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76. The Despicable Marcus
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The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back 77. As It Was A Normal Day
Ella’s Point of ViewThe morning air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of cotton candy and popcorn as we stepped into the amusement park, Lily’s small hand clutching mine, her eyes wide with excitement. The Chicago skyline loomed in the distance, but here, under the bright banners and whirling rides, her laughter felt like a shield against the weight of Marcus’s presence. He walked a few steps ahead, his posture stiff, his green eyes shadowed with frustration, his rumpled jacket a stark contrast to Shawn’s calm, polished demeanor beside me. Marcus had hated the idea of only getting a day with Lily if Shawn and I came along, his jaw tightening when we’d met him at the mansion’s gate, his voice a low growl as he’d muttered, “This is bullshit.” But he’d had no choice—Shawn’s security team, their black SUVs trailing us like silent sentinels, ensured that. I’d seen the flash of anger in his eyes, but he’d bitten it back, his gaze softening when Lily ran to him, her blonde curls bouncin
The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back 76. The Despicable Marcus
Ella’s Point of ViewThe morning sun filtered through the heavy curtains of Shawn’s mansion, casting soft golden stripes across the plush bed where I lay, my body still heavy with the exhaustion of the previous night. Lily’s laughter from the movie, Shawn’s warm embrace, the fragile peace we’d carved out—it all felt like a dream, one I was desperate to hold onto. But the shrill ring of my phone shattered that quiet, jerking me awake, my heart lurching as I fumbled for it on the nightstand. The screen glowed with Marcus’s name, and my stomach twisted, a cold dread settling in my chest. I answered, my voice thick with sleep, my fingers gripping the phone tightly. “What do you want, Marcus? Why are you calling so early?” I said, my tone sharp, my body tensing under the silk sheets.His voice came through, low and insistent, laced with that smug confidence that made my skin crawl. “Ella, I want to spend the day with Lily. I've been thinking about this since our last meeting. It's time f
The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back 75. A Normal Life
Ella’s Point of ViewThe heavy door of Shawn’s mansion closed with a click. The noise of the street vanished instantly. Lily slept heavily in my arms, her warm face pressed against my neck. Shawn took off my coat while I held her.“Finally,” he said, letting out a sigh. “This night was way too long. Want to put Lily on the couch while I grab a blanket?”“I really need to sit,” I agreed, following him to the massive living room. I laid Lily on the leather couch. She turned on her side, clutching a cushion.Shawn returned with a fluffy blanket. “Tucked in the princess. And for you? Water? Wine?”“Water, please. My head’s pounding after all that.”He went to the kitchen and came back with two glasses. “Here. And forget that guy. He’s not worth a minute of our time.”“It’s just when he talked about Lily…” I started, but Shawn shook his head.“Shhh,” he put a finger to his lips. “Don’t even name him. Tonight, we’re only talking about good things. Deal?” He sat beside me, draping an arm ove
The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back 74. A Better Man
Marcus’s Point of ViewI slumped back into my chair, the restaurant’s polished ambiance a bitter contrast to the storm raging inside me. Ella had walked out, her long black hair swaying as she carried Lily in her arms, Shawn trailing behind like some fucking knight in shining armor. The image burned, a knife twisting in my gut, their little trio disappearing through the glass doors, leaving me with nothing but the echo of Ella’s words on the balcony—her cold, cutting demand that I change, that I become a man worthy of my daughter. My daughter. Lily’s green eyes, so much like mine, haunted me, her small voice calling me a bad man still ringing in my ears. I waved at the waiter, my hand unsteady, my voice rough. “Fill my glass,” I said, gesturing to the wine. He poured, the red liquid glinting under the chandelier, and I downed it in one gulp, the burn doing nothing to dull the ache in my chest.I looked across the table at my parents, their faces a mirror of everything I hated about
The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back 73. Trust
Shawn’s Point of ViewI leaned back in my chair, my eyes fixed on the balcony where Ella stood, her shoulders rigid, her hands clenched as she faced Marcus, her voice too low to carry through the glass doors. The Chicago restaurant buzzed around us—clinking silverware, soft jazz, the hum of lunchtime chatter—but my focus was on her, the tension in her posture cutting through me like a blade. Her long black hair swayed slightly in the breeze, her face set in that fierce determination I’d come to love, but I could see the strain, the way her body braced against whatever venom Marcus was spewing. My jaw tightened, my hands itching to pull her away from him, to shield her from the man who’d hunted her, shot her, and now dared to threaten her daughter—our daughter, in every way that mattered. I forced myself to stay seated, my blue eyes locked on her, worry gnawing at my chest.At the table, the air was thick with unease. Lily sat beside me, her blonde curls bouncing as she scooped choc
The Billionaire's Ex-wife Never Looks Back 72. Between The Devil And The Deep Sea
Ella’s Point of ViewMy heart pounded like a drum in my chest, Marcus’s words ringing in my ears like a gunshot, his cold, smug threat to take Lily if I pursued the divorce slicing through me like a knife. The restaurant’s chatter—clinking glasses, soft laughter—faded to a dull hum, my vision narrowing to his face, his green eyes glinting with a cruel certainty that made my blood boil. I laughed, a sharp, bitter sound, my hands trembling as I clutched Lily’s small hand, her blonde curls brushing my arm, her green eyes wide with fear. Marcus sat across from us, his smirk unwavering, his rumpled clothes and unshaven jaw a stark contrast to the polished setting. Shawn’s hand rested on my shoulder, his touch a steady anchor, but my chest heaved, fury and disbelief warring inside me. “You’re out of your mind, Marcus,” I said, my voice low, shaking with rage. “You think you can threaten me into staying with you? You’ll never take her.”Joshua cleared his throat, his gray eyes weary, his v
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