บททั้งหมดของ After the Divorce: Mr. Billionaire Begs for My Forgiveness: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Emelia's POVI sat in my car for what felt like hours. In reality, it probably hadn't been any more than a minute. My face was hot from anger, and my heart heavy from the earlier fiasco."My baby!" Lily screamed."I got you!" Victor spoke heroically.I would've thrown up in my car if I had a spare plastic bag… But I knew there was no use in staying here. Whether I liked it or not, I had to face him.Or maybe bolt for the house and slam the door in his face…When I exited my car, I walked slowly and cautiously like I was navigating a minefield. One wrong step towards him, and I'd be subjected to his horrible excuses and weak apologies.As it would seem, however, the whole damn driveway was filled with mines."Emelia…" Victor straightened his back even as I tried to give him a wide berth. "Are you okay?"As usual, anything that came out of his mouth immediately set me off. "Why the hell do you care?" My nostrils flared. "Don't you have a new baby to worry about?!"Victor flinched at my w

Emelia's POVMy encounter with Victor was exhausting; the weight of the words spoken weighing down my shoulders like a boulder. As soon as my head hit the pillow, sleep claimed me just as fast.If I wasn't reliving the nightmare of losing my child, then I wasn't dreaming. Oftentimes, I found relief in the black of nothingness.But this dream was still nothing short of a nightmare. Just in the way I wasn't expecting.It took me back to the days before Lily came back into the picture—when Victor and I were happy.Stolen kisses in the breakroom when no one else was around.Late dinners if one of us ended up staying late for work.Doing chores in our underwear, dancing to whatever music was playing.Sunbathing under the summer sun at our beach house.It was a nightmare of what used to be; of what could've been had Lily not come back and ruined things. It broke my heart even more to think about how Victor wasn't happy during any of it.I watched the memories unfold before me like it was a m

Victor's POVThe full moon hung high and bright in the night sky tonight, but not even its soft light could penetrate the darkness in my mind. I took another swig of alcohol, hoping its bitterness would distract me from my thoughts, but even that was a useless attempt. Ever since Emelia told me to leave, I’d been clinging on to the way her voice sounded; to the image of her brown hair falling in waves past her shoulders; and how the scent of her vanilla-strawberry fragrance lingered onto my clothing when she’d grabbed me by the collar. She may have sent me away, but I wanted nothing more than to see her again, and to hear her voice. I even toyed with the idea of showing up at her doorstep on my knees. But what could I possibly say to her now? What more could I do to convince her to let me back in, even if it was just for a little while? I’d secluded myself in my room for the last few hours after my mother had been relentlessly pestering me about marriage. It was all she ever spoke

Victor's POV"What the hell is this?!" My voice boomed within the workspace. The speculating whispers and chitter chatter halted, and everything and everyone froze. "Is this some kind of joke?!"My gaze burned into the eyes of those who dared to meet mine. No one had an answer; many of them looked away under the weight of my fury. They were all quiet, and perhaps they truly had no idea what this was supposed to be. But I didn't care. I wasn't looking to spare anyone with how much of a horrible mood I'd been in for the past few days—hell, more like a little over a month at this point.My heart was torn to pieces with the loss of my child and the divorce.I didn't want to remarry!I didn't want to claim a child I had no recollection of even conceiving!No one was taking my thoughts and feelings into consideration, which pissed me off even more! I'm considered one of the wealthiest CEOs in this region. So why in the hell was I being coerced into doing things I didn't want to do?No one i

Victor's POV"I did it for your own good" My mother cried. "You weren't taking things seriously, so I had to put my foot down! You made a promise to take care of Lily through it all—how is this any different, huh?"To take my promise from all those years ago and to weaponize it against my autonomy and free-will almost sent me over the edge.I thought I was numb from all the frustrations and grief of the divorce and losing my child with Emelia… But damn if this betrayal from my mother didn't slice me open again and leave another wound for me to tend later.How could she do this to me? Were parents not supposed to look out in the best interest of their child? Could she not see how selfish she was in only considering Lily's feelings?As those thoughts came to my mind, it hit me then.Everything that was happening to me, I'd done to Emelia. All the betrayal and the hurt I was experiencing, she'd experienced at my hands.That revelation nearly broke me in two.How the hell could I have bee