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My billionaire ex-husband wants me back 64. Opening the door
GIANNA~•~The first thing I registered was the beeping. Soft, steady, and annoying.Then the headache came. It was dull but insistent, like something was rattling behind my eyes. I tried to move but my limbs were heavy, almost like someone dropped something heavy over them.I tried to open my eyes but the harsh light had me closing them back immediately. Hospital. I was in a hospital, but why?At that question, the crash came back in flashes. Emily was apologizing, she was screaming, the blinding headlights, the screech of metal and… the message! Oh, God, the message. Isabella.I forced my eyes open immediately, sitting up and ignoring the pain in my hand as I looked around. The white walls and the IV drip made everything seem real. The bandage on my arm. The numbness. I wasn’t dreaming. This was reality.And then I saw him.Brandon was sitting on the chair beside my bed, his elbows were on his knees, and his hands were clasped as though he was deep in thought.The movement from me h
My billionaire ex-husband wants me back 63. Scan
BRANDON~•~I was driving through the city like a madman, checking alleyways, parks, anywhere a child could hide or be hidden.The police were still searching as well but it was still fruitless. I was so restless to the point that I had to contact the media to put Isabella’s picture out there in case anyone had seen her. I’d always kept them out of the media, but now, I didn’t care who saw her face, as long as it helped me find her.My phone rang and I answered it without checking, hoping for good news from anyone; the police, Ethan, anyone. “Hello?”“Brandon, it’s me.” I didn’t have many interactions with Emily but I could recognize her voice. Also, Gianna had gone with her on her little trip. “We– oh my God, we were in a crash.”I slammed the brakes so hard that I almost crashed into a parked car myself.“What?” My voice rose. “What do you mean by a crash? Where’s Gianna?”“We’re in the ambulance right now. She’s unconscious, Brandon.”The words hit me like a punch to the ribs. Isab
My billionaire ex-husband wants me back 62. Metal
GIANNA~•~The road blurred through the windshield and for some reason, the rain was getting heavier, making everything look unreal – like we were moving through a dream I desperately wanted to wake up from.But I was wide awake, more awake than I’d ever been.I sat in the passenger’s seat, stiff, my fingers clenched around my phone, hopelessly waiting for the call that would let me know it was all a prank.Emily glanced sideways at me, her hands gripping the wheel tightly. “You haven’t blinked in minutes. I’m starting to worry your eyeballs are going to fall out of your eyes.”I didn’t smile. I couldn’t.She sighed. “G, please. Say something, even if it’s to yell at me for not teleporting us back to LA.”I shook my head, staring blankly ahead. We were still an hour away from Los Angeles. I would’ve been home already if there were available flights. It wasn’t her fault and I knew that.“You’re in shock.” She said when I didn’t say anything. “It’s completely understandable, but you hav
My billionaire ex-husband wants me back 61. Searching
BRANDON~•~I’d failed Gianna and I hated myself badly for it.Flashing blue and red lights lit up the street. Officers moved in and out of my house, their radios cracking with updates I couldn’t make sense of. My chest burned like I’d swallowed fire but my palms were as cold as ice.One minute, Isabella was out playing with Charlotte and Oliver. The next minute, she was gone. Oliver had followed me into the kitchen to get some juice for all of them while Charlotte said she and Isabella had been playing hide and seek, so she didn’t know where she went. It was crazy. They were in my backyard. How could anyone get to them there?I paced the room, running my hand through my hair for the umpteenth time. The house was too quiet even with all the movement around. Oliver was upstairs with Charlotte, so I couldn’t even leave to find their sister myself. They were distraught when we couldn’t find their sister and I had to lie to them that Isabella would be back soon before they agreed to go up
My billionaire ex-husband wants me back 60. Missing
GIANNA~•~“So,” Emily started, emptying the last of her iced tea. “Are you going to keep pretending that you’re here for business or are we finally going to be honest?”I tried to avoid her gaze. “I am working, Em. Jack and I have a project to finish before I leave.” I purposely left out the fact that we started a new project a week ago just because I didn’t want to leave yet.“Mmhmm. And how many times has he scheduled a dinner meeting that conveniently turned out to be a date for two?”“That’s not my fault!” I argued. “Yes, but staying here for longer than planned? That’s a you problem.”I sucked on my teeth, not knowing how to refute that. I had told Brandon I’d be gone for one or two weeks but it was week four and I was still in San Diego. I was getting used to living in the city again. The only reason I couldn’t properly settle down was because the twins called me every night, reminding me of everything I was trying to ignore; including their father.He was taking care of them
My billionaire ex-husband wants me back 59. Still
GIANNA~•~The scent of roasted bread and coffee hit me before the bell above the door did. The sound brought Jack’s attention to me and he looked up from the table he was sitting at, waving at me.“You’re early.” He said, standing up to greet me with an easy grin in place. He was earlier than I was but there was no reason for me to point that out. I wasn’t certain why he was inviting me out the next day after my arrival when Emily and I already had lunch with him the previous day but I didn’t question it. Jack and I were close enough for random invites.“You look tired,” he stated.I chuckled, not even having it in me to be offended. “I am tired.”He arched an eyebrow like he wanted to ask more but thought better of it. “I ordered your tea already. Figured you’d want something warm.”“No one knows me better than you do, Jack,” I said in a joking manner even if I meant it. He knew what to do and when to do it. He was the best part about San Diego. He was a support system and I apprec
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