood started boiling too. He had no right at all to be angry right now. No
Xavier's POVMy day was going perfectly fine until I heard that my wife didn't eat in the office cafeteria or order take out like she usually does. This was the first time she would step out of the office to eat during her lunch break. Which was already surprising on its own. The next surprise that came on to me was when I went back to her office and she was nowhere to be seen. I don't know how it happened. But there and then, there was a bad feeling slickering through my veins. I don't know why that happened, but I just felt like something bad happened. It was rare for my gut feelings not to be right. I hoped to God that it was just a fleeting feeling. Sasha said she was going to stay outside for a while to work instead of coming back to the office. That should have alleviated the whole paranoia I was feeling but it didn't. It just made me level headed enough to continue with the meetings I had. Even if I had lost it on them a couple of times. And they know now not to get in my wa
Morgana's POV It was as if the carpet of my whole world was pulled from under me. I can't wrap my head around what I'm seeing right now. I could make out what was happening right now and even a blind man would have seen this. I mean, it was blurry, but I know my husband's physique anywhere, anytime. I should have looked away from the photo, but I couldn't. It was as if I wanted to torture myself, so I continued. What made me think that I could have ever been happy? I snickered internally. There was this nagging feeling deep within me that this would also come to an end. I just didn't expect the end to come in this fast to a screeching halt, in front of me. I was always used to being the second choice. I've had to deal with this my whole life. I think I've had it as a second skin of myself. But he came and made me feel like there was no one else but me, only to be just like them. My brother used to tell me then that no one would ever want me. That I was just a replacement and I ha
Morgana's POV Getting back home is quite euphoric. But, I wish I was still back in Italy. I moved every time I spent there. Except for the part where I had to confess my sins to Xavier. Thinking back to it, I cringed at the thoughts. I can't seem to wrap my head around that part of our whole journey. And what was shocking to me was how he took it. I was expecting him to be mad about the fact that I hid something like that away from him, he wasn't. He was at first, I guess. But he was understanding about how he got me. And then, there was the part where Simon suddenly was not texting me anymore. It came as a little bit of a kind of shock that it was after I had spoken to him about it that he suddenly stopped texting. But then, I was cool with the fact that he wasn't blowing up my phone anymore. It was a Monday morning and I was planning on leaving for work in the next couple of minutes. Noah already went to school. And yes, we enrolled him in a school that had maximum security tha