All Chapters of My Billionaire Ex Begs: Return with Our Triplets: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter 11 Barely Covered

Christine's P.O.V.No one had warned me how hard it would be to be a single mother to three little angels. The joy of winning my freedom faded quickly as my savings dwindled and job opportunities remained scarce. I thought that once I was far away from Elliot, I'd stop crying at night, but I was wrong. When my babies were asleep, I locked myself in the tiny bathroom of my cramped apartment—the only place I could afford—and cried. I cracked my knuckles, racked my brain, and tried to figure out how I would put food on the table the next day.Many times, I considered calling my damned ex-husband and asking for money for his children, but every time my fingers hovered over the dial button, my pride stopped me. That same pride kept me going, forcing me to survive without him. All it took was seeing his smug face plastered across magazine covers to remember why I hated him. His new status as a wealthy divorcé had made him the number one most eligible bachelor—desired, envied, and untou

Chapter 12 Stunning Christy

Elliot's P.O.V.My assistant secured a table close enough to the stage for a good view yet far enough that no one would recognize me. I kept my face hidden in the shadows, my appetite nonexistent—not just for the cheap, likely watered-down drinks, but for the entire spectacle unfolding around me. Then, the announcer's voice boomed through the club's speakers, sending an icy shiver down my spine."And now, gentlemen… give it up for the stunning Christy!"The room erupted in whistles and applause, all eyes turning toward the pink velvet curtains. My stomach twisted in disgust. I should have left right then and there, but the moment the curtains parted, my breath hitched in my throat.Christine stepped forward.Her gaze was locked on the floor, her body moving with practiced confidence toward the metal pole at the center of the stage. She wore a lace lingerie set—black with delicate pink ribbons. Sexy, yet somehow innocent. Her makeup was bold, smoky eyeshadow darkening the green of

Chapter 13 Treacherous Butterflies

Elliot's P.O.V.My knuckles were still raw from pummeling that bastard unconscious as I waited in the backseat of my Bugatti. My assistant was poised to enter the club if Christine didn't come out. If the owner or that waitress had failed to deliver my money and my instructions, they would regret it.I didn't have to wait long. Within five minutes, I saw her stepping out, now dressed in snug blue jeans and an oversized red flannel shirt. She looked thinner than before but stronger, her body shaped by the acrobatics she performed night after night. The toned curves that once hid beneath expensive dresses were now more pronounced, more… enticing. Just thinking about the way she had moved on that stage sent a wave of heat through me.Losing Christine hadn't seemed like a big deal at first, but as time passed, I found myself thinking of her more often—her emerald eyes, the fullness of her lips, and the silky cascade of her black hair. And with those thoughts came a hollow ache, a sense

Chapter 14 A Complicated Reunion

Christine's P.O.V."As clumsy as ever," Elliot murmured, his voice carrying that infuriating arrogance that had always defined him. My body tensed at the sound, and of course, he noticed. His hands remained firmly on my waist, his grip just light enough to be teasing."Let me go," I demanded, matching his coldness with my own."Are you sure?" He lifted a brow, that damnably irresistible smirk playing on his lips. Even after all these years, he still had the ability to make my heart flutter. It was infuriating and unfair.Because damn him, Elliot Manning had aged like fine wine—richer, sharper, and more dangerous. Every inch of him exuded raw masculinity and confidence, and yet, for all his looks, he was still the same heartless bastard I had spent years trying to forget."It wouldn't be the first time you let me fall," I shot back, stepping away with a glare full of the contempt I had spent years cultivating. 'Hate him, Christine. Remember everything he put you through. Rip open t

Chapter 15 Her Freedom Has No Price

Christine's P.O.V.I shook off his hand and stepped back, my eyes never leaving him."Why do you care? I don't owe you any explanations. You gave up on me and the kids a long time ago, remember? You promised never to look for me again, yet here you are, breaking that agreement."I tried to sound confident, even amused, but every word… hurt. Had I secretly longed for his return? Yes. I had waited all this time, hoping for him to humble himself, to beg, or at the very least, to offer an apology. But… despite the years, despite the wounds, despite everything… inside me, there was still that young girl who once looked at him with love and admiration. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't erase her completely. The only thing keeping me strong was my pride."Just take the check," he insisted, his voice as cold and emotionless as ever. "If you don't want to see me again, then fine. I'll open an account where I'll deposit a monthly sum, and you can contact my assistant whenever you need s

