Semua Bab Billionaire's Betrayal: My Ex Beg Me To Love Him Again: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Caroline’s POV:Watching William storm over like a raging bull and grab Martin startled me to my core, for the look of rage William was giving Martin in that moment was deathly. Martin, however, just sent William a look of indignance. He hardly seemed intimidated. The tension was thick, but there w

Caroline’s POV:I had to restrain myself from bursting into the police station. Approaching the front desk with a fervor, I demanded to see my father, Thomas West. The woman jumped in surprise at my sudden appearance and gave a quick “follow me”, before taking me to the back to talk with a couple of

William’s POV:The day I grew to hate Thomas West was the same day I started dating Caroline. Roughly two years prior to our divorce, I was on my way to meet Sophia at a coffee shop we both frequented. It was a pleasure we partook in weekly after we became friends. We tended to talk about a variety of things, whether it be our day, things going on with our families, or hobbies we enjoyed, like photography.Sophia was a skilled photographer, something she demonstrated for me often. Her talent was what had gotten us acquainted in the first place, in fact. Photography had been a rather large passion of mine when I was younger, but I had to quit my dream of going professional after I had to take over the family business. Sophia had reignited my passion for the craft, and we discussed it often overI had been single at the time, but if I were to ever take someone as my girlfriend, Sophia would have been a perfect match for me. What I felt for Sophia was not love, however. We were just fri

Caroline’s POV:To say the press went crazy after the announcement of our divorce would be an understatement. Rumors of my husband’s affair and our impending divorce stirred up headlines everywhere and it seemed like every day there was another news story about us. The media loved a villian, and Wil

Caroline’s POV:I could have seen that crash play out in front of me a hundred times, and yet I still wouldn’t have believed what I just saw. He’d deliberately hit Martin’s car in an attempt to abscond with me trapped in his car. Was William crazy? Any fear that remained in me swiftly morphed into