The Billionaire and His Love For Me

The sound of rolling luggage, the smell of warm and fresh air, the red suit I was wearing, paired with black stilettos and sunglasses, and the sleeping baby I'm carrying.I'm here again... But this time, with my son. He's a 5-year-old boy that has white plump cheeks and a handsome face, he reminds me of winter: he's usually silent and is sleeping most of the time so taking care of him was such an easy task, especially for a single mom like me.My friends call me Sulli Tomoya and before I left this country, I pass the bar but I lost the love of my life... ~It was raining hard that night, my boyfriend and I were meeting at a fancy restaurant. I was late for a few hours because of the heavy rain and the traffic, and of course, my family wouldn't stop mingling with me because I had just passed the bar that day. We were all happy and were celebrating. I was elated when I came to the restaurant and was led by the waiter to where he was. It was also the day I'm telling him a surprise,

"I can?" "Yes, why not?" I imitated his cheery smile.I can't help but show him how much I'm happy because of what he told me. The vice president shook my hand and excuse himself. I roam my eyes on the empty classroom. I am a full-time teacher now to a high school student, I passed the interview and met all the requirements, and because an English teacher resigned from this school last week ago, they had a vacant slot; they accepted me immediately. Not to mention I have a four-year teaching experience overseas, I'd like to think I became full-time because of my experience.The vice president of this school informed me that I can still enroll my child in their kindergarten program. I didn't ask any further questions for fear that he might change his mind. It was late in the afternoon, I'd done my teaching duties and went to the faculty room, my table was in the far corner and I would pass a male teacher taking his burger in one big bite, a female that looks like a terror one and ha

I'm such a mess. Why did I forget the part that I wanted to say the most to him? My parents know I am working overseas as a lawyer they don't know Levi existed or Trevor Clark, and I broke up five years ago. Only my eldest sister in New Zealand knew what happened. Because of his wrong timing in breaking up with me, I couldn’t have the heart to spoil their happiness, so to continue my lie, I've been working day and night just to give them support and for them not to realize I'm not an attorney. In our province, it's a culture to help your parents after you graduate, to spoil them with lavish things, and return their love when they raised you. I'd like to say that we're now in the middle class, all three of their children had already graduated, and we aim to support our parents until we can't anymore, it's a debt of gratitude— the one that he doesn't understand. Not only that, I have to fake my smile and work with society— that's the hardest for an introvert like me, especially when

"Why the hell did you do that?!" I exclaimed, frantically putting down my things on the table. My frown not leaving my face, Trevor looked at me with a sullen look. "I'm sorry, it's my fault." I sat on the couch. If I knew he was just faking his reaction so I would once again have mercy and accept his sorry. My face flushed with red, and I clenched my fist. "Trevor, you idiot, I'm not married to you!" Back in the day, when we were so much in love, we fill in a marriage contract, but we never give it to a civil registrar, that's also the time I give myself to him knowing that he's sure about building a future with me. But this jerk hid so well in sheep's clothing, he left me alone after using me, now I have Levi and was stressed forever. "Sulli, I think that you forgot you have to work." In the marriage certificate that we fill in, we have two witnesses signed–Lucia and her soon-to-be husband, we have prepared all the requirements and was hidden in a brown envelope, I thought I

"Let's have coffee some time, and please moved to the apartment I reserved for you. All of my teachers are living there, I don't want someone to be left behind."... And so I needed to pack our things again and move to the high-end apartment Tripp said. "Oh, Sulli! Hi boy!" Candice welcomed us in front. It was an apartment complex, and I saw familiar faces once the taxi dropped us.Candice helped us get our bags and into my assigned apartment. We need to get on the elevator, and alike doors and bricked walls welcomed us, only the numbers on the side and the electric doorbell differs. "Your apartment is 707." Candice dropped off the bag in front of apartment 707 and said she needed to go now because her boyfriend was waiting at the mall for her. I thanked her, and she went off, Levi waved goodbye at her, and I punched the password on the door before it opened. "Wow, this is much bigger than the previous apartment, mom! I like it here!" True to Levi's words, the apartment has alread