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The Revenge Of The Billionaire's Ex Wife
The Revenge Of The Billionaire's Ex Wife
Author: She_Is_Nova

A day like this

Author: She_Is_Nova
last update Last Updated: 2024-04-01 16:19:27

''Really?''

I chimed happily over the phone. I couldn't believe my ears, the one thing I've been expecting my whole life was finally becoming a reality. My wedding anniversary morning couldn't have begun any better.

''Yes, Mrs. Williams,''

Olivia confirmed, sounding just as happy as I was over the phone, ''I'm happy for you. Congratulations once again,''

''Thank you so much,'' my voice sounded so happy and excited, ''I can't wait to break the news to Jordan,''

I hung up the phone hurriedly, and dialled my husband's number. My heart was thumping fast, and the anxiety I was feeling was too overwhelming, and I couldn't wait to break the happy news to him.

Disappointment crept into me the moment it rang without any response. Jordan was fond of always ignoring my calls, and it had been like that for the past two years of marriage.

''Maybe he's busy with work,'' I muttered to myself, heaving a deep sigh. On a second thought, I decided it would be best to meet him in his office with his favorite food and break the wonderful news to him. After all, it was our second year marriage anniversary.

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''We're here for Mrs. Ivy Williams,''

A deep, husky voice said to my security officer, drawing my attention on my way to get in my car. I felt my heart thump in fear and halted in my track as I wondered why anyone wanted to see me.

''What's going on?''

My tiny voice inquired, slowly and carefully walking to where all three of them were standing - my security officer, and two other hefty men I later identified were the cops. Nate - my security guard, muttered a greeting to me as I waved him off in reply.

''Are you Mrs. Ivy Williams?''

One of them who turned to me, inquired.

I took off my sunglasses and glared at him. What were the cops doing in my house? And what business did they have with me? Hesitating to reply, I muttered quietly,

''Yes,''

''You're under arrest, ma'am,''

Under what? Was this a joke on something? I couldn't help but burst out in laughter, because it sounded so funny to my ears. How could someone who committed nothing suddenly be arrested? Maybe it was a prank.

I searched their eyes and postures and observed that they weren't joking. Breaking off my laughter slowly, I proceeded to ask,

''Is this a joke? Why am I being arrested?''

''For the murder of Sir. Benjamin Winters,'' the other man replied, proceeding to get the handcuffs from his colleague.

My heart raced at his words. I stood there dazed, with my mouth opened wide. My eyes felt like they would pop out of their sockets and my whole body started trembling with fear. This wasn't happening, I thought to myself. I had no idea when the food bag I was holding in my hand fell to the floor with all the contents splattering all over the place.

''Wait…'' I muttered quietly, trying to prevent him from cuffing my hands, ''I didn't murder him, he was—''

''Please save your speech till you get to the station,'' The cop interrupted me rudely, dragging my wrist against my will. My eyes glistened with tears as I watched them cuff my hands like a criminal. I glanced around and could see my security officer trying so hard to do his best to restrain them.

''Please inform my husband about my arrest,'' I muttered in tears to him, ''Tell him I'm being framed for something I know nothing about,''

He nodded with his eyes filled with tears and the last glimpse I caught of him was running into his quarters hastily. Like a hardened criminal, I was dragged roughly to the police van waiting for my presence outside my home.

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I waited several hours for Jordan to come, but each time a person entered into the station's counter, I got disappointed.

I hadn't been placed in a cell, at least not yet, but they had taken the handcuffs away from my wrists.

From what I gathered while sitting there, they were waiting for someone they claimed had given them the information, and was present at the time of the murder scene.

My mind kept spinning with several thoughts on who the person could be. From what I remembered and knew, only three people were present at the time he was murdered, and I knew them fully well to stoop this low to betray and frame me.

The time on the clock announced that it was already 5;00pm, and I was getting hungry. My plan earlier was to eat the food I had prepared with Jordan in his office. But now, that plan was ruined.

''Can I please have my phone?'' I asked one of the cops who had taken me. I needed to call Jordan and inform him that I was being held hostage in the police station.

''Your husband has been contacted, he'll be here soon,'' he uttered plainly to me as if reading my mind. Refusing to give me even a glimpse, he went on with his work. I clicked my tongue, nodded my head, and returned to my seat quietly.

I felt lonely and dejected. Aside my husband, I had nobody else to come to my rescue. And if Jordan refused to show up for me, then only God knows how long I was going to remain in the cop's custody.

''God, please help me,'' I sobbed quietly to myself, muttering a prayer. That was all I knew I could do. I had no family, no friends, and not even a responsive and supportive husband.

A familiar voice caught my attention, and made me jolt up to my feet. I could tell the owner of that voice anywhere - It was my husband's.

Tears of relief streamed down my cheeks and I felt a renewed hope once again. I knew there was no way he was going to return home without me, and I braced myself up to return home with him.

''Bye to this godforsaken environment,'' I murmured happily to myself, but little did I know that it was about to become my new home…

Jordan's huge figure entered where I was shortly, and I heard him call out for me,

''Where's Ivy? Where's my wife?''

I rushed to meet him, pulling him into my outstretched arms for a warm embrace. The joy I felt inside of me was indescribable. My tears flowed, but with immense happiness, my husband had come to save me!

