The Return Of The Discarded Billionaire Ex-Wife

Clara's pov "Clara, if we divorce I promise that you will never see Luke again!" A cold smile ran from ear to the other, curling my scarlet lips, "Who says I'm fighting for custody anyways? I'm kicking both you and your son out of my life." He was dumbfounded, I took full advantage and yanked my hand out of his grip. Not another word was uttered between us as I stalked over to the front door. Without wasting time I fished out my phone and booked an immediate appointment with my attorney. We met at her firm, she pushed up her thickly framed glasses when I said I wanted a divorce. "I don't mean to pry, but are you sure about this, Mrs Winston?" I chewed on my bottom lip, the doubt clouding her features made sense. For almost decade I had been more of a loyal laptop than a wife to Nick, all he had to say was jump and I would ask 'how high?' But not anymore. "Yes, I'm sure. Begin drafting the papers-" "Okay, but I'll have to warn you that the best case scenario will be 50/50 c

Clara's POV The way his face instantly went white sickened me, it shamelessly told me that he still thought I was going to do his bidding, donating one of my most vital organs to someone who didn't even need it. What a joke I grabbed my cocktail really making sure to savor it. "You better figure something else if you want your mistress to live, not right here otherwise." I set the cocktail down and he just gave me a long stare, the login his eyes told me that he had about it doesn't other comments but he just accept them behind his lip and slithered out of my sight. Good, I should enjoy this pool at least once before I have to leave. But 2 hours later on a fresh glass Cassie showed up with Luke trailing behind her. He looked like he was about to run over to my side, but then Cassie thugged him on his arm. From the corner of my mind it crept back to me that Luke during this time in my past life had a super important homework that took a titan size of his grade. In my past life

Clara’s povI woke within the week with a text from Nick, my soon to be ex-husband.“When are you coming back home?”I read it over and over again, then something between a snort and a chuckle passed through my lips.He still thought that everything I did was a bid for his attention.But I had already planned for this. I knew he wasn't going to let me walk out of the marriage with 30 million dollars, especially now that his parents' company was expanding. He couldn't lose such a huge amount without also losing their favor in the process.I sent him some very particular special videos and within minutes he was dialing my phone battery down with calls and voicemails that had his shaking voice begging for me to talk.A smile curled around my lips when I finally gave him a response through text, it was simple. It read; head over to this address that I'm about to send to you and you better not be more than 5 minutes late or else I'm going to post the video.The address was a place that I'm

Nick's POVPerhaps I went a little bit too far because my headmaid, Martha, looked like she was closer to crime than telling me what I wanted to know.I eased back my anger realizing that it was misdirected at her and straightened up trying to collect myself."Doesn't Cassie know that Luke is in the hospital? Where is she right now?" I said it's simultaneously controlling the tone and volume of my voice because what I had said earlier drew a lot of unwanted attention. The last thing I would want was for anyone to recognize me like this, panicking and breaking down.Miss Gale seemed to relax herself when she saw I was no longer yelling at her but was still hesitant with her words until she admitted that Cassie was actually at a club."She said that she was going to have fun and I shouldn't disturb her no matter what. I tried calling her anyways when it happened but there was no response from her... Maybe her phone went down." She concluded with that incredibly flimsy excuse and it took

Clara's POVIt was only for a split second but I saw it.The eyes of the same little boy I cuddled when he cried through the night.The eyes of the toddler who looked at me with all the other original in the world wrapped into them as he took his first steps towards me.Those eyes that looked at me as if I could reach the stars.It was also those same eyes that held me down like chains every time I even entertained the thought of the divorce.When everything else failed Nick was quick to use Luke to trap me."Go ahead! Leave abandoned our marriage! But like I said before I promise that you will never see our son again. And I'm going to make sure that even when he's an adult he still won't want to ever see your face."The thought of being separated from my precious baby boy would break any resolve I had to leave the marriage. I would remain perfectly still bending over backwards to make sure that I could wake up every morning and know that I could see him and hold him and call him my s