Semua Bab Secret Billionaire Heiress: Ex-wife Returns : Bab 191 - Bab 200

PHILIPI watched from across the street as they held hands, my blood boiling. "Imagine the bitch I married! As though selling me out was not enough, she had to get a boy toy!""That's Christian, Denise's ex. Who would have thought that my stepdaughter's ex would end up with your wife? Life's funny." Derek was making a joke out of it and it was irking me.I turned from the wheel to give him a look, he raised his hand in mid-air surrender. "Don't be so uptight, man.""Try telling that to someone whose life is ruined by the devil he married. The police have raided my home and company. They have literally taken over. I can never return to my old life. All the companies I have shares with are busy ratting me out to the cops and pulling me from my shares." There was an angry whine coated in my words. "Well, their reputation is also at stake, Philip. You slept with their wives and girlfriends, they didn't like it but for the sake of their reputation, you were put on board. Now that your sec

"Hailey?" "Mommy!"Celine was with Zion when I entered...or to be exact, pushed in by the good, nerdy doctor.She seemed shocked to see my condition but was happy as well. She hurried towards me.Zion too. They hugged me at the same time, causing a wince to escape me as Celine's embrace was a bit too tight, so was my son's but his hands were still very small and could do no harm or cause much discomfort.Not to say I didn't like Celine hugging me but my body was still covered in bruises. I guessed she heard me wince and pulled back, releasing her hold on me. She took a long examining look at me, her brows furrowing. "What happened to you?""Mommy, I missed you. Who hurt you?" Zion chipped in, his innocent eyes roaming my face. "I'll be fine, baby." I held his both hands, my heart swelling with love for my son. I couldn't tell him exactly what had happened. He was too young to hear such plus he wouldn't even understand all of it. "Who did this to you?" Celine asked, her expressi

JAREDI could only stand in awe and disbelief as the news reporter gave news about my win at the election polls. I didn't even put my name there, at least not anymore. Ever since the scandal, I'd taken my mind off the election, accepting my fate."How did this happen, uncle?" I turned to my uncle who was equally shocked as I was. He shook his head. His attention was now on the TV, rather than Hailey."Hi everyone." My head whipped to the sound of the voice — the President's wife. What was she doing here? How did she even know here?Looking immaculately put together as she always was, she stepped further into the room, her eyes on me. "Congratulations, Jared. You've earned it."The twinkle in her eyes was telling me a lot more than I ever thought to know.My brows furrowed. "Did you do this?" Uncle Pete beat me to it.Her smile was answer enough. "You deserve that position, Jared. I never forget to repay kindness.""But...how?" Uncle Pete asked, his tone showing but surprise and cu

DEREKAnger swirled as I switched off the TV, shutting up the boring faced, annoying tone of the newscaster. I turned to glare at Philip, he ignored me, taking a drink of the brandy he'd shoplifted last night. "Are you happy, man?" I began, knowing how much he avoided talking about it. He heaved a weary sigh. "I'm sorry, Derek. How many times do I have to apologize before you truly know how sorry I am?""No apology can repair the damage you've done. My life is fucking on the verge of being ruined. I should have left you at the hotel and zoomed off.""You almost left me." The accusation in his tone didn't go unnoticed by me. "I should have. I hate myself for having a change of heart. I should have let those cops coming after you get you." The half-filled glass in my made a thudding sound as it came in contact with the stool beside me. We were currently in a guest house in a remote location, hiding it out, searching for the perfect opportunity to leave the country. Though I still ha

I watched from a corner near the fixed stage as guests and staff walked into the company's large function room. I had invited my employees from other branches, even my personal designer had come all the way from Italy.Jared stood with me and Zion who looked immensely cute in his custom-made suit, just like uncle Pete's and Jared's own. Their relationship has grown so tight and I knew it was time for Zion to know who Jared truly was. Uncle Pete was taking the stage as guests and employees crowded the big, luxurious space. I smiled when I spotted Dr. Dylan, my brows rose when Celine walked beside him, I nudged Jared. "Would you look at that.""Aunt Celine looks beautiful just like you, mommy." Zion's child-like compliment had my heart swelling with joy and the knowledge I was raising him right, though I had help from others. "I'm proud of you, champ." Jared hoisted Zion onto his hips and high-fived him, earning a pleased giggle from Zion.The picture they painted warmed my heart bef