Semua Bab Dear Ex-Husband; Get On Your Knees And Beg: Bab 1 - Bab 10

CHAPTER TWO - GETTING A JOBAmelia’s POVI was right. A month ago when I'd booked a flight that took me to Japan, Nana had taken a glance at me and asked me to make tea for her. My mother cursed Jeremy in our native language after I'd told them what he did. And my sister had been excited at the thought of getting a niece or nephew to play with.Every day, I still check my phone for updates about my ex-husband. After settling down here, I'd sent him divorce papers which he signed and our marriage was officially annulled.“Why do you look so sombre, Amelia. That's bad for your composure. You know you have to get this job.” Nana said in Japanese from where she sat on the love sofa.I sighed, rubbing my belly. I had a job interview today and I didn't want to mess that up. Our family needed the extra money and besides, I had to start saving up for my baby. But I couldn't shake this bad feeling off my body. I suddenly felt like ditching the interview and lying in my bed with a cup of coffe

CHAPTER FOUR - JEALOUSJeremy’s POV“Amelia, please. Can you set our differences aside for once and think about your family?” Amelia gazed at me, then her eyes shifted to her mother and younger sister. They looked so helpless. It seemed I was their only hope at the moment.“Fine.” Amelia shrugged, her shoulders lifting slightly. “But let me make this clear, Jeremy. I don't want to feel indebted to you, so I’ll work and pay you back.” Her hands rubbed her stomach as her gaze drifted, lost in thought.I knew I messed up when I took matters into my own hands and sought out an heir for my family. I had done all the tests on the woman, and she was healthy. It was meant to be a discreet arrangement. I never intended for Amelia to find out.The day she left me, my life turned upside down. The businesses I managed back in New York started facing numerous complications, and I needed a fresh start. So, I came to Japan to manage the “BENETT EMPIRE,” my family's oldest business.What I didn't ex

CHAPTER SIX – THE FIRST GLIMPSEAmelia’s POVI woke up feeling like I had barely slept, even though I had a full eight hours. My body was sore, and my eyes felt dry. I think my nerves were a complete mess because today was the day—my first ultrasound. My first real glimpse at the tiny human growing inside me.“Twinkle,” I murmured as I sat up, placing my hand on my belly. “Are you ready for your big day?”The thought of seeing my baby on the screen brought a soft smile to my lips. But that smile faded as my mind drifted to Jeremy. If he were here, would he have cared? Would he have come with me to the hospital, sat by my side, and held my hand?I pulled on a comfortable sundress and grabbed my purse. “Mum!” I called from the hallway. “I’m heading out. Tell Claudia not to burn her breakfast again.”“I heard that!” Claudia's voice rang out from the kitchen, followed by a giggle.“Where are you going so early?” Mum peeked out from behind the kitchen door.“Just... running an errand. I’ll

CHAPTER EIGHT - DRAKE MEDIAFIVE YEARS LATER...Amelia's POV"Will Daddy win the big shiny award, Mama?" My five-year-old's high-pitched voice cut through the hushed tension of the television. He bounced repeatedly on the sofa beside me, though his eyes were glued to the massive screen.The Annual Global Business Award was live on TV. I smoothed my right hand over Caden's dark hair. "I don't know, baby. We'll have to wait and see." I smiled, in a bid to ease the knots of nerves in my stomach.The most important part of the night was yet to come. The presenter was announcing a lot of awards tonight, but it was the most important one that mattered to me and Drake.The Global Innovator of the Year. Already, Drake Media has won a lot of awards, ranging from Best Marketing Campaign, Sustainable Practices, and Tech Innovator of the Year.Each time, I'd spotted Drake on the TV, his face shone with pride. And each time, I had smiled. Just then, the cameraman caught him again. "Is that Daddy

CHAPTER TEN - THEY ARE MY KIDSAmelia's POVI think I stared at the limo until it drove away. What was this feeling clouding my chest? Hate. Anger. Revenge. And certainly not jealousy. My ex-husband was married. This was news to me. I chuckled maniacally. I'd begged and pleaded with him not to leave. And he left me for that piece of trash?My phone's ringer pulled me out of my spiralling thoughts. Of course, it was Drake calling. If I answered it, he'd yell at me. I'd better save the yelling for later. Fortunately, the backup driver I'd called arrived and I got in. I didn't know what to expect when I reached the door to my husband's office. I mentally prepared myself for whatever it would be. I knocked on the door. “If it's important, come in. If it's not… get out.” Drake said from the inside.I inhaled and pushed the door open slightly. He was hunched over his computer, typing at the keys like they offended him. I was in a dilemma on how to approach him. Now, after what happened la