All Chapters of Married to the Billionaire to Divorce Him: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ava’s POV"Nathaniel is just a piece of shit," I said, talking to no one but myself.I woke up this morning lightheaded. After the whole hotel drama yesterday, I spent the rest of the day in Nathaniel's office, just to go along with the fake relationship act. We didn't communicate with each other throughout because we were beefing. I left the office at closing time; he didn't bother to see me off. Thankfully, his assistant insisted on taking me home.I needed to go out and get information and images for my blog and social media, but my life was becoming a mess because of the attention from the public—thanks to Nathaniel.I took my phone from the desk beside my bed and started scrolling.My heart slammed against my ribs as I scrolled through the photos I saw, again and again.Nathaniel.The woman.Me.The whole internet was on fire, and I was right in the middle of it.I sucked in a breath. This wasn't my problem. This was on him—his personal life. I wasn’t going to let myself to be di

"This is a bad idea." Priscillia muttered, adjusting the strap of her dress as we stepped out of the car."You think I don’t know that?" I whispered back, walking into upscale restaurant Jessica had chosen for this meeting, wearing an ovesized hoody and sweat pants. I didn't care if Jessica would like it or not.My hands curled into fists at my sides, Priscilla's hand tightening around mine as we walked in. I wasn’t stupid. I knew Jessica Hargrave wasn’t the type to take no for an answer. I could already hear her voice in my head, cold and manipulative.The hostess guided us to a private room in the back, where Jessica was already seated, sipping on a glass of white wine as if this were just another casual meeting. She didn’t acknowledge us immediately. Instead, she took her time, sipping her wine, inspecting her nails, as if we were beneath her notice.Barely looking up at us, she was swirling the glass, before she finally spoke."You’re late.""We weren’t given a specific time," I

“Who’s the new face?”The entire room went silent. I stiffened. The head of the department cleared his throat. “Oh, uh...this is Ava. She’s joining the team for the new marketing project.”The CEO’s son tilted his head, his gaze now unreadable. “Ava,” he repeated.His fingers drummed lightly on the table. “And why are you here?”I hesitated, feeling all eyes on me. “I was selected to help with content making, strategy and engagement. I am here to have an idea about the project.”A slow, almost amused smirk touched his lips. “Good.” He leaned back. “Then show me what you can do.”I blinked. “What?”“Give us a presentation.”The air grew heavier.“Right now?” I asked.“Yes,” he said camly. “Right now.”Panic surged through me. I wasn’t prepared for this. And worse...I was in sweatpants. The others were dressed in nice suits, formal dresses. I looked like I had stumbled in off the street. Still, I had no choice.Slowly, I stood up, forcing down my nerves. You can do this, Ava.I walked t

Nathaniel’s POV“I’m leaving.” Ava turned away, as if dismissing the entire situation.I grabbed her wrist before she could take another step. “Ava...”“Let go." Her voice was low but filled with irritation. But I wasn’t letting go. I wasn’t letting her walk away from this or from me. She had to explain to me what was happening. “She said let go.”I wasn’t sure what I expected to see when I tracked Ava’s phone and followed it here. But this? This was the last damn thing I wanted to hear from another guy."I said LET her go." He took a step forward, closer to me.Who the hell did he think he was?He was closer and I could now see his face clearly. It was David Geezran.The name alone sent a wave of irritation through me. And now, standing in front of me, the man himself. He wasn’t just some random guy that someone like Ava could run into tonight. No. I knew exactly who he was, and he hardly had time for women.The son of that company; the one our family never managed to do business w

Ava’s POV"I'm in David's Geezran's House?" I whispered to myself, trying to sink in the reality of my bad drinking habit. I need to leave. Right now."The same day I was introduced to him as my new boss, I somehow ended up drunk in his car and now—now I woke up in his house.I groaned, dragging my hands down my face. This is bad. This is so bad.My mind raced through possible ways to escape without facing him. Maybe if I waited till I didn't hear any movements, I could quickly leave. My clothes were folded neatly, my shoes placed beside them. I just needed to get dressed and get out.I dressed as quickly as possible, slipping into my clothes from last night. My hands were slightly shaky, my mind still a foggy mess, but I forced myself to focus.Grabbing my shoes, I tiptoed toward the door, I put my ear on the door trying to pick and understand the sounds and movements. It seemed like David was hanging somewhere close. I went back and sat on the bed to wait a little bit.David said hi