Semua Bab The Billionaire’s Regret: My ex husband wants me: Bab 41 - Bab 50

KIMBERLY~•~“You never filed the divorce.”Jackson nodded shamelessly.I slapped him. I didn’t know when my hand moved or why it did, but I didn’t regret it. Was this a way to control my life again? What the fuck was this man up to? I was beginning to tolerate him but he just had to fuck with my life again! It was almost like he was mocking me, flaunting that he was still a part of my life.I didn’t know what kind of reaction I expected from Jackson after I slapped him, but all he did was open the passenger’s door for me.My breathing was labored and I really didn’t want to be in a confined space with him, especially not after the bomb he just dropped, but I had no choice. We just enrolled Amelia at a new school. I didn’t want to create a scene and have that stigma follow my daughter around.I glared at him but got into the car anyway, banging the door shut with more force than necessary.He sucked on his bottom teeth and rounded the car to get into the driver’s seat.“Why?” I asked

KIMBERLY ~•~ I was pissed as fuck as I walked into the building that I couldn’t even see where I was going and ended up running into George. I let out a huff as my nose hit his chest and I stumbled back, almost falling if he didn’t catch me on time. My phone wasn’t very fortunate though. I visibly flinched as it fell to the ground. George shook his head, helping me to pick up my phone. “Why are you so in your head? Is it because of him?” His eyes darted to the car outside, which alerted me that he had seen Jackson drop me off. That was the least of our problems though. “You seem angry.” He added when I didn’t say anything and just kept staring at him. “Did he do something to you?” I didn’t even know where to start speaking from. I knew it wouldn’t be right to keep the newly found information from him. It wasn’t fair to him. Before I could speak, my phone lit up with a text, and since it was in George’s hand, he was the first to see the text. His jaw clenched and he hand

KIMBERLY~•~It had been almost a week and I hadn’t heard from either man. I thought it was quite childish to ignore your significant other after a fight but apparently, George didn’t share the same sentimentsHe avoided me and ignored me whenever I tried to bring up our fight so I just gave up and the only time we got to speak was about work. I hated it. I hated that we had come to this. Despite being hesitant to date him in the beginning, I’d grown to appreciate him. I liked him and I wanted us to work. However, I didn’t see how that would happen if he kept evading grown people's conversation.I exhaled heavily, stopping myself from throwing more shades. I couldn’t entirely fault him. I should have just kept the thing from him until it was resolved. Then we wouldn’t have had to fight.Amelia was also asking about her father, but I could only tell her he traveled for work since I didn’t want to call and ask him what was up. He had left in a hurry and hadn’t dropped a message since th

GEORGE~•~No matter how badly I tried to ignore it, there was no doubt Jackson was the biggest obstacle in our relationship.I liked Kimberly a lot. Hell, I even told her I loved her but she pretended not to hear it. I was willing to spend the rest of my life with her, but as she cuddled up with me on the bed after sex, I couldn’t help but think if this was how the rest of our lives were going to go.Jackson would always be there like an annoying mole one couldn’t get rid of. She would keep allowing him to do whatever the hell he wanted, never really drawing clear boundaries.She seemed guilty as fuck, which made me wonder what the hell they were doing before I rang the bell. Did he kiss her? Did she let him? Even the sex she offered to me was out of guilt. I knew that much but I still couldn’t resist her. I loved her too much and it was bad for me.A lot of wheels were turning in my head at the moment. I had a lot of questions to ask her but I didn’t know how to start. I had heard t

JACKSON~•~As the elevator doors opened, George was standing outside, waiting for it.He scoffed, not bothering to hide his distaste for me anymore. I frowned, wondering what had happened. However, I couldn’t ask him so I just focused on carrying Amelia and the small shopping bag on one hand.I went to the front of their apartment and rang the doorbell.Kimberly opened it at a speed I never thought possible as though she had been standing right in front of the door. “Oh, it’s you.” Her face portrayed her disappointment.I entered and closed the door behind me gently, not wanting to wake Amelia up. “Were you expecting someone else?” I questioned. Her boyfriend just left. Who else could she be expecting?“No one.” She muttered, walking into the kitchen.The fact that she didn’t try to take Amelia from me told me that something was wrong. “I'm going to touch her in. Where’s her room?” It was just six in the evening and she was already gone.“The second bedroom,” Kim mumbled, keeping her