บททั้งหมดของ After the Divorce: Mr. Billionaire Begs for My Forgiveness: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Emelia's POVIt was noon by the time I woke up the next day; indicative of the much harsher rays of midday sunlight that lit up every inch of my room. I groaned in retaliation.At that moment, it was like I was a vampire. I hated the sun.Even though I thought some sleep would've refreshed my mind, it just felt like I carried everything over from yesterday.The heaviness of my conversation with Alexis never left my chest or my shoulders. I couldn't even find the mask I wanted to wear to hide my emotions.Today was going to be a hard day.I crawled out of bed and couldn't even find it in myself to actually get dressed for the day. At the bare minimum, I was able to comb out my hair and brush my teeth.As I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen, I stood in front of the refrigerator door until it started to beep from being opened for too long. I stared at the ingredients, unsure as to what I wanted—not just from the food, but also from everything that was going on.It made me think

Emelia's POVI stared at the caller ID in disbelief. How did he always manage to do this? It was like Victor possessed a sixth sense when it came to my every movement. Why couldn't he just leave me alone? I ignored his call and placed my phone on Do Not Disturb before shoving it into my bag. I wasn't going to let him ruin the day I was trying to salvage. Yet, his insistence on wanting to speak with me was an omen of what was to come.Victor had eyes everywhere in the city—unfortunately, it came with the territory of being one of the region's most affluent and resourceful CEOs. Which, for me, meant that it was going to be a matter of sooner rather than later when he'd hear news of my move for Italy. It made me sick to think about what his reaction would be. His actions and persistence over the last few weeks had given off nothing more than sheer desperation. Why was he so anxious about having some kind of relationship with me now? He had a kid on the way and an engagement to the wom

Emelia's POVA week had passed since everything with Victor happened. In truth, I gave it little thought because Lady Ruby reached out to me the day after I'd gotten done celebrating with Mason and told me to start packing for Italy.Apparently, the start date for her latest project was moved forward because all the prep plans finished earlier than anticipated.Hearing those words filled me with as much anxiety as it did excitement. I wasn't expecting the move to happen so soon and suddenly!The following days were spent in a whirlwind of preparations as well as keeping everything lowkey. After the incident with Victor, I tried my best to keep myself from going out in public unless necessary.It was clear someone in the outside world was feeding him information about what I was doing and who I was with… There was just obviously no way of figuring out who.Luckily, I had Mason and Alexis to help me move quickly and quietly."Is this really all you're taking?" Mason tilted his head to th

Victor's POVIt's been a week since I'd last seen Emelia.Seven days since I'd smelled her favorite, vanilla-scented perfume she loved so much.One hundred and sixty-eight hours since I'd felt the weight of her scrutinizing glare.Ten thousand and eighty minutes later, and none of my men have given me any more information on her whereabouts, or what she's been doing.It was like she'd gone off my radar completely.Things were quiet. Too fucking quiet.And I was losing my damn mind.Today was supposed to be another meaningless day filled with work meetings and making sure the designers were on schedule for the new season of jewelry to drop soon. Unfortunately, we were lagging behind our release date.Had there been someone else who was far more experienced in the leadership position to keep things running smoothly, we wouldn't be having this damn issue.But of course, who was at fault for such an oversight?Me, obviously.It was my fault things were falling apart.But to hell with the s

Emelia's POVThree days have passed since I arrived in Italy. Accommodations for me were already made, but I wasn't expecting something as luxurious as this! Even though Lady Ruby tried to pass this off as modest, I didn't believe her in the slightest.Glass stairs separated each of the three stories that divided the living area, bedroom and master bath, and the kitchen. Smaller balconies accompanied each floor that could sit a small garden for plants and herbs or a sunbathing area.The real treat, however, was the expansive open terrace where I was greeted by the scent of fresh sea salt and the sound of gentle waves. The bright overhead sun bathed my skin in its warmth, and for the first time in so long, I felt happy.Grandpa Antonio was right—I LOVE Italy!I sat my laptop down on the outdoor table, raising the accompanying umbrella since I'd intended to do a video call. Luckily, work hadn't started for me just yet, so I wanted to take this opportunity to call home and update everyone