All Chapters of After the Divorce: Mr. Billionaire Begs for My Forgiveness: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Emelia's POVI shook my head, trying to ground myself back to this reality as I took the phone from Mason. It was Lady Ruby."H-hello?" I croaked, not realizing that my throat had gone dry."Is everything alright, sweetie?" Lady Ruby asked. "You don't sound too well."I cleared my throat and composed myself. "Y-yes, everything's fine. I just still need to adjust to the heat of this place."Mason snickered, but I pinched him."You'll grow to love it for sure. That Italian sun will do wonders for your skin!' Lady Ruby laughed. "But the reason I called was to check up on you and relay some information about the new project.""I love it here already, don't worry." I smiled. "But I'm ready for whatever it is you need from me! I'm excited to finally be able to start working on this project with you!""That's the spirit!" Lady Ruby enthused. "Well, more of the finer details are in the works, but an old friend and colleague of mine has plans to hold a wedding in the gardens of Isola Bella for

Victor's POVThe drive was silent as I dreaded the familiar street names that spelled me getting closer to my mother's home. She was the last person on this damn planet I wanted to see. Even if she may have not been the sole reason for what was wrong in my marriage, she sure as hell played a big fucking part in it.There was no forgiving her for the way she treated Emelia; especially since she'd tried so hard to win her affections. The disrespect, the insults, the snarky remarks.I was too damn blind to see the damage it was causing. Emelia didn't deserve that treatment. And she sure as hell didn't deserve a spineless husband who did nothing to prevent it.I gripped the steering wheel harder once I turned onto the driveway of my mother's multi-storied home. The blood in my veins ran cold. I didn't want to be here.A few minutes passed while I continued to sit in the car. Its engine hummed since I still had the key in the ignition.I could just leave.It's what I wanted to do.I should

Victor's POVIt had been… what? Two years since I'd seen this place? Despite that, this little cottage hadn't lost its charm. I still thought it to be just as magical as if I were laying eyes on it for the first time all over again.However, the sight of it was bittersweet as a pang of pain pinched my heart. I was in a daze at how I got here, but maybe it was because this place was trying to tell me something.Something that I'd been lying to myself about this entire time.Lily meant nothing to me now.From when we were kids up until everything went to shit, I harbored a lot of sympathy for Lily. While her parents were indeed wealthy and provided her with many materialistic things, she never had a real relationship with them.If her mother wasn't away on business trips, then her father was away due to classified military training or missions.For the most part… She was alone.So, when she moved to my city of Blasdell and started attending the private academy I was at, for some reason,

Victor's POV"T-Thank you, Alexis." I stood up immediately and hastily pulled in the woman for a hug. "I don't think you understand how much this means to me." Alexis wiggled out of my arms and shoved me away with such force it nearly knocked me to the ground. "You touch me like that again and I won't hesitate to actually kick your ass." "I'm sorry... I'm not exactly thinking straight." "Yeah, I can tell." She rolled her eyes. Then surprisingly enough, her expression softened, even if only slightly. "Personally, I hope Emelia never gives you the time of day again, but maybe this will actually make you see what you missed out on, and you'll learn to never take advantage of good people like her ever again." "It took learning the hard way to realize that Em was really the only one who had my best interest at heart." I admitted in a moment of weakness and vulnerability. "Having trouble in paradise?" That got a flat, humorless chuckle out of me. "More or less." "Hmph, well, g

Victor's POV"What are you talking about?" My mother's tone showed more annoyance than concern. She spoke to me as if I was just a toddler again. "Done with what, exactly? And you better watch your words next time! I'm—""I'm done with you." I emphasized the last word. "I'm tired of the lies, the manipulation, and the disrespect; especially from you of all people. My own mother!""What I've done was for your own good!" She yelled. "You were too infatuated with that horrible ex-wife of yours and too cowardly to do what needed to be done. If anything, you should be thanking—""I already told you to stop bringing Emelia into this." I growled. "You've done your fair share of damage to my marriage when I was with her, and you definitely don't deserve to even speak her name!""You ungrateful brat! You should be ashamed of how you speak to your own mother! Watch your tone next time, if you know what's good for you…" Then, in a lower tone, she hissed, "...and for Emelia, too…""I'm not giving