Ex-husband's Regrets; Marry A Top Billionaire After Divorce

“Liam? Liam?” Julia cried out as she stared at her son's unconscious body on the ground.With a sense of urgency coursing through her veins, she stormed to her feet and rushed towards the highway, carrying him in her arms. She swiftly stopped a taxi and, climbing into it with tears in her eyes, she gave the driver directions.“Take us to the hospital!” she declared.With a swift nod, the driver ignited the engine and zoomed off, heading to the hospital faster than anyone could ever imagine.The second they arrived, Julia didn't hesitate to pay him for his services. Carrying her son out of the taxi, she rushed into the hospital.“Someone help! Please help my son, I don't know what is wrong with him… please!” she cried bitterly. First, it was a divorce, then the revelation that she had slept with someone else before her wedding, and now her son's sudden sudden collapse.At the sight of Julia and Liam, the nurses brought out a stretcher and conveyed him immediately to the emergency unit.

“What? Married him for money? We both know that isn't true, Amelia!” Julia snapped at her as she tightened her fist. She couldn't believe that Amelia would make up such filthy stories just to bring her down.“If I am lying, then tell me why you had another man between your legs right before your wedding day, Julia?” Amelia uttered disgustingly, shocking Julia suddenly.“I don't have time for this, Amelia. So if you both don't mind, I'd like you to leave my way!” Julia commanded and was about to walk out of the shop, but Amelia grabbed her hand and pulled her back to her former spot.“Oh, you can't run yet, Julia. Not when you haven't admitted that you are nothing but a slut who birthed a bastard!” Amelia declared through gritted teeth.With deliberate, menacing steps, Amelia closed the distance between herself and Julia. Her presence felt suffocating, increased by the malicious glint in her eyes as she leaned in close, her voice a venomous whisper in Julia's ear."You know, you could

"Bollocks!" Julia muttered under her breath, her gaze dropping to the damp, dishevelled clothes she was wearing. The realisation hit her hard—they hadn’t taken any clothes when they left Logan Steele’s house. They had nothing but the clothes on their backs, and that wouldn’t be enough, especially for Liam.The thought of going back to Logan’s house, her ex-husband’s house, was unbearable, but she knew she had no choice. Liam needed proper clothing, and she would do whatever it took to provide for him.With a heavy sigh, Julia flagged down another cab and climbed in, her mind racing with dread at the thought of returning to the place she had once called home. The ride felt endless, her anxiety building with each passing minute. When the cab finally pulled up in front of Logan’s house, Julia’s heart sank. She paid the driver and stepped out, the weight of what she had to do pressing down on her shoulders.As she approached the front door, she tried to steady her breathing, to convince

Caspian stood before the full-length mirror in his opulent bedroom, meticulously adjusting his tie. He focused intently, ensuring each knot was perfectly aligned.The tie was a deep shade of navy, contrasting sharply with his light green designer suit; a colour chosen to both impress and convey his refined taste.He checked his reflection, smoothing down the lapels of his suit and ensuring that every detail, from the precision of his cufflinks to the sharpness of his dress shoes, was impeccable.As he adjusted his collar, a self-assured smile slowly formed on his lips. The anticipation of meeting with the company’s investors was mixed with a personal excitement; he knew Julia would be there as well.The thought of seeing her, and the opportunity to make an impression, filled him with a sense of purpose and eagerness.Satisfied with his appearance, Caspian straightened his suit one last time. He turned towards the door, ready to make his way out.Just then, the door swung open with a s

“Crisis? What do you mean by crisis? She was pretty okay the last time I saw her,” Caspian stated, his brows creasing as he plunged his hands into his pockets, seeking a more detailed explanation for Sandra's words.She paused, biting her lower lip as she wasn't sure if what she was about to do was right. She didn't want to cause more harm than good. She didn't want to put Julia in trouble, so she was hesitant.Sandra felt the need to protect Julia.“I asked you a question, Sandra. What crisis?” Caspian pressed, walking closer to her. He knew she had been divorced by Logan Steele, his rival, but he didn't know there was more to what Julia was going through.Her fists clenched as she summoned up the courage to speak to Caspian, trying her best to avoid making eye contact with him. “She's at the hospital with her son…”“Her son?” Caspian asked for more details.“Well, the thing is, Julia just divorced Logan Steele, and her son happens to be someone else's. Julia isn't aware of who it wa