All Chapters of Sexting the Billionaire: Chapter 51 - Chapter 59

Abraham’s POVAll through the night, I couldn’t sleep. I kept rolling on the bed as though the soft mattress beneath me had suddenly turned into thorns. Every position I tried felt wrong. It wasn’t just the bed; it was my mind. My thoughts were restless, circling around everything that had gone wrong, everything that used to be right.I live in a villa now. Not the same house Sarah and I once shared when we were married. That house held too many memories, too many ghosts of laughter and arguments that still echoed in the walls. This villa was supposed to be my new start, my peaceful space. It had so many rooms I could sleep in any one I wanted. Yet peace felt miles away.I left the room I usually preferred, hoping maybe another would help me sleep better. Maybe it was just the bed that was uncomfortable tonight, I told myself. Anything to believe the problem wasn’t me.I walked quietly down the hallway, my feet brushing against the cold marble floor. I stepped into another room, one I

Sarah’s POVI couldn’t take my mind off what I saw earlier this morning. No matter how many times I tried to shake it off, it replayed in my mind like a haunting tune that refused to fade.“So, what about Sarah? Is she okay too?”Those words blaring at me from Cynthia’s phone could only mean one thing. Only one person could call me that way. Only one person said my name with that tone, Abraham.It couldn’t be possible that Cynthia was talking to one of her friends and would allow them to refer to me so rudely. She had never disrespected me before. She was a sweet, thoughtful girl, always careful not to hurt my feelings. So, why now? Why would she let anyone speak about me like that, unless the person on the other end was someone she trusted deeply?Only one explanation made sense. Abraham must have found a way to exchange numbers with Cynthia, and now he was secretly texting her. The realization tightened my chest, stirring a deep ache I thought I had buried long ago.“A cup of coffee

Sarah’s POVWe sat behind a marble table at Madam Divine Great, one of the best, in fact, if not the best restaurant in Marinda View. The rich and the powerful dined here, the type of people whose names carried weight and whose perfume lingered long after they left.I had never stepped foot in this kind of place before. The chandeliers glowed like soft fire above our heads, the scent of roasted meat and expensive wine hung in the air, and every plate that passed looked like art. But now, because of Dave, I was here.“So, do you come here often?” I asked, pretending it was a casual question, though deep down I was curious. A man who could afford this place wasn’t just doing well; he was successful. And if this was one of his usual spots, then maybe he was doing even better than I thought.He chuckled softly, that deep kind of laugh that made people look our way. He raised his hand to signal the waiter while keeping his eyes fixed on me with a small, teasing smile tugging at his lips.“

Sarah’s POV “I would!” I answered without hesitation.Who wouldn’t?This was something I had always wanted, a new beginning, a chance to finally rise again. I once had that same drive when I decided to build something meaningful with Abraham. We had a vision, a shared dream. But instead of it paying off for both of us, Abraham let his darker side take over. With his so-called cousin as his instrument, everything fell apart. I walked away from the ruins he created.Now, the vision we once had has blossomed, but only for him. He enjoys the fruits of what we planted together while I am left to rebuild my life. And even though he has been trying to win me back lately, I have made up my mind. I do not want it anymore.So, if Dave could really help me, wouldn’t that be great?The pay would be ten times better than what I currently earn at the café.Cynthia, my daughter, would be heading to college soon. With Dave’s help, if this offer turned out to be real, I could finally pay her tuition