All Chapters of Billionaire's Pregnant Ex-wife : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Mom's appointment ended early, and after nearly three hours of babysitting my daughter, she finally came to La Paraiso Hotel to pick Isabelle up. Though I loved having my daughter with me, I couldn't focus on my paperwork with her present. So after kissing Isabelle on the temples, she and Mom disappeared through the door.Alone again, I continued the work I had set aside, hoping to finish it in time or else I’d have to work overtime. Fate, it seemed, failed to hear my prayer. Hours passed, but I didn't finish my paperwork in time, and it was needed by tomorrow. Groaning, I glanced at my wristwatch and let out a resigned sigh.One more hour, I told myself and began typing on my laptop.When I finished typing, my gaze shifted to the additional documents I needed to review and sign. After I was done with them, I could finally go home.My secretary had already left the office since she had nothing more to do, and I was all alone now.I managed to finish everything in less than an hour. S

Won't he stop bothering me? I thought to myself, exasperated. He's up to something again, but whatever that is, I won't allow it to happen. Ignoring his persistent calls, I clambered down from the car and winced at the excruciating pain in my ankles. I almost forgot about my injury, I mused to myself, followed by a groan. Luis came to me and lifted me up from the car seat, then made a beeline straight to my room, where he told me my daughter Isabelle was waiting.My brother carried me with ease as though I weighed no more than a feather until we reached my bedroom. I discovered Leilani and a servant were inside when I entered the room; the servant left to give us privacy. Closing the door, Luis carefully lowered me onto the bed.“I'm glad you're fine—aside, of course, from the sprain on your ankle,” Leilani spoke. Her keen eyes surveyed me from head to toe. Worry didn't evidently show on her face, but I could hear it in her voice. “I had a mini heart attack after hearing your mom's fr

Grey pretty much occupied my mind the whole day. I tried to push him out of my thoughts, but to no avail. Some things, the more you try to get rid of them, the more they refuse to leave your mind. That's exactly what was happening to me. Despite the distraction, I managed to finish things earlier than I expected. Glancing at my wristwatch and seeing that an hour was left before Grey arrived to pick me up, I rose from my swivel chair and fixed my appearance in front of the mirror. I had no idea where he was taking me, but I wanted to look presentable. I thought to myself as I applied a thin layer of lipstick until my lips were shiny and red.Unfastening the pink ribbon that secured my long hair into a ponytail, I let my curly hair cascade down my shoulders like a waterfall. I ran my fingers through the soft strands until there was not a single knot left, then surveyed my reflection once more. A satisfied smile crossed my lips upon seeing the woman standing opposite me in the full-lengt

“Do you think I would believe that?” she said softly, looking me straight in the eye. There was a knowing look in her eyes, as though she could read past my thoughts and uncover my deepest, darkest secret. “No one would believe that, Lily. Ask anyone who sees the way you look at him, and they would point out you're lying.”“I'm telling the truth,” I tried to convince her, but the way I said the words wasn't convincing at all. She wasn't buying it.“Nah, I can tell if someone is lying right away. I haven't told you, but I'm a psychology graduate. I studied people's behavior and know when they are being honest or not.”I couldn't take her gaze anymore, and my eyes dropped to the table. It was hard to look at her now that I knew she could read me like an open book.“Both of you are stubborn as hell and refuse to admit the truth,” Catrina mumbled under her breath while shaking her head. “If the two of you were just honest with each other, your complicated love story wouldn't continue to d

Grey came to my parents asking for their permission to court me while on his knees? Unbelievable! I thought to myself. Wonder, alarm, excitement, and wariness came crashing down on me all at the same time. I looked at Mom and found her giving me another of her mysterious smiles.We finally finished arranging the roses in the vase. Mom rose from her seat and placed the antique vase in the center of the glass table before sitting beside me on the plush sofa. Taking my hand, she spoke, “I only want you to be happy, Lily. And I can see how happy you are when you're with him, even though you try so hard to conceal how you really feel. I know deep down you still love him, but you're afraid to get hurt again. But even though we said yes and allowed him to court you, at the end of the day, you're the one who decides if you will accept him or not in your life. I'm simply telling you to give the man a chance, then make his courtship a living hell.”I looked at Mom with a puzzled expression. Did