All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE’S EX-WIFE SWEETEST REVENGE.: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“Dickhead. You said you never slept with her!” Zeke hissed, settled back on the chair, and then palmed his cheeks. “You were going to judge me.” “For fucking your wife?” Ryan raised a brow. “I didn’t love her.” “Who fucking cares?!” Zeke exhaled, raised his head, and then parted his lips. “You think they could be my kids?” “There is a huge chance that they are. If… they are twins. Or… if she was truly pregnant before she left the house.” “So, what do I do? Do you think I should meet with her and…” “And ask if they are your children?” Ryan cut him short and he nodded his head. “If she said no?” “Well… does that matter?” “And if she says yes?” “They are my children so I have the…” “Right to them?” Ryan completed and Zeke nodded his head. “See, I don’t know if this is truly stupidity or if you are only pretending.” “What do you mean?” Zeke snapped his brows together at Ryan’s statement. “If they are your children, you will fight for their custody?” “Of course not! Jesu

“Now, what do you plan on doing?” Ryan asked Zeke as he kept his eyes on the road. “Meet her. Talk to her. Whatever!” Ryan pulled the car to a side of the road and then exhaled, “I know you were going to say that.” “What should I do then?” “Hold on, have you ended things with Camila yet?” “I told you I don’t love Camila. We are not together any longer.” “Did you make it official? I mean did you tell her?” Zeke twitched his lips upward and then exhaled. “No.” Ryan slapped his forehead and then groaned, “I feel like you are not taking things seriously.” “You know me better than this, Ryan.” “That is why I am telling you to end things with Camila first. Then, you’d at least have a say in whatever thing Elena is going to attack you with. Are you dumb?” Zeke hissed, and at that moment, his phone rang and he picked it up instantly. “Sir.” It was his informant, so he placed the call on speaker and dropped the phone on his thigh. “Go on?” “I am in Australia. I came to dig furth

“She is in a meeting at the moment, sir.” Zeke nodded his head as her secretary stopped in front of him and said. “Then, I will wait for her in her office… or is the meeting going on there?” “No.” “I’ll wait for her there.” He walked to the door of her office, opened the door, and then trailed in gently. Remembering the words of Ryan who warned him strongly to not ask Elena about the kids yet, he hissed and then settled on the couch. According to Ryan, he needed to make her forgive her first else it would be as if he was only seeking her forgiveness because of the children. Of course, he wanted his children. But he wanted her more. He hadn’t known that she had children till three days ago and he had broken up with Camila the previous day. Camila’s housekeeper had bombarded him with calls to tell him that Camila had run a high fever through the night and was rushed to the hospital. Still, he ignored both her messages and her calls. He knew for sure that Camila was behind the

“He knows,” Elena said as she took one last look at herself in the mirror in her sister’s room. Ariana was also preparing to leave home. It was a Saturday and the kids were home, with her parents. She was wearing a maroon color button-up and cream pencil skirt, matched with cream blazers. Her hair was in a half bun with locks framing her face. She applied some lip gloss and wore her maroon peep-toe heels. She looked nice, and she knew. “Who knows what?” Ariana asked as she adjusted her collar and turned around to look at her sister. They had not had the chance to talk well since the past week and that was because Ariana had been cramped with work and had been returning home very late unlike Elena who always made sure she returned home by six or before six pm. “Zeke,” Elena signed and pressed her lips together. “Talk well, Elena. I can’t understand you if you’re speaking like this.” “He knows about the kids!” She snapped and then smacked her tongue. “What?!” Ariana hollered an

As Camila struggled to get on her feet, Elena stood up and then watched her with her hands akimbo. “What I stole? Girl, he was mine to begin with!” “Good for you.” Camila adjusted her clothes, raised her shoulder, and then covered the space between her and Elena. Their faces so close to each other, Elena stared down at the lady she was a bit taller than, and then smacked her tongue. “You don’t know what I am capable of,” Camila groaned, her voice so low that she could almost not hear what she said. “Oh?” “You don’t know the length that I can go to just to keep what is mine.” “Oh?” Elena raised her brows again sarcastically. “If I needed to kill a person…” she panted, and Elena took a step back as the lady’s saliva fell on her face. “If I needed to kill a person just to be with him, then… I will!” “If you would ask me, I would say that the person that you would kill first is only yourself.” “You know nothing, Elena! You do not know anything!” “I know a lot, Camila and be