Ex-husband Regrets: I married a Billionaire Single-Dad

-AVERY-I SAT WITH my hands nestled in my laps, and my eyes flickering nervously at the ticking clock hanging above my head on the wall as I waited."Congratulations, Mrs Vale," a voice roused me from my reverie.I looked up at the chubby, smiling face of one of my guests."Thank you, Charles," I said, nodding gratefully."When are you going to cut the cake?" He asked. "Or are you still waiting for Dante?"I nodded again. "He will be here any second now," I said in a voice that I hoped was stronger than I felt.Charles had an unbelieving look on his face, but he nodded and walked away. I looked around the room at the guests, wealthy people who had come to join me in celebrating my 3rd wedding anniversary.I have been married to Dante Vale, the millionaire conglomerate, for 3 years. 3 long, hard years of barely any emotional support while I gave him my all. I had literally put my life on pause to help him build and be the perfect trophy wife.I took out my phone and looked at the messa

-AVERY-"ARE YOU STILL sleeping?" My best friend, Emily, asked, coming into the room."Not anymore," I muttered as I sat up and rubbed my face."Avery, you can't keep on going like this," Emily said, sitting on the bed. "You have to get your life back. Have you forgotten who you are?"I answered the question in my heart. I have really forgotten who I am. All I remember is how to break the dutiful wife of billionaire Dante Vale; without him, I don't know who I am. I picked up my phone and saw that I had an unread email. I opened it and saw that it was a letter from Dante's law firm. I have been ordered to show up at the firm in a few hours, or there will be penalties."What is it?" Emily asked. She must have noticed the change in my facial expression."It's nothing," I muttered, putting the phone aside. She picked it up and glanced at the email. "That bastard," she scowled. "It is not his fault; you indulged him too much. You made him feel more important than he is, and see how he tre

-ADRIANO-"THE CONTRACT HAS been signed," The faint voice said. "Mr Mancini?"Adriano snapped back to the present. He had been drifting away and losing concentration for the past few weeks, ever since Iris started behaving strangely.He gave a small nod to his secretary to dismiss her. He picked up the file and skimmed through it. It was an agreement that further increased his wealth. He sighed and leaned back into the chair, then he remembered that he had to pick Iris up from school early that day. They were on the hunt for a therapist who could diagnose what was wrong with her.Adriano Mancini was at the top of the food chain. A wealthy billionaire and respected man in the whole country. He was a shark to outsiders, but a lamb to his daughter. She was his whole world. He turned on his laptop and went to the list of recommendations.From experience, Adriano automatically cancelled out any male therapist. A voice at the back of his head told him that he might be canceling the person w

-AVERY-"DID YOU SAY Mancini?" I asked, not wanting to believe what I just heard."The one and only, ma'am," The burly man said. "He hired my whole company and told us exactly what to do. We have been waiting here for the past half hour." I looked past the man to the huge truck. "What is in there?" I asked."Come and see," the man said. "I am Jones, by the way." Jones unlocked the back of the truck and swung the door open. "It's like a whole office in here. He bought everything, from air conditioners to new comfortable sofas... even some art pieces to hang on the wall."I was too stunned to speak. The audacity of the man. "Take it back. Everything.""W-What?" Jones stuttered."I said, I do not accept this." I looked at the truck. "I am not accepting any of these into my office.""But he has already paid," Jones pressed. "He paid in full.""Well, he has the money to waste, doesn't he?" I snapped and turned around."What are we going to do?" Jones called to me as I got into my car."I

"IT HAS BEEN three years, Laura," Dante yelled. "Three good years, and you are not pregnant. I want to have a family...""We have been trying, Dante, " Laura said. "It is not my fault that we have not conceived.""Maybe we should see a doctor," Dante sighed. "Something must be wrong somewhere. We should have had a baby already." "There is nothing wrong with me," Laura muttered and stalked out of the room.Dante buried his face in his hands. Was there something wrong with him? Was he impotent?Or was Laura hiding something from him?"Are you not going to work?" Laura asked from outside.Dante sighed and got out of bed. These days, it felt like Laura wanted to spend as little time with him as possible. Even their sex was boring and bland. It had become a tedious event for Dante. He went to the bathroom to prepare for work, but he suddenly felt a strong migraine.He went to the medicine cabinet to get some painkillers when he saw some strange pills. Frowning, he read out the names and s