Chapter 16 What You Had at Home and Threw Away

Elliot's P.O.V.I knew places like this often bent the rules—it wouldn't be hard to shut it down. Maybe that would be the best way to make Christine quit working here. But… I had to admit, this was also an opportunity. If she wouldn't accept my money directly, I could at least make sure she got paid. And more than anything… something deep inside me wanted to see her. I wanted this bold, provocative performance to be for me and me alone.The moment I stood up from my seat, Brock grabbed a passing waitress by the arm. Without taking his eyes off me, he barked out an order."Go get Christy. Tell her she has a client in room number three.""But Christy doesn't—""Didn't you hear me?!" he roared, taking out the anger I had stirred up in him on her. "Tell Christy it's just a dance. No 'happy ending'. If she doesn't like it, she can consider herself fired. Simple as that.""Y-yes, boss," the waitress stammered before rushing off toward the dressing rooms."This way, sir," Brock said, h

Chapter 17 Change of Plans

Elliot's P.O.V.In a sudden burst of courage, Christine straddled my lap, pressing the heat beneath her panties against my erection, still trapped beneath my pants. She was driving me insane. When I reached out to grab her waist and steal a kiss from those soft lips, she pulled back."No touching. That's the rule," she murmured against my parted lips, brushing her fingertips over them. "But I can touch you.""That doesn't seem fair…" I whispered desperately, starving for her."You know what's truly unfair?" she asked, continuing to grind against me, making me harder by the second. "That night when I put on my best perfume and found the prettiest, most provocative lingerie I could… I wrapped my virginity up in a pretty white lace bow just for you." She leaned in, her lips grazing my ear as she whispered, "I gave you my first time. I offered myself to you because I was completely in love with you. I thought it would be special. Do you remember?"I did. The house had been dimly lit

Chapter 18 A Date with the Past

Christine's P.O.V.I pulled the wad of cash from his pants—the money he had set aside to pay for my services—while the sound of handcuffs clicking shut echoed in the room. Elliot finally caught on to my plan, a plan I had nearly abandoned. After all… just one look at his bare chest had me regretting tying him to that bed. But then, I remembered what a bastard he had been in the past, and the guilt had vanished."Christine! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" he shouted, furious."How does it feel to be vulnerable? Have you ever felt this way before?" I asked, tucking the money into my bra. I walked away, swaying my hips with more emphasis than usual. I felt powerful, wicked even. I had him at my mercy, and I was going to enjoy it. Picking up one of the leather whips, I bit my lip, savoring the moment."Don't you dare…" he growled through clenched teeth."What's wrong? When I was obedient and submissive in bed, you didn't seem to like it. You'd just get on top, finish, and l

Chapter 19 Searching for Empathy

Christine's P.O.V.When I arrived at the university after dropping off my triplets at school, I immediately noticed the inquisitive stares from my classmates. I understood that some saw me as an oddity—being older than most students made me stand out, and their judgmental looks made that abundantly clear. You know the type—those people who acted like they had the perfect blueprint for life, always ready to criticize but never willing to help.I hated people who used their words to tear others down instead of taking responsibility for their own lives. But today… something was different. It wasn't just the usual critics whispering behind my back. It felt like the entire student body, even some professors, were regarding me with disdain.Confused, I walked into the classroom. It felt like one of those recurring nightmares where you showed up to school in your underwear without realizing it. But after discreetly pinching my arm, I confirmed that this was no dream. What the hell was goin

Chapter 20 Wanted—A Father

Elliot's P.O.V.Martin's teacher had organized a parent-child event, and although the triplets weren't required to participate since they were new and in a different grade, I noticed how seeing other kids with their parents left them thoughtful and confused."Dad, can we play with them?" Martin asked, his eyes shining eagerly. "They're still new and don't have any friends, so I thought…""Wheee! We don't have a dad!" little Leonard shouted, grabbing the ball and kicking it toward Gerard."Yeah, we only have Mom," Gerard added, frowning at his brother as he rubbed his stomach where the ball had hit him."And Jemma!" Bruce chimed in before darting away, clearly not wanting to be the next target.I had to admit that watching them interact was amusing. They were a mix of mischief and innocence. Seeing them together like this left me speechless. I had never wanted children, yet suddenly, I had four."So… does your mother have a boyfriend or someone interested in her?" I asked, trying

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