Semua Bab Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret : Bab 111 - Bab 120

CASPIAN“He's going to be late, won't he?” I grumbled to Xander who was seated beside me in the car.“He's always late. I don't think Shaw Finnick cares about anyone but himself.” Xander muttered, sweeping his hair away from his forehead.We were both seated in my Maybach, waiting for my uncle to arrive. His plane was scheduled to land an hour ago, but as always, he'd been delayed.“I think I'll go to work, you pick him up.” Xander finally muttered, stepping out of the car and banging my door shut as though the car had offended him. I leaned into the soft leather seats and closed my eyes. I was almost glad to see him go though it had been nice to have the company. He'd spent the majority of the time badgering me about when I would tell Aria about grandmother's ultimatum. How about never? I had been willing to wait for the extra five years it would take before the shares were mine. I was still willing to wait it out. Remembering the smile on Aria’s face as she'd been shown perfume

CASPIANThe drive to my house felt longer than it ever had. Aria was silent beside me, her legs curled under her, and she stared out of the window as always, with her arms folded tightly across her chest When I pulled into my driveway, she didn't move. She stared outside at the three-storey brick stone mansion that I called home and sighed. “Of course you live in a fucking castle.” She bit her lip, her eyes drinking in the ambiance while I waited like a nervous teenager for her review. “It's beautiful though. Worth whatever million you paid for it.” I exhaled, sneezing as I got out of the car and opened her door. I still hadn't received a call from the airport informing me that my uncle had arrived, so I needed to settle her in, just in case I had to leave urgently. As soon as she stepped inside, she stopped. “I like it. All the woods and blacks are stunning. I like your house, but I need to see my kids.” "They’re in here," I said as I walked her down the hallway and pushed th

ARIAI opened the door and walked out of the room. His house was a monster of a home. His grandmother's house was big, but Caspian’s house was huge. Outside in the hallway, I stood for a moment, unsure where I was going. I walked around, staring at the art, at the pictures of his grandmother and who I assumed were his parents on the wall and even a large frame of a dog. Eventually, I found the kitchen, judging by the scent coming from it. I expected that I could take a tray of breakfast up to Caspian, but when I stepped in, I stopped. Three people stood inside, two in crisp white shirts that I would never wear into a kitchen and one in a chef's coat. One was stirring a pot on the stove, another was chopping veggies and the man in the chef's coat was arranging fruit slices on a porcelain platter. I took a slow step back, but the woman had already caught my eye. She called to the one wearing the chef's coat in rapid-fire French and he turned to me. A wide smile bloomed across his

CASPIANI stepped into the office, tossing my keys on the desk. “They can’t pull out. The contracts were signed. He signed them.”Yeah, just before he tried to rape Aria in his damned car, in a fucking parking lot. “They’re claiming that he was mentally stressed at the time of the agreement.”My eyes narrowed as I turned to face Analide. “He was a rapist. And if they want to play that game, we’ll make every detail of what he did public.”Analide nodded, but I could tell she was wasn't happy about this. It could turn messy in a moment. “I’m alerting Mr. Shaw right now. He might need to deal with the legalities.” “Do that,” I muttered. “Every cent of that money will go into the foundation, and go towards abused women and children. That bastard isn't getting away with it.” I sat behind my desk and fumed. How dare they try to wiggle out of it? I wasn't going to allow them.I’d been willing to let it go, after all Ivan was dead, but if they refused to pay, then I was willing to go to co

ARIAI hadn't seen my father in almost a month, and even if 8 was to guess, I wouldn't imagine I'd run into him in a situation such as this.“We could just leave? I could drive you away from them both?” Rowan offered, lifting his shoulders like he was doing me a favor. Despite the storm going on under the facade of calm I was wearing on my face, the last thing I would do was go anywhere with this asshole. “I'd rather drown in a storm than go anywhere with you, Rowan. Back the fuck up.” I knew he wouldn't walk away from me, so I did. I locked my car door, and walked away from him. I wasn't surprised when he followed behind me like a bad cloud. Camilla reached me, huffing and puffing like a puffer fish. I refused to acknowledge her presence, instead, I fixed my eyes on my father who tried to take my hand.“Aria, I know you're angry, but…” He started.“No, I don't think you know just how angry I am.” It was terrible, the amount of anger bristling through me. The blood boiling and thu