All Chapters of The Lover of a Billionaire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Evelyn’s POVThe soft tapping of my keyboard was the only sound in the office until my colleague, Mrs.Anderson, spoke up.“I have to leave early today,” she smiled, packing her bag. “It’s my daughter’s PTA meeting.”I paused mid-typing. “PTA meeting?”“Yes, at St. Claire’s. They’re discussing the upcoming cultural day and some performance stuff,”she replied cheerfully.St. Claire’s.My heart skipped. St Claire’s? That’s Liam’s school.How come I didn’t know about this meeting?I tried to act normal, but my hands were shaking slightly as I closed my laptop. I forced a smile.“I think I’ll take the rest of the day off too.”The drive to the school was a blur. My mind kept spinning.Why didn’t Liam tell me?Was there a message I missed?An email? A note?But I checked everything—I always do. I make sure his uniforms are clean, I pack his lunch, Ieven stay up late ironing his projects. I may not be perfect, but I try.I reached the school gate and parked. I didn’t plan to go in. I just

Evelyn’s POVI woke up earlier than usual today.The sky outside was still grey, and the house was silent. But my heart wouldn’t let me rest.every year. Not because anyone reminded me, but because how could I forget the day Ibecame a mother? Today was special — Liam’s birthday. I had marked the day in my mind the same way I did I didn’t need an alarm clock. My love for him had always been louder than anything else.I stepped out of my room quietly, still in my robe. The floor felt cold, but I didn’t care. All I couldthink of was how much Liam used to love it when I sang him awake on his birthdays — when hewas smaller, before he learned how to hate me.I walked to his room with a soft smile, holding onto a thread of hope that maybe, just maybe,today he would remember that I’m still his mother.The door creaked open and I peeked inside.He was curled under the blankets, his small frame rising and falling gently. The sight of himsleeping always did something to me — a mixture of p

Evelyn’s POVMy head throbbed. Everything was spinning. I groaned softly and tried to sit up.My eyes opened slowly, and confusion hit me like a wave.Where… am I?This wasn’t my room. The sheets were silk, smooth beneath my skin. The air smelledexpensive—like cologne, leather, and something else I couldn’t place. I looked down.I was wrapped in a white towel. Nothing else.Panic exploded in my chest. I clutched the towel tighter and looked around the unfamiliarhotel-like room. Then, I saw him.A man.He was standing across the room, buttoning his shirt, completely calm—as if nothing waswrong. He looked rich. His black shirt clung to his chest, his wristwatch sparkled under the light,and his face… he was so handsome it hurt. Sharp jaw. Cold eyes. Lips that held no kindness.“What—what happened?” I asked, my voice shaking.He didn’t answer.I grabbed the nearest thing—a pillow—and held it to my chest. “What happened last night?!”He glanced at me once, then continued fixing his cuf

Evelyn’s POVThe morning air was quiet, but my heart wasn’t.I barely slept through the night. My pillow was soaked with silent tears, and my eyes were sore. Ihad made up my mind. I would collect the divorce papers today. My lawyer had called earlierand said everything was ready. All I had to do was show up and take them.I stood in front of the mirror, brushing my hair slowly. I didn’t even recognize the woman staringback. My skin was pale. My lips were dry. The scar on my cheek… I used to hide it withmakeup. Now I didn’t bother. What was the point?As I slipped into a plain dress and picked up my bag, I took one last deep breath. Today,something in me had changed. I wasn’t going to beg anymore.I walked towards the living room, ready to leave the house, when I heard laughter.Jason and Liam were there — father and son — sitting on the couch, getting ready for work andschool. Liam was holding his little backpack while Jason helped him fix his tie.I paused.I used to be the one