Taming My Glamorous Ex-Wife

The sun was at its peak, yet Lissie stood outside her husband’s dim lit office, sweating from her forehead down to her neck. The door was slightly opened. Lissie held onto her belly tight, nibbling her lower lip whilst listening to two people talking inside. Dr. Lando Hemsworth is inside having a tense conversation with her husband Colton Vistagra. “Why has her situation gotten worse out of the blue, Doctor?” Worry lies in his eyes. “How many more blood transfusions does she need?” The doctor shook his head before sighing heavily. “It's a blood transfusion needed, Mr. Vistagra. A bone marrow implant is the only way,” he paused momentarily. “But the tricky part here is, you might lose the baby. If the baby survives, it might face several handicaps throughout the pregnancy. Keep in mind that Missus Vistagra's life will also be in great danger.” Lissie saw how Colton's eyes were piercing thoroughly. His cold, regal stares were penetrating her heart. Colton was fidgeting his fingers un

Three years later… “Ready?” The man beside Lissie inquired the moment the car ceased in front of a huge red carpet. Lissie took a deep breath, holding her chest before smiling. “Ready.” She replied with a laced smile. Northfolk City was holding an international exposition solely for fashion designers. It is an opulent event, holding top wedding gown designs, featuring selective fashion designers all over the world. Lissie Jones— or known as Bellissima Victoryn stepped out onto the red carpet. Countless flash came across her face. She stole the spotlight, wearing her confidence whilst her hand was on the man's arm. Countless photographers had her. She was wearing a gold mermaid tail style gown, along with her bullet earrings that cost million dollars she had bought from a well-known jewelry shop. Bellissima Victoryn became a global sensation when a couple of her designs became hot in the market. She was entitled as the “Designer of the Year”, and won an award. However, never did

The exposition ended when his clerical assistant found him, and the two just left, leaving Colton alone, speechless. “I've been looking for you, Mr. Vistagra,” Homer Saltouen affirmed when he saw his boss stone-still. “The car is ready. We're set to leave.” Over the last three years, only a few knew what life Colton had and that includes his secretary, Homer. Since the accident occured three years ago at 31st Fort Liberty Bridge, Colton became more distanced and closed off. None of his family can closely talk to him past five minutes. “I need you to investigate something for me,” Colton affirmed coldly. “Take me all the information throughout the three years Lissie disappeared.” He demanded with a stern undertone. “Copy, sir.” The name Bellissima Victoryn doesn't ring a bell. The brilliant fashion and clothing brand had sent ripples to the fashion industry. Each fashion of a person increased, from timid to fierce, from neat to slay outfits. All because of Lissie's hit designs, a

The dead air inside circulates around the car. Lissie's breathing hitched as Colton's nasty stares remained on her. In response, Colton lit up a cigarette inside his car, deliberately irritating Lissie's nose. “Are you happy now that you've annoyed the sh*t out of me?” Lissie asserted in an annoyed voice. Frustrated, Lissie pushed the driver seat a little using her right foot whilst fixing the button on her top. A sly smirk appeared in Colton's face. He seemed proud of himself. He opened the window a little and threw the cigarette away. “Give me all the relevant information you have for Louis. Make sure to delete all the copies otherwise—” She was cut off shut when Colton leaned a little closer near her. “Otherwise what?” Lissie was stunned momentarily. Seconds later, Lissie pushed Colton's shoulders off him with an annoyed look. She boldly took out a tooth pick she accidentally saw inside her purse. A playful smile crept on Colton's face, teasing Lissie with a menacing look. “

Louis dwells on accompanying Lissie. His mind is not at peace given what happened earlier in the morning. Louis didn't want him out of his sight, it makes him anxious each time he’s thinking of her. A small chuckle comes out her lips. Lissie reassured him, “Relax, Louis. I'm fine, okay? No goons will randomly show up to ruin my day again.” “You're not sure, Lissie. You can't just disregard this thing. Being with Colton Vistagra isn't safe.” He said with his warmth voice with a little touch of warning. “How about I'll handle your grandma's death? Just go back and—” Lissie didn't let Louis finish. “This is my own affair, Louis. I appreciate your help but I suggest you focus on yours and I'll do the same thing.” Lissie affirmed, showing him her huge smile. A tense situation inclined the two. He clearly doesn't understand the bond Lissie shared with her grandma. Loraine Jones loved Lissie all her life. She was the one who raised her, and taught her many things in life. All the wisd