Semua Bab Regretting Divorce: Return of my heiress Ex-Wife: Bab 31 - Bab 40

E L L EAfter a long, and exhausting flight, I finally made it to Bali. The weather was warm and inviting, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I was glad I had made the decision to come here.It was exactly what I needed.I took a moment to admire the view, before heading into the airport. The atmosphere was buzzing with excitement and energy, and it was a welcome change from the hustle and bustle of New York.I grabbed my luggage and made my way through the crowded terminal. The sun was beginning to set, and the sky was a beautiful mixture of pinks, purples, and oranges.It was a sight to behold.I exited the airport and flagged down a cab. The driver was friendly, and he helped me load my bags into the trunk. I gave him the address of my villa and we were on our way.The drive was scenic, and I was able to get a glimpse of the island's natural beauty. The palm trees, lush greenery, and crystal blue waters were breathtaking.As we drove, I saw several small villages and quaint

E L L E"What?!" Mina exclaimed as I told her the entire encounter with Emory and Sebastian."Yeah." I sighed. "I don't know how to feel about it, honestly. On one hand, I'm glad he's happy. On the other hand, I'm hurt that he didn't stand up for me. But, then again, maybe I'm just being silly. Maybe he's happy with her and that's all that matters.""Well, fuck him!" Mina huffed. "If he can't even stick up for you, then he doesn't deserve you. Besides, you're way too hot for him. You need someone who will worship the ground you walk on."I laughed. "I don't need a man to worship the ground I walk on. I'm perfectly fine on my own.""Yeah, you're fine." Mina agreed. "But, you could do better than some loser who won't stand up for his ex-wife. Seriously, what a dick move.""I'm glad I was able to stand up to her." I confessed. "For so long, I've felt like she had the upper hand. That she was the victor. But, today, I finally got a chance to fight back. To show her that I'm not the same El

E L L EHe was grinning, his eyes full of mischief. "What are you doing here?" I demanded."I'm sorry," he said. "But, I can't resist a woman like you. You're so beautiful.""This isn't funny." I growled. "Let me out.""Oh, I will," he said, moving closer to me."Stop." He ignored my command, his eyes roaming my body."Don't touch me," I said, backing away.He ignored me, his hand reaching for my arm."I said don't touch me!" I said, shoving him away.He stumbled back, shocked by my strength. "Listen," he said, regaining his composure. "I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to have some fun.""Fun? You call this fun?""Yes, I do. And, it's clear you want it too.""You're wrong, please let me go" I said, trying to keep my voice calm."Am I? Look at your body. You're breathing heavily. Your nipples are hard. And, your pussy is definitely wet too."I felt disgusted by his words. "You're a fucking creep." I hissed. "I want nothing to do with you. Now, let me out of here.""Sorry, doll. B

E L L EI slammed the door behind me and headed straight for the kitchen. My mouth was parched and I needed a drink. I reached for the bottle of whiskey, poured myself a glass and downed it all in one gulp.My eyes began watering, and before I could control myself, I was crying. I cried so hard, my whole body was shaking. The pain was unbearable, and I couldn't stop.I felt sick, like my entire world was collapsing around me. Why was this happening to me? Why did he have to come back and ruin my life again?"Because, he's a fucking idiot," I said to myself, wiping the tears from my cheeks. "He's an idiot, and he doesn't deserve my tears!"I was angry. Angry at myself for being so weak. Angry at him for believing his wife's lies. Angry at the whole world for being against me."I hate him! I hate him so much!"I picked up the glass and threw it across the room, watching it shatter into pieces. "Fuck!" I screamed, grabbing a fistful of my hair. "Fucking asshole!"My chest was heaving,

E L L EAnd, together, we were going to survive. I didn't come this far just to fall apart because of some stupid memories.I was done crying over a man who didn't want me anymore.I was done with the pain.And, I was done being a victim.It was time to take control of my life. I couldn't keep living like this. I couldn't be emotionally dependent on him. The way he treats me or the things he does shouldn't control my emotions.If there was anyone who should feel pain, it was him. Not me. Never again.Never.After, putting on fresh clothes that consists of short shorts and a white crop top, I walked back downstairs and headed towards the kitchen.I could hear the sounds of chopping, and the smell of garlic filled the air."Smells delicious," I said, walking inside."Thanks," she replied, turning to face me."Where did you learn how to cook?""My mom taught me. She used to say, a girl should never go to college without learning how to cook, and if she doesn't have the patience, then she