''Honey, I tried calling you,'' I chimed happily, not realizing that he wasn't reciprocating my hug. He pulled away from me slowly, and I started to blab almost about everything that had happened. I had so many things I wanted to tell him, including the joyful news.

''I got a call from Olivia and–''

''He's here,'' One of the cops who had arrested me yelled out to his colleague, interrupting me from my sentence. ''The witness of the crime is here,''

Witness? What witness? My eyes darted to the entrance and moved from one male individual to another in search of him. But I had no idea he was standing right in front of me.

''Did you like my anniversary present?''

Jordan asked me, holding my hands gently and giving me a dark smile. I beamed a smile at him. He remembered our anniversary. I thought he had forgotten about it just like the first one.

Recalling if I had received any present earlier, I realized I hadn't. Did it come after I had been arrested? Or had it–

''Welcome, Mr. Williams,'' A cop greeted, interrupting me from my thoughts, ''We arrested her upon your statement. She'll be taken to a cell assigned for her now,''

I blinked my eyes in disbelief and saw Jordan smiling and nodding at the cop. None of what was happening was making sense. Who was the witness who had framed me? I wasn't seeing him for crying out loud!

''J..Jordan?'' I stuttered, swallowing hard and refusing to believe what I was seeing and hearing. Had my husband betray and frame me? Knowing fully well I was innocent?

Flashing a full, naughty smile at me, Jordan leaned closer to me and whispered in my ears,

''Happy wedding anniversary, Ivy Winters,''

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  • The Revenge Of The Billionaire's Ex Wife   The wake up call

    A sudden, sharp jolt woke me with a start. My eyes snapped open, heart pounding like a drum in my chest. For a moment, I was disoriented, struggling to remember where I was. The soft glow of the morning sun seeped through the curtains, casting gentle light across the room. The familiar scent of brewed coffee floated from the kitchen, anchoring me in the comfort of home. This was my house, with Jordan. This was my life.But that jolt still lingered—like a shock to my soul. My mind raced, trying to grasp what I’d just experienced in that strange, vivid dream. Images flickered behind my eyelids: Khloe’s laughter, the art classes, the healing, the hope. But then, darker memories surfaced—disturbing, unsettling. I saw Jordan’s face twisted in anger, accusing me of murder. His words cut deep: **“You did this. You killed her.”** I remembered the betrayal, the way he had looked at me with disgust and suspicion. His betrayal wasn’t just emotional; it was a fracture that ran to the core of ever

  • The Revenge Of The Billionaire's Ex Wife   A brighter future

    The morning sunlight gently poured into the small house. I woke up feeling a little stronger. Something inside me told me I was starting to heal. I looked at Khloe sleeping soundly in her bed. Her tiny chest went up and down softly. She looked so peaceful. I smiled and quietly got ready for the day.Today, I decided, I would do something different. I wanted to start fresh. I wanted to find happiness again, not just for Khloe but for myself too. I knew it wouldn’t be easy. Healing takes time, but I was willing to try.First, I made a simple breakfast. Khloe woke up just as I finished. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. “Good morning, Mommy!” she said with a big smile.“Good morning, sweetheart,” I replied. “Today is a new day. We’re going to do something special.”Her eyes lit up with curiosity. “What are we going to do?”I took a deep breath and said, “We’re going to visit the park and maybe feed the ducks. Then, we’ll go for a walk and maybe get some ice cream.”Khloe clapped her hands

  • The Revenge Of The Billionaire's Ex Wife   A new start

    The days went by slowly. Every day, I tried to do small things to help myself feel better. I knew I needed to be strong for Khloe. She was my little girl and I loved her so much. I wanted to give her a happy home, even if I was feeling sad inside.Every morning, I would wake up and look at Khloe’s bright face. She would smile and say, “Good morning, Mommy!” That made me smile, even when I felt down. I told her, “Good morning, sweetheart. I love you so much.”We started to do small things together. We went to the park, played with her toys, and read stories. I tried to keep her happy, even if my heart still hurt. Sometimes, I would think about Jordan. I wondered if I should call him, or if I should just forget about him. I didn’t know what was right.One day, Tristan came to visit. He sat with me on the porch and looked at me kindly. “Valerie,” he said softly, “you are doing very good. I know it’s hard. But you are strong. You can get through this.”I looked at him and smiled weakly. “

  • The Revenge Of The Billionaire's Ex Wife   Tears and heartbreak

    I sat on the sidewalk, feeling so cold inside. My heart was hurting very badly. I couldn’t stop crying. My eyes were full of tears. I sobbed loud and hard. I felt like my world was breaking apart. I didn’t know what to do. I just wanted everything to stop.My hands trembled as I grabbed my phone. I didn’t care if people saw me crying. I just needed help. I pressed Tristan’s number and waited. My voice was shaky when I spoke. “Tristan… please come. I need you now.”He answered quickly, his voice full of concern. “Valerie? What’s wrong? Where are you?”My voice cracked. “I... I caught him. I saw Jordan with another woman. He was with her outside. They were very close. He was touching her. I saw everything. I feel so hurt. Please come fast.”I heard him breathe deeply on the other end. “Okay, I’m coming. Stay where you are. I’ll be there soon.”I clutched my chest as I cried more. I looked around at the busy street. Cars went past. People walked by, not knowing I was crying inside. I did

  • The Revenge Of The Billionaire's Ex Wife   The darkness and the light

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  • The Revenge Of The Billionaire's Ex Wife   A sudden fall and a new dawn

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